Teenagers Scare the Living Shit Out Of Me etc. etc.

[dyingtohealyou]

[Characters passing by the bulletin board may notice a new message tacked to it!]

Drinking party at the bar at 8pm. Under 21 only. Adults will be persecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Fun and games included, party hats optional. Don’t be late!

[Sure enough, there’s a gathering of teens (and maybe some not-so-teens?) to be found in the bar! While the posting mentions this is a teen only event, adults are in fact allowed as long as they are cool. OOCLY please be aware there are going to be teens drinking alcohol and possibly smoking! Also additionally, please let the teens/players have fun; again, adults are allowed but only if they’re cool enough to play along without snitching them out!

All party game top levels are going to be made under Ahito’s account but please assume ICly that Akira instigated/explained them! Once the game toplevels are up you can also post your own toplevels to mingle freely if you like IDK IT’S A PARTY HAVE FUN]

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[lustro]

?!

[lustro]

!!

[lustro]

… Love you.

[troublereduction]

[ Oh. Ginger said it was a difficult question, so Day figures he meant his job at the bureau. ]

Hmm, well... [ Has he ever thought of quitting, in all seriousness? Maybe during training, because the absurdity of being ambushed by his mentor in the middle of an exam was pushing it, but he still stuck through it in the end. So... ]

...I honestly ain't sure if I ever seriously thought 'bout it. Quittin' just means I don't take orders from the bureau. It ain't gonna change anything else. [ Which is to say, people will still forget him, and he'd still be as tied to the stars and fate and destiny as ever. ] And...

[ Oh. He realises his honest answer to this is not going to be one Ginger will like, but he has to say it still. Who thought this honesty charm was a good idea again? ]

Even if I quit, where the hell would I go? [ Or rather, "What else is there left for me?" ]

[lustro]

Well...

[ Ginger tilts his head like he's not sure if Day has forgotten or not - or... or maybe he's just never considered it? But: ]

Couldn't you stay here? This is the place where... "Joyous Day" is an option and not a requirement, right?

[troublereduction]

Yeah, but...

[ You can tell he thought about it for all of ten seconds before his conscience ran him over for it. ]

...You remember me showin' up covered in blood and stuff, yeah? There's still stuff I need to handle back home.

[lustro]

... Do you? If fate and destiny work how they should, would things not end up the same with or without you?

[troublereduction]

No, it's more like...

[ Shit. He's never had to explain this part of his current assignment back home. ]

I've been livin' with a bunch of people for my mission back home, yeah? And I'm only supposed to be keepin' tabs on one of 'em, but it turns out all of 'em are the sorta thing the bureau would consider an aberration, one way or another. The kind where the bureau's gonna start scrutinizin' if they're a threat to destiny if it knows. One of 'em already kinda is, even?

'Cept the bureau don't know 'cause I've been leavin' 'em out of every report, minus the one I'm keepin' tabs on. [ Admitting to some dereliction of duty here, depending on your point of view. ] If...I don't go back, and someone else gets assigned to this, they're gonna find out 'bout all these weirdos. And I dunno if they'll think the same as I did and decide they don't deserve Heaven's eyes on 'em just yet. 'Sides, I kinda got grabbed when we were all fucked up messes and I still dunno how they're doin'.

[impacter]

[. . .

+1 social link]

[fellheart]

[ ah,

the unspoken "what else is there left" certainly does echo loudly despite not being outright said. ]

[troublereduction]

Truth, to be fair.

[fellheart]

[ ... ]

Define 'politically stable.'

[troublereduction]

[ And Day thought Creation was a mess. ]

[fellheart]

Mmm, you may. Of course, I can't guarantee an answer, but...

[ in this chilis we definitely don't have daddy issues ]

[divineth]

[Good, because he very well might request this more often off-screen so as to spare Ray.]

Be still, my heart. [An internal musing given a voice. He simply can't help himself.] Thou must needs not restrain thyself if thou wishest to visit me. I shall gladly speak words of encouragement unto thee from mine own lips.

[Does he realize the full extent of what he's inviting here? Probably not. But that'll be his problem if it happens.]

[fellheart]

[ he's not yet drunk enough for his tongue to loosen that much, and before coming here... well. ]

Hahaha. Well, I suppose we'll simply have to see if you do, won't we?

[lustro]

[ Ah, he thinks he understands. Despite what the Heavens say, the human heart is more willful than anything - for good or ill. He wonders why Day's Heaven doesn't celebrate that, after all free will is gift. It has always been a gift from God to His beloved children. ]

Day... you really try so hard for everyone else.

[ He's exasperated, but fond. He wants Day to think about himself more, but this is also something he likes about Day. ]

But I think you should keep the option open because we don't know if... time here works the same as in our worlds. When you - when we go back, there's no guarantee we'll be dropped off at the point we were taken. But if we are... then if you wanted to stay a little longer here, you can.

[fellheart]

I find most conversations these days tend to, one way or another.

[ the rs still being rolled helps keeps his tone flippant rather than anything more edged. a lot of things that shouldn't be become transactional when the other party only approaches you because they want something of you. ]

Besides, I know I'm far from one of those whose company you'd willingly seek out with any regularity.

[impacter]

Maybe not. You've made your impatience towards me pretty clear, after all.

But it makes for such a narrow view of the world if we stick only to those whose experiences mirror our own entirely, doesn't it? It doesn't mean we need to agree, or to like each other at the end of it. But I can't say I know much about you or what it is that drives you if I can't be bothered to ask.

I would rather save any judgement or respect of you for the words that come from your own mouth, rather than my own assumptions.

[fellheart]

[ admittedly, he hadn't anything immediately prepared, so for a good few seconds, his fingers simply tap out a steady drumbeat on the bar counter. ]

... three things you'd do differently, if you had the chance.

[impacter]

[lol and also lmao

Don't worry, at least it's just a story (?)]

[troublereduction]

[ It's Complicated, Ginger. And at some point Day will realise how much he treats his own happiness (but not his peace of mind, or principles) as immaterial, but today is not that day. ]

Well, it'd still leave the question of what to do with myself. [ Because...Day figures that if everything is resolved, and the previous Sage's Wizards are back, what else is there for him to do here? Would he still fit in anyone's lives?

Then again, maybe that's not the question he should be asking when he knows it'd be more like a vacation for him. A real one. ]

But maybe I can treat it as a sabbatical.

[ He did catch what Ginger said just now, however. ] You ain't plannin' on goin' back? [ It isn't asked with judgement, just curiosity. ]

/2

[lustro]

[ SEE IF HE'S EVER NICE TO TATARA EVER AGAIN he got played ]

[lustro]

[ But he picks up a spoon and gets on the table, though Tatara hadn't specified that in his new request. (Ginger is just stupid and it can't be cured.) Once he makes eye contact with Mika, he - just goes for it.

And he's nervous and he's shakes (a little), but he pretends he's only singing to Mika - it... helps. A lot. He sings, shyly, an amateur version of a love song he's heard once before, using the spoon as a mic. It's not in a language Mika speaks, he thinks, but he hopes the feelings reach him anyway. A slow, mellow song where the highs fade too early and the lows are husky and faint.

And when he's done, he smiles softly just for Mika, a little bashful and a lot adoring. They probably get lost in each other's eyes for way too long - before he blinks and remembers himself. Ugh.

Then he scowls at Tatara. ]

I'm disowning you.

[leewards]

Not at all. [Being very blunt, and going straight for the throat of the matter.]

If you were, you'd be there with him, and he would not be asking people about their relationships in a way that seems as if he's looking for ways to improve his.

And you would not look so miserable when the topic has been brought up.