⇨ THE EPILOGUE

[ringleaders]

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 61
Where: The Carnival
What: After all the rescues team return, it will be matter of tending to the wounded and getting the hell out of dodge. The Ringmaster can handle the fleeing part, but someone will need to look after those in the medical tent. Or, maybe, you just want to show up and ask what the hell happened.
Warnings: Some messed up consequences of faerie fuckery.

IN REPAIR↴ As the minutes tick past, all four rescue groups will eventually return. Everyone in the carnival is encouraged to help out, ensuring that the rescues and victims both are taken care of after the fact. You can tag in here as rescuers taking care of business around the carnival, victims recovering, or other workers checking in to see what's going on. This log is for general aftermath threads, made by anyone.

Comments

[dressedtothe]

9S waits. He can be patient! Sometimes! Letting out a quiet laugh, 9S says, "I think that's a given."

Making preparations and retaliation from the Summer Court, that is. The Ringmaster ate(?) Ignatious, after all. Why does he keep missing out on seeing her eat other fae! He wants to know how she does it!

He pulls back a little, so that he can gaze down at Rita's face. "But I think you should rest for tonight. You and the others were fighting hard."

While Rita and the others are not androids in need of maintenance after long and arduous conflicts, he's come to understand they still need their down time. In a way, resting and sleeping is like some form of maintenance for biological beings.

"We can make preparations tomorrow."

[anti_nonsense]

When he pulls back, Rita doesn't hide her face, but looks up to meet his gaze despite being visibly tired. "You're right," she says, managing a weak smile. "I feel like crap."

She's relieved, though. Provoking the Summer Court is a dangerous move, and one that a lot of people may resent Rita for. But 9S seems more than ready to accept that and face the consequences with her. With him here, it feels like whatever happens, it's going to be okay.

Breaking out of the hug, Rita steps past 9S and starts getting ready for bed. As always, it isn't much of a process, as she tends to sleep in the same clothes she wears throughout the day. She won't get a lot of sleep this night, but at least she feels less awful than she did minutes ago.