Cake is the food that no one has to die for

[solomonjihad]

[...She...she isn't sure what to do. She doesn't get sleep that night. She wanders around, sitting in the tea room, walking the library, trying to figure out what to do with herself. What to do for Natalie. For everyone in general.

Is this how the trials worked? Will they have to deal with another next week? Can she...she condemned Natalie's brother. She'd probably never speak to Astarte again.

This is your fault. Death is more preferable to such shame, isn't it?

As 7 am finally came around, and the kitchen opened, Astarte decides to do something. Hime...had wanted to have cake with everyone. A nobody dying cake. She should try to...try and fulfill that promise.

So, she starts working on a cake, using a recipe from the library's various cookbooks. It won't be as good as Hime's, she knows this. But she has to try. It also isn't going to look great, but...it won't be bad for the taste, right?

Once she's finished, there's a...cake in the dining room, along with some other foodstuffs, and a note that says HELP YOURSELF. There's also Astarte, starting to doze off at the other end of the table, then shaking her head to keep herself awake. Feel free to try and help her stay awake, or not, regardless of what you decide to eat or not eat.]

Comments

[solomonjihad]

[Are you going to deny this face???

The law can have cake!!!]

[irreprochable]

[ok............he will try.....a bite]

[solomonjihad]

[Inspector Javert has a bite of cake.

Its very sweet.]

[irreprochable]

She was a good cook.

[ ): bread dad wouldve like this ]

[solomonjihad]

...She was. There's no way I--

[>:]

I can only do my best.

[irreprochable]

You don't have to blame yourself.

[solomonjihad]

...Its hard not to. Knowing she's dead...her, and D-ne, and Valjean, and...and Gabriel.

[That it hurts to think they're dead. They're only a few, and Lilith wants her to do the same to...millions. Billions.]

[irreprochable]

We have done all that we can.

[it's a little forced; he blames himself too. he's the inspector, after all. and he cant save the people around him]

[solomonjihad]

...We have to try and do more.

[irreprochable]

I agree.

[solomonjihad]

[If it were back home, and something like this was happening, Lili--Moth--Lilith would handle it.]

...Inspector, you're a policeman...what would you do, back home?

[irreprochable]

I can't imagine something like this happening back home.

[at least he's honest]

But honestly, I'd probably throw everyone in a jail cell to keep them from killing each other until the management was forced to show themselves.

[solomonjihad]

...We don't have a jail here, though.

[That sounds like a good idea, right???]

[irreprochable]

We could improvise.

[solomonjihad]

How?

[irreprochable]

Maybe using rope and barricading the rooms?

[this will later be totally shot down by natalie but hey]

[solomonjihad]

Maybe put chairs under the doorknobs...

[RIP attempt]

[irreprochable]

Exactly. There are ways.

[solomonjihad]

I'm sure we'll figure something out. We...always do, in a way, right?

[irreprochable]

Not in the way I would prefer.

[solomonjihad]

I don't think anyone prefers it, but...we have to do our best still. Right?

[irreprochable]

If we don't do anything, more people will end up dead.

[solomonjihad]

...I know. I just wish we could figure out to...not have that happen. How not to be persuaded.

[irreprochable]

We have to be strong.