BAD END=DEAD END - 430PM PST

[idolpro]

[ The bar is unit-colored with light unit paraphernalia, although it's all just for show. Fortunately, comfort isn't part of the unit aesthetic this time—all seats are cushioned, whether the booth seats or the bar stools, comfy and lush. Idols can sit anywhere they like, it seems.

There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.

Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]

RECIPE BOOK

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Re: 2/2

[soulcarve]

Well... [ thoughtful, measured, in a way that isn't typical for her ]

It didn't make you happy. Even though, in that memory, you were glad to be in the world. In that time and place, with that person. Both of you looked really different, though. Like it was a long time ago.

And, sometimes... when there was something really wonderful, but it's gone— f it breaks, for example—
Sometimes, you can't think of it anymore without also getting cut by the edges of the parts that broke.

Re: 2/2

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[he is frankly appalled by what Kiri is suggesting. appalled, I say.]

Wh--I don't miss Rain. For fuck's sake, can we just move on to the next one?

Re: 2/2

[soulcarve]

[ a shrug ]

We don't have t' talk about it if you don't wanna.

[ ...stands on her tippiest tippy-toes to reach up to his head. pat pat. ]

Re: 2/2

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[wh

why

you know what, he's not going to question it, he's just glad to move on from his misfired memory, let us never speak of it again]

Re: 2/2

[soulcarve]