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]

Comments

[leewards]

You two went quite quickly and now you're so slow.

If anyone in here would have been holding hands for the entire duration of this party, I would have expected it to be you, not... [Waves his hand at himself, and Urianger in the distance. Who got together not even a week ago.]

[fellheart]

[ what is in this booze tonight, is every pair going to confess or do something dramatic or open in public at this party? ]

[leewards]

[Why is he always crying.

My goodness, does Day have a kink for tears?]

[fellheart]

Hmmm. What's something you'll actually miss from here, when it comes time for us to leave?

If we want to specify another restriction: you can't mention any friends you might or might not have made here.

[ this one's a bit of a softball, but. ]

[dyingtohealyou]

[Oh. That's pretty easy, actually.]

...Magic that doesn't come at a price. Or at least, not as harsh as my world.

[impacter]

[yeah this is before the Great Groveling of Jing Yuan because otherwise lol and also lmao]

No need to worry. There's plenty I would rather not discuss with the air full of drink and honesty outside of our control, Robin. We're bound to talk or react in a way we're going to regret otherwise.

Thank you, though, for enlightening me, even if it was pretty brief.

[troublereduction]

Makes sense, I guess. [ Day does have a question or two, but...

...Well, he's learnt his lesson. This party isn't the place for them. ]

Is it fine if I visit?

[troublereduction]

[ It's a testament to how good Day is at mirroring people when he puts his mind to it, maybe. ]

Huh. [ Mandatory schooling... Sounds like a pipe dream to him, but, if there's a world where education is a right and not a privilege, that's a good thing. ] Do you guys still have stuff like apprenticeships?

[divineth]

[With a chuckle,]

A layabout? Thou art nothing of the sort. Thy hands are continuously busy. But even the most diligent of workers are not beyond blockage of ingenuity.

[Boy is he going to be surprised when he finds out there's a salacious edge to all of this. For a well-studied literature fanatic, he is doing a bad job of reading between the lines.]

[fallingsand]

[ cut to all the adults reduced to uselessness under the truth charm uh huh sure ]

Ha, well, yeah, I'm trying to get better at taking those. It hasn't been easy.

[ He moves back to offer Solomon some support before they take on the rest of the stairs. One step at a time, super old man. ]

[troublereduction]

[ Look Ithaqua surely you understand some of the appeal of a man who will cry when bullied-- ]

[leewards]

[Now Ithaqua nuzzles Urianger's cheek, purring:]

Were I in danger of idle hands... wilt thou be my muse?

[lustro]

Of course!

[troublereduction]

[ It's a good thing he does, because instead of panicking like this the first time this happened, Day lets out a small laugh, both fond and wry. He should have expected this, huh.

Day reaches over with his hands to try and wipe at Phil's tears, and leans down a little to press a kiss to the top of his head. He means it. ]

[lustro]

[ ARE THEY SLOW?? If they're slow, what's fast?? This is making Ginger kinda anxious. ]

We - uh - we... do hold hands and - you know. Everything. Just - when we're in public, I like to give him some space because... before here, he hadn't spoken to anyone in years.

[ But! When Ithaqua gestures to Urianger, Ginger looks surprised, though it's quickly replaced by a smile. ]

Urianger is pretty great - I like the way he talks. It sounds pretentious at first, but his - uh, he's so kind that it never feels like he's looking down on anyone.

[lustro]

Mika can hear my pulse, but I don't know if that falls under specific pitches.

[mirristry]

I-I'm sorry, I...

[He realizes belatedly that it probably looks like he's upset with the entire idea given how hard he's crying right now-- that in a way he might seem like he's the one doing the rejecting when in reality that couldn't be further from the truth. There's a part of him that's still afraid to believe this is all real... until he feels Day's lips brush his hair, putting the last remainder of his doubts to rest.]

... I love you too...

[He'd never had the courage to say those words either to Mileena or to Ix. But somehow now, in this moment? He finds they aren't difficult to say at all.]

[dyingtohealyou]

...You're seriously the same level of embarrassed about all of them?

[Dude... how do you even live when you're such a wreck...]

[lustro]

Well, is it normal to rank them????

[dyingtohealyou]

...How does that affect you outside of it?

[dyingtohealyou]

Time and a really weird coincidence?

[dyingtohealyou]

Not ranking exactly, but normally there's one specific event that stands out?

[leewards]

[Ithaqua waves a hand as if he's about to bow, accepting the congratulations.]

The way he speaks is a sign of his dedication to literature, and that is something I will never not appreciate.

[But! Back to Ginger.] You two came together quite quickly, but when it comes to resolving your problems... is it not slow?

I wish you two would sort yourselves out so you can stop looking like a pair of sad kittens.

[lustro]

[ Keep rubbing it in, it’s fine, it’s okay. ]

… Just narrow it down…

[troublereduction]

[ That's...

Even though he's been trying to be better, some things won't easily go away in two months after years of bracing oneself against disappointment. Keeping his expectations low is second nature by now; bracing himself for the moment his hand is let go is a habit; knowing he will not be chosen is simply as inevitable as endings. Like how he's the morning mist in most people's lives, he was ready to keep loving quietly, in his own way, without expecting anything in return.

But things like this—the people who have thanked him for his efforts, showed him care and consideration, and now someone saying they love him back—remind him that here, he is more than just an agent of destiny. And maybe this is why Day laughs so joyously, almost like he could cry too, as he wraps his arms around Phil and pulls him into a hug.

Yes, someone loves him too. He is not the morning mist. ]