intermission mingle

[idolpro]

Who: people
Where: from outside the game tower to the hotel lobby or around either building
When: Day 50, evening

[ well that was WILD. or maybe not wild for people who decided to be smart and not try to bother monsters.

there are quite a few people milling about now from the game. careful, some of them are monsters. ]

Comments

[awakenerd]

Well it's not something I would have thought possible if Sanguine hadn't mentioned it, either.

Then again I also wouldn't have even considered your worries, but they make sense.

But you can see why everyone's frustrated and worried about you too, right? They just love you.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...whoa.

[inspiteful]

[ Don't give him that look, damn it. ]

...We've got one of those first aid kits in the dorm, yeah?

[sonof]

I know.

[we_meet_again]

[Cobalt cannot speak, he is a coeurl.

He has no idea what Hurricane's comfort level is with all this so he is just gonna stand here casually for a minute and let Hurricane adjust, if he needs to.]

[awakenerd]

...Did you not want to explain, for their feelings?

[Like "hey I don't trust you not to use this ability some day to open a gaping chest wound" would be pretty cold, he supposes.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah. Painkillers and stuff, too.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Reaching up, cautiously, to touch a whisker...?]

[we_meet_again]

[oh whoops, monster form has now finished installing instincts.exe.

He unthinkingly rubs his cheek into Hurricane's fingers. Yes touch it]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Monster... scritches???]

[we_meet_again]

[That feels lovely! He rolls his head around under Hurricane's fingertips so he'll touch his gigantic forehead, and behind his ears, and his cheeks, and along his jaw.

He squinches his eyes shut, visibly content]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Okay, monsters should not be actually cute.]

[Scritching continues???]

[we_meet_again]

[He steps a bit closer, putting his enormous happy cat head near Hurricane's shoulder. He might need two hands to fend him off, oh no]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Guess he's got to use two hands, oh nooo.]

[we_meet_again]

[Once Hurricane gets both hands into his ample cheek and neck fluff, the quiet huffing and sighing noises he's been making until now are starting to turn into a deep rumble, like a truck idling nearby. His face is very happy.]

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

. . .

I'll keep an eye out for them as well. Do you need anything, King-san?

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

Mori: I'll let you know as soon as I do.

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

Staying out late?

[Coming to sit on the roof, but maintaining a comfort distance, is this okay? Is he okay if I'm here??? Fret fret fret over Hurricane but gotta SMILE]

[heroicsacrifeyes]

...Mm. I'm sure you are, Cobalt-san is very tough.

[heroicsacrifeyes]

[Turning into monsters and fighting was bad but hearing that last part she. Blinks. Staring at him in stunned silence for a moment.

Then breaks it with an alarmed cry.]

Eaten?!?

Re: after night fall,

[ferociousfuckingnerd]

[WELP, GUESS WE'RE HEADING TO THE LAKE! Mori is likely not as fast as an actual dragon but he's running as quickly as he can.]

[worldlyafflictions]

[winces]

There was definitely. yeah. On the plus side we didn't lose yet.

[we_meet_again]

[Haha food jokes!]

That's me!

[heroicsacrifeyes]

[aaaaah

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

her teammates are going to get eaten they can't get eaten she should go to the game and make sure they're not eaten, turning towards the tower--

but then Pink.............

R. REACHES FOR HIS HANDS. Her hands are shaking a little bit and she's pale and can't quite process what the right thing to do next is, but. Hand holding is something.]

We didn't lose. It's still going...? Where is everyone right now?

[heroicsacrifeyes]

[s o b]

Right! Ah, I heard things are very tough too right now, it's good that you're still able to smile.