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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[ they certainly need more things to tip the scales in their favor in a world where so much exists completely out of their control. he tucks a few more strands of dark hair behind her ear, smoothing them into place to better view her eyes, his own still bleary and partially-lidded.

although he recognizes the need for motion eventually and knows the moment will come where he has to wear his tempered expression while trying to ward off the idle current of anxiety for that earring, that which turns his stomach, makes him sick and weary and feverish when it isn't impeding his movement, for now he'll indulge. he can grant himself this, and he can justify that it isn't for him alone.

he is in no hurry, trailing a hand from her bare shoulder to her neck. ]

Sure. Just give me five... [ five? he can allow himself more than that, can't he? ] Ahh, maybe ten more minutes to just... have this without it.

[ no thoughts, no plans, simply moving to meet her slow kisses with lazy, pleasantly sleepy ones of his own, laughing breathlessly again against her lips. ] I'm definitely not allowed to take a nap here... but I would if I could.

[sangreine]

[ Her eyes are bright and dancing behind the fringe of hair he pushes back, duly charmed by how indolent he is. Definitely in no hurry to rush to the edge of this tapering euphoria. ]

Curling up for a while would be nice. [ She's not quite tired, more like energized, but in a pleasantly idle way rather than her characteristic restlessness. Shedding the rest of these clothes and just resting with him sounds pretty great, but there are the matters of all these desserts and the other people she's planning to seduce tonight. ] But failing that, you can have as many minutes as you like. [ Rushing through afterglow is torment, in her humble opinion. ]

[ His kiss, his laugh, the short breath, it's all incredibly becoming; she offers him an approving, affectionate smile when they part enough to manage it. Her hands, never wanting to still for long, find the back of his neck and shoulders, aimlessly working out any tension they find. ]