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If we know the way we're gonna die, through everything else we will survive [W4, Sat, Post-Trial]
[Perhaps it's for the best that Percy left the trial shortly after casting his vote for the execution. If he hadn't, it may have been too entirely possible for someone to notice he felt a little satisfied.
Granted, he's also pretty annoyed, but what else is new? With everything that's happened, he feels that there are two men he needs to visit tonight. His mother's always taught him that it's polite to bring gifts to people whose homes you're invading, and though he's not always good at it, he does find himself stopping at the saloon on his way.
It's not like anyone will stop him. Who would?
And so he returns to the hotel with a new bottle of whiskey in his hand, stopping at the door to the room Hannibal and Will are staying in. He knows he's probably intruding, but whatever. They can tell him to fuck off if they wish, but he has things to discuss and things to ask. So, he knocks and he waits. He doesn't suspect this visit to be long, but one can never tell with these things.]
Granted, he's also pretty annoyed, but what else is new? With everything that's happened, he feels that there are two men he needs to visit tonight. His mother's always taught him that it's polite to bring gifts to people whose homes you're invading, and though he's not always good at it, he does find himself stopping at the saloon on his way.
It's not like anyone will stop him. Who would?
And so he returns to the hotel with a new bottle of whiskey in his hand, stopping at the door to the room Hannibal and Will are staying in. He knows he's probably intruding, but whatever. They can tell him to fuck off if they wish, but he has things to discuss and things to ask. So, he knocks and he waits. He doesn't suspect this visit to be long, but one can never tell with these things.]