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WHO: everyone!
WHERE: floor 32
WHEN: evening of 3/20
WHAT: karaoke mingle! 🎤 and yuji's birthday 🎂
WARNINGS: n/a


[ Sometime in the late afternoon of the 20th, server member @ sumina notifies everyone (yes, @ everyone) that there will be a guest get-together at one of the large lounges on Floor 32. No one is expected to bring anything but themselves, though those who have diligently combed through everyone's birthday codes might realize that a party happening today isn't purely coincidental...

...And if not, it becomes clear enough upon arrival! The lounge has been turned into a karaoke lounge, but that's not all - there are birthday balloons and streamers artfully placed around the room, along with a banner that reads: Happy Birthday, Yuji! and a birthday cake on one of the tables.

The karaoke machine magically knows every song from every world represented here at the hotel, so don't even worry about not having anything to sing. Even ancient hymns are included on this bad boy. Not the type to sing? Too bad. The microphone will at times simply choose someone to sing, flying into one's hand Mjolnir-style, and the only way to get it out of one's hand is to sing your little heart out. Bonus: tell us what your character sings! Maybe the machine will even give you a (RNG from 1-100) score...

For those waiting for their turn to sing, there are fun little instruments like castanets, maracas, and tambourines to play around with along with this little guy, and also fun party hats and costume pieces. Guests are also encouraged to take photos with a Polaroid camera that's going around, but for some reason, everyone's photos are coming out with strange filters over their faces?

There's also a veritable spread of Japanese food, snacks, and desserts over all the tables as well. Yes, including Pocky... There's juice and also juice (for the grown-ups) and the staff are around should anyone have any special requests.

Have fun! ]

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amelia steinbeck | open!

[recluserose]

[Having several decades on her, Amelia has a great amount of songs she's been able to experience during their heyday. So when the mic gets passed to her, she sings two songs, one from the 1950s and another melancholy track from the 70s.

Her final score? RNG has given her... 81. She doesn't look pleased.]

... Should I try again until I get a better score...?

[Later on in the evening, perhaps past bedtime, Amelia will be found in the back partaking in juice (for grownups). Looking a little red in the cheek's there m'am... She beckons to whoever's nearby and with beer grown up sparkling wheat water.]

Here. Finish this one for me will you?

I'm going for the peach soju.

[m'am there are younguns around...]

[airdnd]

[ Sumina, too, is perhaps a little flushed... She's not normally one to partake like this, but... It's been a rough few weeks, and there's much to celebrate in the wake of it all - especially Yuji's birthday.

Coincidentally, her hands are drinkless when Amelia beckons to her. And what is an innkeeper to do when someone requests her attention other than to oblige? This works just as well, too, because Sumina has been wanting to chat with Amelia all night long, though has been otherwise preoccupied with - you guessed it - being party hostess and making sure everyone else is having fun. ]

Amelia! I— [ oh. That's a grown up sparkling wheat water being pressed into her palms on sight. Yay! ] Ah. All right. You're going to try the peach soju? Save some for me, will you? I'm curious about it, too!

[recluserose]

Sumina.

[Amelia gives her a nod, one in acknowledgement and then another to confirm she will in fact save peach soju for the peachy-pink haired innkeeper.]

Drink up. You worked too hard once again. We haven't talked in a while so I believe the liquor will allow us to speak freely and loosely.

[airdnd]

Ahahaha..! I did work hard... I worked really hard...

[ With that, she will just go ahead and finish off that beer that Amelia handed off to her. ]

Welcome back, Amelia. We really need to catch up...! You just checked back in, didn't you? How was home? [ and then the words just tumble out of her: ] Did you miss Gale? Haha...

1/3

[recluserose]

[Amelia pauses in the middle of cracking open the peach soju. Of course Sumina would ask about him... But should she really react like this? Hesitant and reluctant like some petulant teenager who won't admit that they're such an obvious item?

Well, she'll at least answer the other questions first!]

All is well at home and as peaceful as it'll ever be. Not that much time had passed so that was a little odd, but probably not unexpected given the nature of the hotel.

As for that last question...

[recluserose]

[Lord, give her strength, she's downing at least a fourth of that soju, straight from the bottle, don't judge her]

[recluserose]

[And now that there is enough booze in her system, the witch nods.]

I did. I missed... Gale.

[goddammit, the booze is not helping, her cheeks are turning pinker

To distract from that, she holds the bottle out to Sumina.]

Two weeks is a long time to be away after all.

[airdnd]

[ Though a sober Sumina would have done her best to temper her own reaction, to offer a polite yet undoubtedly earnest response...

...Drunk Sumina's expression positively falters as she holds her free hand up to her mouth, and coos: ]

Awww...! Amelia...

[ Her other hand, meanwhile, deposits the empty beer bottle to the nearest surface and takes the peach coju from the other woman, taking a sip of it like clockwork. ]

He missed you too, but I'm sure you already knew that! Haha... We were all reeling a bit from a few of our friends departing, plus you and Satoru both left to visit home, too, so it really was a bit somber here for a while... Glad we're having this party now! Think of it like a welcome back celebration for you, too!

[recluserose]

[Amelia grumble, but doesn't argue against Sumina's cooing... Because she's cracking open another bottle of soju, pear flavored this time. Oh boy.]

He said he had trouble sleeping without me. Can you believe it? One ought to get proper rest, with or without another person.

[is she complaining or being worried? both probably...]

But I can't blame him really. It's like you said, some of our friends have checked out, but at least the option to return is always open.

Did you miss Gojo-sensei while he was away?

[trapcard activated]

[airdnd]

[ He had trouble sleeping without her... thus implying that they sleep together (not a euphemism) (but also a euphemism)... thus implying... are they co-habitating? Living in sin as some might say...!?

So stunned is she by realizing this that she almost misses Amelia's uno reverse. Alas, her half-elf ears just manage to catch it. ]

I did. [ Oh. Oopey. She just blurted that out. She gasps as if she's surprised even herself, before she clears her throat, her gaze sliding sheepishly over to wherever Gojo is undoubtedly sowing some form of chaos ] It... It was really quiet around here without him...!

[ She's getting redder... ]

De—Definitely not like how Gale missed you, though, haha! We're not— We don't— [ HELP. SOMEBODY HELP!! ] N-Nevermind!

[recluserose]

[They have ✨ adult sleepovers ✨ (euphemism)(and sometimes they just sleep), but either way, Sumina's stunned reaction is warranted.

Amelia just stares at Sumina unblinkingly as she takes a good chug of the pear soju. Interesting... Of course she's mildly aware of whatever's going on between her and Gojo but she doesn't know the details! Maybe the booze is good for something after all; she'll be able to find out more?]

It's alright. You can say the word.

[She puts down her bottle.]

Coitus.

1/2

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[airdnd]

[ NOBODY SAW THAT, RIGHT?? Oh, heavens. Sumina is quick to put the soju down and grab a napkin and wipe at her face, while she reaches towards Amelia with her other arm to loosely wrap it around the other woman's shoulders, if only to turn they away from prying eyes. Especially Six Prying Eyes.

In a hushed but nonetheless panicked tone: ]

A-Amelia! There are adolescents around!

[ meanwhile Yuji who literally asked her if she and Gojo did "naughty things," ]

[recluserose]

Oh. Yes. You are correct.

[As a Grown Ass Woman(?), she really should be mindful, regardless of her state of drunkenness, so she lets Sumina turn her in the other direction.

On the other hand...]

But we're on vacation.

[let the high school teacher be free from the constraints of polite society and let appearances in front of the youths be damned (because damn this soju is tasty, let her take another sip)]

[airdnd]

Right...

[ She's not sure what being on vacation has to do with it all, honestly!!

She picks up that bottle of peach soju again and takes a drink... ]

L-Let's talk about something else, shall we? Haha.

[ Don't let her get away with this!! ]

[netherese]

[Sumina has put so much work into this event that it would be a terrible shame to pass up the opportunity to attend, and Gale is certainly interested to get some of the younger guests better than he has had the opportunity to thusfar— not to mention the cultural education he's sure to receive by being here. He thought he might dodge singing in public by insisting that he simply didn't know any songs worth sharing (which was patently untrue), but does manage to fumble his way through a song he's become fond of during his deep and thorough research of music throughout the ages in worlds other than his own. He has yet to meet a knight so musically prolific as this Sir Elton John in Faerun, but if he's even half as talented with a sword as he is with a piano, Gale thinks he really must be quite something.

The later portion of the evening finds him heading to where Amelia is helping herself to drinks of the adult persuasion in order to check in with her, holding a box of strawberry pocky in one hand while he nibbles his way through a stick of it, balancing it between his lips to free up his hands when she beckons and holds her bottle out to him, raising an eyebrow as he takes it.]

Of course— this didn't quite meet with your approval?

[He bends down to give the bottle an experimental sniff— it just smells like ale, to him.]

[recluserose]

[While Gale sings Tiny Dancer, Amelia was swaying (drunkenly) back and forth to the music, letting the wizard do his thing. She wonders if she should explain the title of "Sir" as it currently pertains in her world... But nah, Sir Elton John, the musical knight it is. She hasn't bothered to explain Sir Jimmy Buffet yet either.

Later that evening, when he's done, the witch insistently holds the bottle out to him as her eyes spy the strawberry pocky he has in his possession.]

To answer your question, it's fine, but I'm gonna drink other stuff.

[Using 'gonna' like a plebe... She points at the pocky.]

Share.

[netherese]

[Really, it's so kind of her to support his interpretation of such things— a man can only take so much modernization at once. By all accounts, he's made leaps and bounds, but he's so charmed by musical knights, it would be a terrible shame to shatter the illusion.

He chuckles softly, setting the bottle aside just long enough to pull out another stick of pocky and wave it between his thumb and index finger before offering it to her rather cheekily by pointing it directly towards her mouth.]

By all means, you're welcome to have as much as you like.

[He manages to resist the urge to challenge her to a rematch, but there is a Spark of Knowing in his eyes.]

[recluserose]

As much as I like?

[She squints her eyes at the single pocky stick and then back at Gale, looking... Affronted.]

You have to give me more than one.

[look she's drunk it's gonna fly over her head]

It's better to eat a bunch at once!

[netherese]

[Ah, look at her, his radiant morning flower.]

Is it?

[He gives the stick in question a twirl as he looks down at it with interest, then gently taps it against her lips.]

I wasn't aware. I don't recall that being the rules I read all those months ago, but if you say so, it must surely be true.

[Seeing as he's all out of free hands, Mage Hand makes a convenient appearance and pulls several more sticks from the box, holding them out to her in offering.]

Better?

[recluserose]

[she's beauty, she's grace, she's drunk and will attempt to chomp on the pocky on her face

and miss]

Guh. What was that about rules?

[A little distracted by the Mage Hands with the extra sticks so she takes several, grouping some together in one fist before what he says finally dawns on her.]

Oh. Oh yeah. That game.




I thought we agreed that I won that.

[netherese]

[Goodness gracious. Well— she's certainly doing her best. He'll let her wrangle the offered sticks into a single bunch while he helps himself to the one he'd been tapping against her lips. She'd had her chance.]

Did we?

[It's like he never learns, despite being a dedicated scholar.]

I believe you informed me of such, instead— but I can't say I mind, in hindsight. I got to kiss you [sort of], so who really won in the end, hm?

[recluserose]

Look. Gale.

[Give the witch girlfriend a second, she's gonna munch down on on one, two... three pocky sticks at a time before shaking one at the wizard.]

If you wanna kiss me, we don't need Pocky to do it. Unless that's something you want to do then we can't do it when there's children around. Do you understand, young man??

[yes she is being uncharacteristically silly, but otoh it's amusing to see Amelia just kind of let herself go]

[netherese]

[She's so very talented.

He makes an effort to swallow back the bout of laughter that almost manages to escape him as he finds himself scolded, going so far as to put a hand over his mouth momentarily to smother the chuckle that does get out. Ahem.]

Oh, I'm well aware such pretense is no longer necessary, thank you— but I do think this is neither the time nor place. Although, if you're going to scold me like that...

[Hearing her call him 'young man' in that stern voice of hers, however serious she may or may not be, is entirely too entertaining.]

I might actually be able to get used to that, come to think of it.

[recluserose]

Are you laughing? You're laughing aren't you?

[She's grumbling as she munches on the rest of her Pocky sticks and then moves so that she's leaning against Gale's shoulder.]

I'm drunk, aren't I?