letsplayamurder | souls have been lost and the panic grows

[That... that was hell, actually. Wendy didn't like that at all. After the trial she... has to head to the kitchen and hopefully not find clay shit everywhere. She needs to do something to keep things under control. To keep things going.

She's not a great cook but she knows the basics. Meat. Bread. Cheese. Something warm for the belly to drink. She's nervous when she works but she's relentless. There's no asking for help from her as she makes a spread for everyone. Then... she's moving all of it not to the eatery but the bonfire.

Making makeshift tables around it and placing trays of food and drink. Even setting up a chair for Alex a good distance away from the fire but close enough that he can be part of things if he wants to.

Wendy, with her careful writing, writes up some notes and hands them out to everyone if she can find them or if not under their door.

Food at the bonfire and the area around it. Attendance not mandatory but it's probably better for all of us if we stick together. Bring more food and drink if you want.

Wendy

...She can't control other people but she can try to suggest.]

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[Quark huffs out a sigh as he turns to make Alex's usual, reaching for the grapefruit and lemon juices and the tea.]

...I dunno. She'd better be.

Think she can fix all this? With that...weapon?

[ Weapon. The thought of weapons, reminds him of the gunshot, scares him. He shivers, involuntarily. ]

Good question. She seemed pretty confident in it, but also it kinda seemed like it was a last resort kinda thing. Like if she doesn't find it, we're gonna be in trouble.