WE ALL SEEK JUSTICE AND NOBODY IS OKAY

[tenrules]

[Another murder, another investigation, another trial, another execution. Unlike last time, it wasn't self-defense, and although they caught him, she's pretty sure nobody is happy. It was sentencing someone to death, after all.

Knowing that, Dlanor writes something on the back of profiles she took from the bulletin board, passing them under the doors. When in a hurry, use what you have, and those profiles will be back sooner or later, anyway]

Please come to the train station. Let's spend some time in each other's company, for our sake

[If you decide to come, you'll find whoever wrote that note has been working hard to make things somewhat nice. There's a few...whatever we all have been using as cups all this time...filled with milk -- evaporated milk with some water, it seems. Tastes almost like normal milk. Dlanor also brought a few twigs and a small piece of log from the sawmull, and seems to be currently trying to make a fire. Some warmth should be nice, right?

Come on, everyone, let's sit around this bunch of wood and strengthten our bonds]

Comments

Cabin 13

[onlyexplainit]

[The Narrator floats in]

You know, if you wanted my stuff you didn't have to resort to breaking and entering.

[dearboswell]

My apologies. I assumed a dead immortal would have no need for material objects. Especially if you happen to have food or water in here.

[onlyexplainit]

I have no need for them, but it's still nice to ask before entering one's house for any reason.

[... he might still want the bed though because curling up in a blanket was the One Thing he missed about the mortal body.]

[dearboswell]

Fair enough- I apologize. Holmes had a habit of breaking into people's homes whenever he pleased; I take it the habit rubbed off on me.

[onlyexplainit]

Well I can't judge you too harshly. You are more than welcome to have whatever survivor tools are still in my cabin.

... You may want to return the thermos I have to Dlanor, since I will be no longer needing it.