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[wotanon]

Who: sIV & friends
Where: The Pinkest Dorm
When: Day 417

[It seems like this gang of nurses had quite a time in the last game! How are they all doing? Any hangovers?]

Comments

[bondsofsuffering]

[Izanagi disappears into his room to clean up and get changed again before settling down in the nap room, headphones on to listen to music as he looks up how to dry flowers to preserve them.]

[counterlighting]

[Nyx kind of dropped off the radar for... several days straight? He did show up at the game, though, and has apparently collected himself enough to appear in front of unitmates again.

That being said though, he's still tucked himself away in the library to read in a nook between shelves. Look, it's miles more social than he was being earlier, okok.]

In the evening

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Knock knock, siv]

Re: In the evening

[bondsofsuffering]

[So of course he's the one to answer immediately, still in casual WILD CITY fare.]

Hey.

Re: In the evening

[crossmyheartandhope]

Hey, dude.

[He has two bags, one in each hand]

Re: In the evening

[bondsofsuffering]

What did you end up bringing?

[Letting him in.]

Re: In the evening

[crossmyheartandhope]

Oh, uh - this one's for us, for dinner.

[Handing the bag over to Izanagi]

This one's for your team.

[Kind of swaying the bag in the other hand]

Re: In the evening

[bondsofsuffering]

[Taking the bag and peeking in curiously.]

We can leave the other one in the kitchen, then.

Re: In the evening

[crossmyheartandhope]

[No peeking allowed; the tupperware hides whatever's inside it fairly well]

Sounds like a plan.

Re: In the evening

[bondsofsuffering]

[How mysterious. He'll wait for Hurricane to get the other food to the kitchen before leading the way to his room as usual.]

[ends]

[ Okitsu is in and out repeatedly throughout the day. he switches outfits once, drops off a thing or two each time, then is bolting out the door again well into the evening. (he never switches out of his new choker, however! it helpfully sports broken wings on either side of the charm, with "💔 flightless 💔" written along with a smaller note stating "aerophobia" beneath it.)

"stop" isn't really in his vocabulary.

until it is! by force. much later in the evening. he can either be stopped before/after one of his many errands, or he can be found... sleeping over an open journal at the kotatsu. oops.

the truly nosy might notice what appear to be the beginnings of some notes for others. and also, some messily scrawled writings that are clearly much more personal at a glance. ]

[counterlighting]

[Reaching over Okitsu to close his journal for him. It wouldn't do if somebody were to PEEK or smth, smh.]

[ends]

[ Kitsu is partially laying on it, so manipulating it is possible with a little patience, but it leads to him shifting a bit in his sleep and kind of

trying to lean towards the warmth of Nyx's arm when he moves it to shut the journal. ]

[counterlighting]

[LEANING AWAY. Or, attempting to. Clearly this junior needs a blanket.]

[ends]

[ well, good news is he gives up on it quickly and accepts that maybe there's nobody there, actually. because really why would there be?

should the journal just be covered with a blanket, might be easier this way? could also just throw something at his head, the always available option ]

[counterlighting]

[...

Nyx is going to go away for a moment and then return with: 1 blanket to put over Kitsu's shoulders and 1 stuffed animal to insert into the older boy's arms. Gently..... gently.... applying both........]

[ends]

[ shrugging his shoulders a little bit, but then quickly trying to kinda nudge at the blanket because with his hand!! warm thing!!

is that too much too quickly, he's not waking up just yet... ]

[counterlighting]

[TUCKS THE BLANKET ON GOOD AND SECURE. No sleep-removal allowed.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[As promised, enough pumpkin pudding for the whole team has appeared at some point; it's been dropped off in the kitchen]

[ends]

[ noting that, and going to take this opportunity to try actually texting someone here. thus far it has just been So Much that trying to figure these things out hasn't come up.

(also with added bonus that if he gets teary over simple kindnesses, nobody is around to see it.) ]

ABSOLUTE TRAINWRECK: hey, this is the right person, right? Hurricane?
ABSOLUTE TRAINWRECK: damn ... what the hell is with that name, love the vote of confidence this place gives me

[crossmyheartandhope]

hurricane: o man dude
hurricane: that name's rough

[ends]

ABSOLUTE TRAINWRECK: I know, it sucks right?! Can I petition for a different one, I'll go around the whole city getting signatures if I have to!!!



[ ... ]



ABSOLUTE TRAINWRECK: No wait, I'm getting sidetracked here
ABSOLUTE TRAINWRECK: did you stop by earlier?

[crossmyheartandhope]

hurricane: o
hurricane: yea
hurricane: wat's up

[ends]

ABSOLUTE TRAINWRECK: You really went out and brought back more pudding!

[crossmyheartandhope]

hurricane: I said i'd make u guys some right?