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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! ]

Comments

[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?

[netherese]

I may be laughing just a bit.

[He finally lets a low laugh of amusement escape in full as she leans against his shoulder, shaking his head and raising a hand to lightly offer her own shoulder a pat of reassurance before tucking her hair behind her ear.]

As for drunk, I'm afraid so. It's actually rather endearing, in its way. I've never seen you quite like this before.

[He's absolutely Enjoying Himself.]

You seem exceptionally liberated this evening!

[recluserose]

[Amelia grumbles and turns her face so it's buried in his shoulder, muffling her voice.]

It's not my fault that alcohol tastes good.

But I don't feel liberated. I feel grumpier.

[netherese]

Grumpier, hm?

[It's entirely possible that she's going to look back at how very amused he is by all of this and be rightfully annoyed by it, but he manages to swallow down any further laughter and lets his arm settle comfortably around her shoulders.]

Do you think more pocky would help? Another snack, perhaps?

[recluserose]

No thanks. [With a muffled voice, she proceeds to rub her face into his shoulder as if she's going to dig a hole with her nose.]

I'll get fat. And you'll get fat too, so don't eat too much.

[netherese]

[What does it say about him that he finds her drunken burrowing and scolding combination rather charming?]

Oh, we simply can't have that. I work rather hard to keep my girlish figure, you know.

[Well.

Moderately hard. There may be a tiny bit of magical assistance with the upkeep, though fortunately not much, given that the ability had been all but lost to him for a good while.]

I'm not certain you're the one currently in a position to be lecturing, though...

[recluserose]

No. No, I'm not.

[Sighing, Amelia pulls herself up wraps one arm around Gale's and resting on her head on its side instead.]

Gale? It's getting late. Let's go back to our floor.

[And is it the booze or is her face getting pinker...??]

And when we do, could... Could you...?

[netherese]

[Heading back to their floor seems like an excellent idea, especially as it's becoming more and more apparent just how far gone she is.]

I think that's probably best, yes.

[He doesn't pull his arm from her grasp, though he does note the deepening blush in her cheeks and gives in to the urge to reach out and lightly brush some of her hair back from her face, tucking it behind her ear.]

And of course, I am always happy to do whatever you wish of me, my love.

[As tempted as he is to fill in the blanks... really, with her in this state, he's almost certain she's going to find some way to blindside him.]

1/???

[recluserose]

Oh. Well.

[She coughs into her fist as if she hadn't expected him to reply like that even though that's normal for Gale.]

Then if that's the case.

[Her arms move to wrap around his waist.]

I...

[recluserose]

[Draws in closer to whisper into his ear...!]

... Want you...

done im sorry

[recluserose]

[STOMACH GURGLE whoa wonder where that came from]

... To make me some chicken noodle soup and garlic bread.

[And thus, the very drunk witch buries her face into Gale's chest, muffling her voice again.]

I'm hungry.

she's perfect to me

[netherese]

[He has to clap a hand over his mouth to smother a laugh, taming it into a soft chuckle instead as he gives her a squeeze, his arm remaining around her shoulders as she burrows her face against him.]

Anything you wish.

[He lowers his voice to a stage whisper, as though to make the following sound particularly salacious.]

I'll make all the garlic bread you can possibly eat.

[Gods, recounting the evening to her come morning is going to be incredibly entertaining.]

Come, dear heart, let's get you somewhere more comfortable.