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apocalypsehowcomm2021-09-22 02:13 pm
writetheway) wrote in apocalypsehowcomm2021-09-22 02:13 pm
[log] now, the party don't start 'til I walk in
Who: Akechi, Mercy, Ren, Monika, with the second prompt OPEN MINGLE to anyone who wants to hang out at a club with Monika and co. for Monika's birthday (or just hang out at a club adjacent to Monika's birthday)
When: September 22--Monika's birthday
Where: shopping, then a club that accepts older teens (with wristbands if you're under drinking age)
Summary: It's Monika's birthday, and the decision has been made to go out and party. First, apartment A1 (including Honorary Roommate Ren) goes shopping to prep for said partying, and then they and anyone else who wants to tag along go to the club. Also, Akechi is one of the people going to this club, which will probably be funny.
Warnings: nothing major expected; potential for teen alcohol use; if anything happens in a thread just put warnings in the subject line please!
A. tryin' on all our clothes, clothes [CLOSED to Apartment A1 + Ren]
[If they're all going out for Monika's birthday, it's important to have the right style. It wouldn't be fair to call Mercy's outfits old-fashioned when it's not exactly her fault she got shot forward centuries in time, but now that Mercy is here, Monika is going to make sure she fits right in at the club. Also, it wouldn't hurt to pick out a cute new outfit for herself. The area of town she suggests isn't too expensive, but it's got some good clothing stores.]
Okay everyone! Priority number one is getting a great outfit for Mercy, but if you find something you like, you should grab it. [Treat yourself, this is going to be fun!]
B. DJ, blow my speakers up [OPEN MINGLE-STYLE; threadjacking encouraged!]
[It's the kind of club that accepts teens over sixteen but changes to 21 and up after a certain hour of the night. That makes it a more popular spot than some teen clubs might otherwise be, and the atmosphere is already electric by the time it's dark. The music thumps a bass you can feel in your chest and the dance floor is crowded, but not enough that you can't find a place to squeeze in if you want. If you're under 21, you have to wear a glow-in-the-dark wristband, but there's plenty of non-alcoholic beverages to try out. And of course, if you have a convincing fake ID, your options are a lot more open (just don't let Monika know!). The lights are a multicolored show of their own keeping time to the music, though the flashing is kept to a minimum.
If you're looking for a break or just want to sit and eat, there are booth tables available--small ones for more intimate moments and larger ones for big groups. Monika's picked one of the large ones as her Designated Birthday Table, if you're looking for her, but there's free ones all over the place if you want to have time to yourself! The food here's pretty good, too.]
When: September 22--Monika's birthday
Where: shopping, then a club that accepts older teens (with wristbands if you're under drinking age)
Summary: It's Monika's birthday, and the decision has been made to go out and party. First, apartment A1 (including Honorary Roommate Ren) goes shopping to prep for said partying, and then they and anyone else who wants to tag along go to the club. Also, Akechi is one of the people going to this club, which will probably be funny.
Warnings: nothing major expected; potential for teen alcohol use; if anything happens in a thread just put warnings in the subject line please!
A. tryin' on all our clothes, clothes [CLOSED to Apartment A1 + Ren]
[If they're all going out for Monika's birthday, it's important to have the right style. It wouldn't be fair to call Mercy's outfits old-fashioned when it's not exactly her fault she got shot forward centuries in time, but now that Mercy is here, Monika is going to make sure she fits right in at the club. Also, it wouldn't hurt to pick out a cute new outfit for herself. The area of town she suggests isn't too expensive, but it's got some good clothing stores.]
Okay everyone! Priority number one is getting a great outfit for Mercy, but if you find something you like, you should grab it. [Treat yourself, this is going to be fun!]
B. DJ, blow my speakers up [OPEN MINGLE-STYLE; threadjacking encouraged!]
[It's the kind of club that accepts teens over sixteen but changes to 21 and up after a certain hour of the night. That makes it a more popular spot than some teen clubs might otherwise be, and the atmosphere is already electric by the time it's dark. The music thumps a bass you can feel in your chest and the dance floor is crowded, but not enough that you can't find a place to squeeze in if you want. If you're under 21, you have to wear a glow-in-the-dark wristband, but there's plenty of non-alcoholic beverages to try out. And of course, if you have a convincing fake ID, your options are a lot more open (just don't let Monika know!). The lights are a multicolored show of their own keeping time to the music, though the flashing is kept to a minimum.
If you're looking for a break or just want to sit and eat, there are booth tables available--small ones for more intimate moments and larger ones for big groups. Monika's picked one of the large ones as her Designated Birthday Table, if you're looking for her, but there's free ones all over the place if you want to have time to yourself! The food here's pretty good, too.]
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Aye... marching next to Ciaran and Mr. Goodwine, tearing through the embers Brother Ainsley left the gates in for us. We got him good. Got all of them who were doing wrong and killing folk they shouldn't've been.
[It had been... significantly more harrowing, she recalls, but maybe she'll leave out how scared she'd been, even with righteous anger fueling her. How much she'd relied on Ciaran to keep her going. They'd finished it together in the end, there.]
Could show you some of the tricks I learned with my dagger afore the final battle sometime. Can't say I'm the best at being up close, but I got an eye for throwing.
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["All of them who were doing wrong and killing folk they shouldn't've been." She wonders how Mercy would feel if she knew the amount of innocent people Aelwyn's killed. She knows her body-count, thanks to a self destructive spell use to learn it supernaturally. Fifty six people. Fifty seven, counting the boy her mother had her ritually sacrifice.
But she doesn't have to think about that. Because even if she is a vicious killer, she doesn't want to hurt anyone here. Mercy's a friend, and she's aware of how flat that sounds considering how flirtatiously they're dancing together right now, but it's true. She can be differenet here. It can all be different here.
Instead, she just twirls Mercy with a smirk, pulling her close enough to keep whispering by the end.]
Maybe you could even teach me some things. I've always been rubbish with martial weapons.
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[She'd like that more than she expected, honestly.]
Learned some of my best skills from a real soldier.
[Hereward... Even with the bubbly heat and excitement, her heart aches a little at the memory of the younger boy. Bright and suspicious and so terribly cruel to her at first as he'd let the hate they'd poisoned his head with fester. But he'd come around in the end, even to the likes of Ciaran.
She takes the lead back for a moment of wrap an arm around the elf's back and lift her in a spin before setting her down again. It feels good to be working her arms again. She's had much less exercise in this new world compared to home.]
I bet you'd look fine with a pretty little blade of your own. Maybe a whole set of bone knives for throwing.
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She'd still say magic trumps a sword ten times out of ten, but unlike her parents she wasn't raised in an isolated xenophobic bubble. All things have their uses.
She giggles brightly as she's hefted up into the air, actually at ease in one of her very rare moments that she gets to feel like that.]
You know... there's actually an elven dance using daggers. Halfway between a dance and a combat style. I saw it in practice, once, during a visit back home. It was actually quite beautiful.
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[Mercy sets them more into a swaying rhythm that's a little closer to the dancing going on around them. She still feels rather inclined to keep a close hold on Aelwyn, though.]
You got the reflexes for it, you reckon? That's the only thing that's ever stopped me. Ain't keen on stabbing myself too much.
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And I have to say, as your partner, you're a natural at dancing already.
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[It is simple enough to follow the rhythm and the dancing here seems to be far less prescriptive than much of what they'd had back in the Abbey during festivals. It's just... fun, something that's pure entertainment without particulars to pay attention to.]
I got skills I need to keep sharp already, but I'll keep blade-dancing proper, in mind. Seems like dancing like this'd come in handy, though. Helps our sort of folk blend in, don't it?