Karaoke bar mingle, Day 433 evening

[sangreine]

Who: Alizarin, Lupine, Venti, and AS MANY PEOPLE AS POSSIBLE
Where: Karaoke Bar, Pasela Resort
When: Day 433, evening

[ At the karaoke bar, the rooms are decorated in the style of LiliS, SensitIV, ☆Zrael, Wild City, Avante, and HSS as the "winners" of the latest horrifying game, dubious though the title is.  A group is gathering there in search of some mutual comfort after these recent, trying days, with plans for lots of drinks, songs, and plenty of cuddles for whoever wants them -- won't you join them? ]

[ A handwritten sign just at the entrance reads: ]

Rules: 
1. No brooding
2. Anyone wanting to engage in "improper behavior" must get permission from Suou Tsukasa

[ -- that last one is probably just a dig at the poor boy for attempting to moralize to immortals, but do with it as you like. ]

[ Everyone who was at Ideal Worlds endgame, knows the three party planners, is in their units, or just heard about this shindig through the robust hell grapevine should consider themselves invited!  In fact, you might have been dragged against your will -- they are a rather incorrigible bunch, after all. ]

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[sangreine]

[ She makes an incredibly adorable girlish squeak and hugs his arm, practically jumping up and down. This gets better and better! ] We absolutely have to do that!

-- I can manage to resist long enough to bring some back. Sheesh. [ How very dare you think that perfectly logical and probably correct thought, truly ]

[ends]

[ that game had been a lot. they often are simply a lot. a lot of emotions, a lot of guilt, a lot of anger or resignation and exhaustion all rolled into one miserable entity.

but her raw enthusiasm, her happiness? it makes him happy, too. his smile brightens for it. ]

Hey, I'm thinking ahead! [ another nudge. ] I tease you, you tease me, it's how it goes.

[sangreine]

[ Just remember this unfettered joy the next time she's in a broody angst-filled funk, and try to tell yourself that she's worth the trouble. ]

I don't tease about desserts. [ This is a complete lie and she doesn't even try to sound credible. ] If I did, you'd definitely end up with whipped cream on your nose before we were through.

[ Look a tasty food fight can only improve everything ]

[ends]

Ahh, is that so. I hope that wasn't a threat?

[ he taps at his own cheek. ]

Here too, this'd be a good spot.

[ if they get food everywhere though will they be banned from this place, real thoughts here. ]

[sangreine]

[ Why you tempting little chaos gremlin! She's so proud. ]

I don't make threats, I make promises. You should know that by now. [ In the scolding, pompous tone appropriate for their ongoing roleplay schtick. ]

[ But then she ruins it by grinning again. ] I'll take your recommendations under advisement.

[ends]

[ he's only enjoying what is freely given! ]

Ahhh, you do, you did say that. Must be the repeated amnesia history. [ he rubs at the center of his forehead, giving an idle half-shrug. ] I always seem to forget.

[ which, if they can joke about what they are, they might as well joke about this too. there's some agency in taking something over and making it yours via dark humor. ]

I'll be sure to submit the appropriate paperwork for board review.

1/2

[sangreine]

Repeated -- [ Her face goes entirely blank for a brief moment, eyes far away. ]

[sangreine]

[ It only takes a few blinks for her smile to be back in place. No use brooding over something she can't even remember, and even if there was some use, there's Rule #1 to consider. ]

Consider this a stamp of approval! [ Reaching over to kiss his cheek where he suggested the toppings might go ]

[ends]

[ sees that, recognizes that. knows it well. wants to apologize, but... her show, her rules. he'll have to find another way to. ]

Wow, a rush request! Must've been high priority.

[ he leans in a little closer, using his hand to shield his face from the nebulous "others" (there's nobody around but it's a thing he does, it's fine). ]

I have another. An addendum. [ he taps her cheek next. ]

[sangreine]

[ Giggling at his antics, goodness he's adorable sometimes (most of the time, when they're not engaging in that actual melodrama they tend to fall into). ]

Hmm, let me ask the boss.

[ Tapping her mouth with one finger while she pretends to debate his 'request' ]

Granted! But don't push your luck.

[ends]

Okay, but now— clarification needed.

[ he sets his free hand on his hip, looking up and away as though this is a very, very serious matter he needs to deliberate over.

then taps her cheek, then her lips, where she'd been touching them "thoughtfully" too. ]

Which one? [ he's maintaining a pretty deadpan, serious expression, minus the faintest hint of a smile in his eyes. ]

[sangreine]

[ Laughing openly, both at his Very Serious Consideration and at her for not realizing what she was doing with her mouth. Habits and all that. ]

Really, you have to ask? If you're going to do something, be thorough.

[ends]

Going through the proper channels, so.

[ he drops the act, taps her lips. ]

Yes. And now we can tell Tsukasa that we were very proper and respectable about due process.

[sangreine]

Yes, do be sure and explain it with a perfectly straight face. And maybe record it.

[ This probably classes as actual bullying at this point but Kasa did try to lecture two immortals about their virtue, he was asking for this responsibility. ]

[ends]

I'll do the first one, at least. The second depends on if I'm letting him escort me around or not.

[ gentle manipulation in the name of being kind to Tsukasa and helping him feel like a good knight? no, never. ]

Shh. That's our secret.

[sangreine]

Don't be alarmed, but I think you might be incredibly wonderful. [ Because honestly, that's so damn sweet she could just melt. But she won't, because she's the devil on the shoulder of this particular occasion. ]

He's a good kid. Which is why we need to give him a hard time, at least a little.

[ends]

He likes it, so I don't want to... [ crush his dreams, his spirit, even if Suou Tsukasa is a ridiculous person. he looks aside a little, clearing his throat. ]

Of course we do. Better he gets it in a controlled way, right? If it was a real assault, it'd go a lot differently.

[ ways to drive Kitsu to murder if he must: hurt his people. ]

[sangreine]

[ Luckily for Kitsu, he is spared her response by their arrival at the place to procure honey toast! She looks like she might leap out of her skin. ]

What'd you say before, a rainbow? That's what we need.

[ends]

Yeah, one of each color! Uhh, extra whipped cream too. Right? ... And the all-you-can-eat service, too.

[sangreine]

Right! [ Good thing he learns fast! ] And some boxes to take some back to our friends. [ Because trust that she will stay here and eat for hours, and that is not the plan. ]

[ends]

And one extra to smear around.

[ it's fine, they can use whip and the things in this honey toast! the sweet glaze and ice cream or what have you. ]

[sangreine]

[ an absolutely impish look at that request; sure they planned to mess around, but a whole extra one -- she does love when Kitsu gets motivated. ]

[ She just drapes all over his side while they wait for this obnoxiously huge order, but when the food comes -- well, her priorities shift a little. The bouncy delight of dessert!Aliza is back! ]

This is exactly what I needed! Like I said, you're the absolute best.

[ends]

[ Kitsu does not like much about himself. most people with any desire to observe can probably tell, but in this instance? he'd agree. he likes when he's motivated.

it means that he can be, that he can feel it. and there's that criminally gigantic order that probably made some faceless demon feel something else, like "why is this my life there are going to be SO MANY THINGS TO CLEAN aaaaAAAAHHHH—"

Kitsu's going to try not to think too hard about that (he probably can't help them anyway?) and instead hugs around her side in turn, picking out a blue honey toast for himself. ]

Alright, alright, we'll put this down as "one of our good ideas," how's that?

[sangreine]

Fine, if you insist on sharing credit. [ She so does not care about credit right now. ]

[ Predictably, she grabs a red one, and immediately scoops up a dollop of whipped cream with her finger and plops it right on Kitsu's cheek, where he so officially declared fair game. ]

[ Then she's going to take a giant bite of this lovely confection while he contemplates what he's done by encouraging her. ] Mmm, this is great.

[ends]

I told you, I'm a fan of sharing.

[ what he's done is create something great. swiping a little bit of the honey syrup drizzled over the dessert, he dabs a spot on her cheek, then a tap to her lips, followed by a bit of whipped cream stuck over the top.

might as well make it an extra treat! be thorough! but, knowing how she is, he won't make her linger too long with sweets on her lips. with his free hand combing through her hair, he's quickly leaning in to lick the syrup and cream free, and to finish off with a proper kiss. ]