Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

The last place Karla wanted to be was at work (or, you know, on the island at all), but unlike people kept insinuating, she knew her duty and she did it. And she'd be damned if she was going to skulk about and hide in her room, regardless. So here she was, chin up and head high, inventorying the stock since it was doubtful they'd be getting any deliveries soon.

There were a few more snow globes left, but she was saving those. In case there were people about who wished to share their uninvited opinions about her actions the other day.

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Re: Talk to Karla

[glacial_queen]

"Secretly, I've been recording you and intend on playing it over the intercom," Karla deadpanned. "You sound like a hero giving a call to arms."

Not that Karla doubted that Jono was a hero. She just knew he'd rather peel off his skin than be called one.

"I didn't go because I thought it was over. I wasn't giving up. I still expected every damn person who stayed on this island to figure something out and fight. I just chose a different battleground."

Re: Talk to Karla

[furnaceface]

"I know, Sunbeam." That little smile of his went a touch strained. Jono never was one for sustained positivity. "I'm the one prone to giving up, here. I'm not about to accuse you of pulling a stunt like that. Who knows? If your people knew it was coming, maybe you could've pooled your powers and held it off."

... Not helping, Jono.

"It... might've taken some convincing, mind. Logan thought I was going absolutely barmy when I spoke to him."

Re: Talk to Karla

[glacial_queen]

Karla gave him a bleak smile. No, that possibility hadn't helped, but the fact that he didn't think that she'd just skipped off merrily to die was still comforting. "That's one of the benefits of being a long-awaited Queen, especially for only a few days. I can get away with charmingly eccentric requests, so long as they don't seem hurtful."

Re: Talk to Karla

[furnaceface]

"I imagine that would have been a help, yes," Jonothon agreed. There was a bit of a terse note underneath all of that, something that was deeper and far more personal than he cared to delve into, that sank its claws into the fact that... well, they hadn't taken him very seriously even before all this.

They would hardly have been able to start taking him seriously now.

"But, now that we're stuck here..." His smile was just as terse. "If there's anything you need, Karla, just let me know?"

A shoulder to cry on, a night out drinking, someone to beat up Warren with a lead pipe. Jono was flexible that way.