Week Three Afterparty - How we'll drink until we're kind, searching for our wasted time

[goldenmaniac]

It had been a strange day - while they were no fewer in number than they had been the day before, the guests had learned a harsh lesson. That no one, even a dear friend, could be trusted when the power of a Witch was concerned. That Misfortune could not be avoided forever.

They had seen a glimpse of the Witch's true face, and all were shaken by the knowledge...🗈

No one was exactly eager to gather after the disgusting sight of Akira's execution. But drifting off to their own devices seemed too cold, so Takumi, almost frantic, set about making some light food for everyone. Mostly sandwiches, some rice and fish, soup... fare that would be easy on the stomache.

He didn't bother sending out notes. After three weeks everyone knew how this played out, and would arrive if they felt up to it. Or not.

Comments

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi is here and... in seemingly passable spirits. Odds are if you're not locked away in your room he's there to offer food or a shoulder, as usual.

Later on, once things slow down though, he can be found in the Master Bedroom running his hands along the ways and up the edges of the furniture and other things. His music pounding in his ears again.]

master bedroom

[fullbodied]

Takumi-kun...?

[excavated]

... Did you make all of this, Takumi?

[incrediblystressedout]

[Joey's seen a certain someone wake up in a puddle of her own drool far too many times to think underage drinking is fun, otherwise she'd be going for the liquor stashes.]

[That said, she has immediately changed into pajamas and is flopped on the table staring at food she's trying to make herself eat rather than doing anything resembling "partying".]

What the heck does she want.

[Yeah she's not going to be in cheering people up mode after all of that.]

[respring]

[ peering over her like a concerned mom ]

...besides wanting to see us in pain? [ blink blink ] I hadn't thought about that, but maybe she does have an ulterior motive. A...very selfish ulterior motive.

[aleph_armed]

[There's a loud sigh in response to that question over here.]

That's the question we need to answer, isn't it...? There's clearly a purpose behind her actions, but...

[excavated]

To be honest, I feel like she might be hiding something... with the way she acts.

[anonnomnomnom]

[None of you want to see Anon anywhere near liquor, so he is here right now and helping Joey stare at the food. Occasionally, once the table is a little less busy with the others milling around, he'll snag a bite. But he's totally joining the flop party here because why not?

He holds up a finger from where he's sprawled on the table, looking relaxed.]

She wants to corner Watanuki's Pieces to the point where they give in to her. That's her strategy right now!

[aleph_armed]

[On Saturday night, Gebura can mostly be found in the sitting room, where she... is actually sitting down and watching that "Card Captor Sakura" anime people were watching a few weeks prior. It doesn't actually seem to be entering her gaze any though, judging by the fact that she hasn't once complained about how magical girls can't be trusted.

On Sunday however, you can get a very special sight! Notably, in the Rec Room, you can catch Gebura playing one of those dancing games... Or rather, trying to play it. It turns out that three-toed mecha feet do not mix well with the foot-buttons in this case, resulting in her getting a very impressive amount of failures. And in spite of losing constantly, she... keeps on trying anyways...]

sitting room

[youkaiwatch]

[ Sitting down on another couch a respectable distance away. ]

Karen-chan liked this show a lot.

Rec room

[incrediblystressedout]

[Joey shows up, thinking of distracting herself the same way, and ends up watching Gebura for a little while. She's...very determined.]

[Eventually she starts paying attention to details. A robot should logically have perfect rhythm. Is it Gebura's body that's too slow, or the machine just isn't registering her steps?]

sitting room

[excavated]

. . . Ah, Gebura-san. I didn't know you were watching this as well.

rec room

[fullbodied]

[she watched her dance for a minute and slowly approaches.]

... You're trying really hard, huh?

rec room!

[anonnomnomnom]

[It sure has been a very dancing week, despite the way it all ended.

Anon hasn't gotten a ton of dancing in himself, but he's been enjoying the beats! So running into Gebura and her dancing game doesn't exactly surprise him -- he just brightens a little and sidles in to watch how it goes, humming a little and tapping his fingers to the beat where he's settled at a nearby table for the time being.

He does start clapping a little once she gets up after failures, though, because effort should be rewarded and all that.]

You really got a taste for dancing now, huh?

rec room

[clearumbrella]

[ Despite the very impressive amount of failures, Clear claps when she finishes her latest round! ]

You're doing well! [ He's an idiot. ]

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama isn't there long unless intercepted. He walks straight to those liquor stashes and pokes through until he finds a bottle of sake.

He grabs a glass and turns around to leave for his room.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

Just a second.

[Well, he's on the opposite end of things this week]

[excavated]

[ On Saturday evening, Syaoran's feeling rather content eating what Takumi's been giving them, although he can also be found in the kitchen later on, stress cooking some Chinese food. Specifically, mapo tofu. On Sunday, however, Syaoran is in the sitting room, and he's curled up on one of the chairs just tearing up a little bit. He hopes that he's alone for all of this, but he's rather aware that someone might walk in on him while he's so obviously distraught and upset, and there might even be murmurs spoken aloud. Soft, but enough to be heard. ] How am I supposed to help you if you do something like that. . .

sunday

[keydomhearts]

[ Popping into view like some kind of spiky thing that pops out of no where ]

Do something like what?

saturday

[respring]

[ oh my god

no

don't do this to her

she doesn't want to think about kotomine now of all times ]

Are you fond of spicy food, Syaoran-san?

[fullbodied]

[ann is checking on others on Saturday, but on Sunday, she can be found in the dining room. she has a piece of cake, while her companion has... a liquor bottle? of whiskey?

Actually, there are a couple of empty bottles around him, and an empty plate with cake crumbs.]

Hmm. I'm gonna need more food at this rate. You're cute, but you eat literally everything, huh?

[and she pokes him.

everyone, meet Mokona]

[excavated]

. . .Mokona?

[ That.

That is dangerous and he probably should leave before he get coerced because he knows this Mokona, he sees those bottles. ]

[clearumbrella]

[ hearing ann, he approaches! and surveys the bottles, hm ]

Eh? Do they really eat that much?

[anonnomnomnom]

Oh, this looks like something Nirrti summoned the first week! Didn't it stick to Watanuki and refuse to let go for a few hours? Actually, I never saw it get off.

[Anon is drawn here by the promise of a fellow black hole and/or fellow terror and/or general Watanuki-related shenanigans, because those have been a thing lately.

He's going to poke Mokona too, it's a party.]

I think it drinks even more than Shadow. Is that why it's black?

[incrediblystressedout]

Oh gosh, who's this? Besides adorable?

[Yeah, seeing an animal (?) this cute instantly gets Joey to brighten up a bit again.]