no one and nothing can break through
[Well! That sure did happen!
Bruno does not organize an afterparty. He's not a party organizer in general - that was Wu. But he knows he was completely useless, if not downright actively unhelpful, during that whole thing, and he already feels guilty enough. He has to be useful somehow. Otherwise, why's he even here?
So, before everyone can leave the teleportation circle in the dining room and all go their own separate ways, Bruno mumbles something about making food and takes off for the kitchen. He'll be there for a couple of hours, whipping up some quick chicken sancocho, with Olive on rice duty. Azul can be in charge of actually grabbing people and bringing them in - god forbid Bruno do anything like that - but if anyone does happen to be there to take one, he'll make them up a bowl. Otherwise, he's just gonna leave it all warming on the stove.
There's also some arroz con leche simmering for later, if anybody wants dessert! He'll put cinnamon in it, and then add some hot chocolate to the lineup as well. He's no Julieta, of course, but at least he's made something? It's not enough, but it's...something.]
Bruno does not organize an afterparty. He's not a party organizer in general - that was Wu. But he knows he was completely useless, if not downright actively unhelpful, during that whole thing, and he already feels guilty enough. He has to be useful somehow. Otherwise, why's he even here?
So, before everyone can leave the teleportation circle in the dining room and all go their own separate ways, Bruno mumbles something about making food and takes off for the kitchen. He'll be there for a couple of hours, whipping up some quick chicken sancocho, with Olive on rice duty. Azul can be in charge of actually grabbing people and bringing them in - god forbid Bruno do anything like that - but if anyone does happen to be there to take one, he'll make them up a bowl. Otherwise, he's just gonna leave it all warming on the stove.
There's also some arroz con leche simmering for later, if anybody wants dessert! He'll put cinnamon in it, and then add some hot chocolate to the lineup as well. He's no Julieta, of course, but at least he's made something? It's not enough, but it's...something.]
dining room;
[ Particularly because of who was holding the party. His reception of her is cold nonetheless. ]
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[ She makes a point of shovelling more food than she really wants onto her plate, more out of stubbornness than anything. ]
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I haven't forgotten the show you had given us, ready to tear apart the current host of this gathering with your bare hands like a wild beast's.
And yet here you are all the same.
[ Pause. ]
I don't have the power to chase you away from here. But I thought I could remind you why you're still able to partake in any of this food at all. And somehow I hope it will stick, even when you might feel tempted once again to strike someone else down mindlessly.
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Then what would you have me do? Slink back to my room so I don't blight your little party any further with my presence?
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I could. But I'd see you later regardless, so there'd be no point.
[ He doesn't need to lift his chin because she's actually smaller than he is, so he will just cross his arms. ]
I've given you your reminder, which will have to be enough for now. Your actions will prove whether or not you remember who our real enemy is, or if all you can be is simply a beast in the face of temptation.