Party Noodles - A party for the recently undeceased

[assaultedramen]

[Text; Response from Sakurako]

[Early in the Morning, everyone who was reported as murdered will get the following text:]

Hey! ! know you all have been through a lot and probably feel k!inda down so come to the bookstore ton!ght at 7 and well cheer you up!!

Action: Gil's bookstore

[Anyone who comes into Gil's bookstore around 7 am will find it decked out with a banner saying "Welcome Back!" On a table stands a sheet cake frosted with the letters "You're Alive again!" and a post of soup simmering away on a hot plate. Around both of these are a number of smaller plates holding a much fancier cake, strawberry and all, each with the name of one of the victims written on it. The cafe cats are decorated with a ribbon of their own, to varying degrees of annoyance to each of them. They have been joined by Sakurako's cats Cookie and Biscuit, who seem to be enjoying their stint as the center of interest to a number of their fellow felines.

In the back stands a small Karaoke machine, beeping away in an attempt to generate interest. The couches and chairs have been pushed flush with the outer bookshelves to create a bit more space for people to mingle.

Miki is sitting at the counter, waiting to get coffee (or I guess, sell books) to anyone who is interested in buying some extra stuff.]

Comments

[breatheinthefog]

Like everyone else.

[truthsnomiracle]

So that much was the same for your own kind? (Whatever that kind may be.)

[breatheinthefog]

I don't know what I was before. My life... was destruction.

*Something sounds like she means that literally, on some level.*

[truthsnomiracle]

[That's... a rather disturbing thought, one Edgeworth seems unsure how to respond to at first. Eventually, he does manage to formulate a question:]

...For whose purposes?

[breatheinthefog]

Fate.

*The deadpan kid puts her hand on her heart, where that strange warmth has come from ever since she came to Prospero.*

My life. It wasn't life, it was the power of destruction itself. That's what I know.

[truthsnomiracle]

[Edgeworth is silent again, but not for as long before replying:]

Then learn what else there is.

[breatheinthefog]

Beyond fate?

[truthsnomiracle]

Precisely.

[breatheinthefog]

Others have mentioned something like that.

[truthsnomiracle]

I won't force you, but it may grow difficult to make sense of things here if you don't.

[breatheinthefog]

You mean the strange feelings.

[truthsnomiracle]

That and society as a whole.

[breatheinthefog]

I see.

[truthsnomiracle]

Before I take my leave of this conversation, we should probably introduce ourselves. My name is Miles Edgeworth, though I prefer to go by Edgeworth specifically.

[She seemed the type who would need that spelled out, after all.]

[breatheinthefog]

Kiryuu Kaoru.

[truthsnomiracle]

A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Kiryuu.

[breatheinthefog]

Hn. *nod*