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nysalogs2018-12-13 11:45 am
thedarkbond) wrote in nysalogs2018-12-13 11:45 am
[closed] we took the long way around to the future we pursued
Who: Ren Suzugamori (thedarkbond) & people he ended up inviting (so Juno Steel (stuns), Mollymauk Tealeaf (mollymocked), Iskandar (conqueredhearts), Yusei Fudo (planetary_bonds), Allura (quintessent), Diana Cavendish (fiendennor), and Axel (icingonthecake))
What:not another birthday log Ren's 23rd birthday party, a.k.a. a study in cramming eight people into a tiny apartment (mostly).
When: December 12th
Where: Ren's tiny apartment in western Wyver, and then some of the Fyrran-Blessed Waters further out west.
Warning(s): Nudity b/c public baths, but nothing yet otherwise.
[About a week and a half ago, Ren sent out some texts to people he actually knows decently enough here to invite to a party - he eventually caved on his own intent and did actually tell everyone that he was inviting them to dinner for his birthday, but it came with the caveat of only having to bring a present if you wanted to. There's even a bonus shrugging kaomoji there to accentuate exactly how much he doesn't mind.
It's a little obvious once anyone gets there that Ren had to be a bit...specific about the logistics, though, because even eight total people in an apartment this small is going to be an interesting prospect. It's single room and puny, with even the bed lying on a heightened loft since there'd be no room for it on the main floor, with the kitchen beneath the loft and the rest of the room mostly taken up by a couch, a cupboard and some drawers, and a line of shelves that sticks out of the windowsill, a small brown cat lying on the cushioned top of these. There's a table dragged out slightly into the middle of the room with plenty of food all over it ranging from cute sweets like donuts, cookies and dorayaki (many with cat designs or icing), to...more cute sweets, to some actual proper food in-between all that, including sausages cut to look like octopi, some kind of rich soup in a very large self-serve bowl with lots of meat pieces in it (that Ren probably won't mention is tripe unless he's asked, because he doesn't think that's important as long as it tastes nice), and lots of takoyaki. He's playing to his favourites here, really, but it's all made well and it even looks like Ren might be a little tired from making it all (all rumours that he's tired from having fallen asleep in the stasis room the previous night are entirely fabricated). He doesn't have a singular cake, but instead a plate of cute cupcakes of kittens playing with yarn. Each one has a different fruit center, so feel free to trade them around to find out what they all are!
Though, honestly, you're going to be sharing at least one thing anyway, because nobody is getting any personal space around this table. You're going to be pretty much literally rubbing shoulders with the person next to you for the entire dinner segment, so enjoy that.
Thankfully, at least Ren realises that's not really viable for the entire night, so after dinner, anyone who's happy to depart then can leave, and anyone who enjoys a good public bath can follow Ren out further west, down a lengthy and winding path that it looks like Ren himself might not even remember the way down at points (though the fact that there's occasional salespeople offering towels and bath salts and the like is probably a good sign he's still going the right way). What lies at the end of it is a large, but secluded natural spring, water running gently into it from a second spring that lies slightly higher up. It's pleasantly warm despite the cold weather out, and once anyone sinks into the waters, they may find themselves even more relaxed than usual. It's a lovely night, the pool is surrounded by flowers and the occasional overhanging tree, and there's the pleasant buzz that comes after good food and probably some amount of alcohol.
Anyone who can't make their way back to their own home or prefers not to find an inn afterwards is welcome to stay overnight back at the apartment, but the main sleeping options are either the couch, on the floor with all the cushions, or sharing with Ren in the loft, which is not terribly roomy.]
thedarkbond) & people he ended up inviting (so Juno Steel (stuns), Mollymauk Tealeaf (mollymocked), Iskandar (conqueredhearts), Yusei Fudo (planetary_bonds), Allura (quintessent), Diana Cavendish (fiendennor), and Axel (icingonthecake)) What:
When: December 12th
Where: Ren's tiny apartment in western Wyver, and then some of the Fyrran-Blessed Waters further out west.
Warning(s): Nudity b/c public baths, but nothing yet otherwise.
[About a week and a half ago, Ren sent out some texts to people he actually knows decently enough here to invite to a party - he eventually caved on his own intent and did actually tell everyone that he was inviting them to dinner for his birthday, but it came with the caveat of only having to bring a present if you wanted to. There's even a bonus shrugging kaomoji there to accentuate exactly how much he doesn't mind.
It's a little obvious once anyone gets there that Ren had to be a bit...specific about the logistics, though, because even eight total people in an apartment this small is going to be an interesting prospect. It's single room and puny, with even the bed lying on a heightened loft since there'd be no room for it on the main floor, with the kitchen beneath the loft and the rest of the room mostly taken up by a couch, a cupboard and some drawers, and a line of shelves that sticks out of the windowsill, a small brown cat lying on the cushioned top of these. There's a table dragged out slightly into the middle of the room with plenty of food all over it ranging from cute sweets like donuts, cookies and dorayaki (many with cat designs or icing), to...more cute sweets, to some actual proper food in-between all that, including sausages cut to look like octopi, some kind of rich soup in a very large self-serve bowl with lots of meat pieces in it (that Ren probably won't mention is tripe unless he's asked, because he doesn't think that's important as long as it tastes nice), and lots of takoyaki. He's playing to his favourites here, really, but it's all made well and it even looks like Ren might be a little tired from making it all (all rumours that he's tired from having fallen asleep in the stasis room the previous night are entirely fabricated). He doesn't have a singular cake, but instead a plate of cute cupcakes of kittens playing with yarn. Each one has a different fruit center, so feel free to trade them around to find out what they all are!
Though, honestly, you're going to be sharing at least one thing anyway, because nobody is getting any personal space around this table. You're going to be pretty much literally rubbing shoulders with the person next to you for the entire dinner segment, so enjoy that.
Thankfully, at least Ren realises that's not really viable for the entire night, so after dinner, anyone who's happy to depart then can leave, and anyone who enjoys a good public bath can follow Ren out further west, down a lengthy and winding path that it looks like Ren himself might not even remember the way down at points (though the fact that there's occasional salespeople offering towels and bath salts and the like is probably a good sign he's still going the right way). What lies at the end of it is a large, but secluded natural spring, water running gently into it from a second spring that lies slightly higher up. It's pleasantly warm despite the cold weather out, and once anyone sinks into the waters, they may find themselves even more relaxed than usual. It's a lovely night, the pool is surrounded by flowers and the occasional overhanging tree, and there's the pleasant buzz that comes after good food and probably some amount of alcohol.
Anyone who can't make their way back to their own home or prefers not to find an inn afterwards is welcome to stay overnight back at the apartment, but the main sleeping options are either the couch, on the floor with all the cushions, or sharing with Ren in the loft, which is not terribly roomy.]
OTA! Most of these are silly
[Birthdays are still kind of a novel concept for Allura. When you're from a species that lives for hundreds of years, celebrating yearly anniversaries just never really caught on. But she has friends in the know, and Lance was helpful enough to help her prepare.
a. But she's definitely doing more of the wallflower thing. Mostly keeping to watching the guests, much like when she would throw parties in the Castle of Lions. Although this was smaller. Much, much, much smaller. Actually, once all of the guests are there, there's barely any room to maneuver at all. More than once, some hapless party-goer ends up with a face full of hair. Maybe it's when they're sitting and Allura's trying to sneak past, or just unlucky enough to be short enough to fall victim to it's giant mass (or you're Iskandar and avoid it entirely by being positively gigantic, even when sitting). it's nice hair but boy there's a lot of it.]
Ah- Apologies!
b. [The dinner table is almost comedic, how small it is compared to the guests it was meant to accommodate. Allura sees the problem long before they even start eating and, well, she's always been on the slight side, and she saw a vision of her future, crammed between elbows, smushed into whatever space left over. With no elbow room-! This must be some cosmic karma for the time she forced the paladins to eat with their arms bound to one another.
And so, when it is time for dinner, Allura finds a seat early on, and, well she knows it's the opposite of helpful, she asserts her space in the only way she knows how- by becoming literally bigger. It's not by large amounts, and she intends to shapeshift back to her normal size once all of the seats have been filled, but those with a clever eye might notice that she is looking a little more... tall and broad-shouldered than normal. Weird.
I wanted to use her shapeshifting powers for something stupid I'm sorry.]II. Hot springs
[Technically, El Nysa is her home now. As such, it's important to partake in the culture and norms of the people around her. Doing so with friends and people she trusted was at least levels easier than surrounded by strangers. And it's been so long since she's experience hot springs on any planet...
She keeps her head politely turned in the opposite direction of any of the gentlemen when they are disrobing, and as for herself, going totally au natural is about 15 steps beyond her comfort zone, so she'll be the one in simple swimwear, hair pulled up in her normal bun, and either keeping at a distance, or waiting until everyone else is fully submerged before taking the plunge.
Toes first, then with her hands bracing on the rocks behind her, slowly she lowers herself in. Despite herself, she can't help the blissful sigh as she sinks down. It felt as if all at once the heat enveloping was melting away the vast amounts of tension she'd been carrying.
It was positively divine.
Before long she's looking about as blissful as any person on this planet has ever experienced seeing her, sunken down far enough that the hairs at the nape of her neck are getting wet, with her head rested back against one of the smooth stones and eyes shut. She almost looks like she could be sleeping, except, regardless of who is nearby, she'll make the comment-]
Would it be much of a problem if I never left?
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[He laughs as he moves through the water to come over to sit with her. The water that barely covers the fact that he sure did get into the water completely butt naked. Yep. There are those lines going ever downward and a glimpse of a bit of red and...
Basically it's a good thing when he comes to sit next to her.]
But does feel wonderful, doesn't it.
iskandar pls
…And immediately shut them again. But not before getting quite the eye-full, the image burning into her mind. After living in Olympia and Wyver for nearly half a year now, seeing people in various states of undress was getting a little more normal, but Spirits, that is A Lot.
Her eyes open again when he settles in beside her, gaze dutifully trained elsewhere as she catches up with what he was saying to her,]
It is. We used to have springs like these on Altea. It has been a very long time since I have partaken.
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There are some springs in my time. But we also had open air baths where we heated the water from beneath the building. Rocks heated with fire.
[He pats the water gently.]
Not the same experience as this, of course.
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When he pats the water, she turns her head to watch him, smiling. Even if cultural differences make it a little... awkward. She's still glad to share in this day with all of them.]
I am glad I decided to come along. [She almost ducked our after the house part of the party, but good things come to those who try.] I didn't realize so many of my friends already know each other.
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[Iskandar...she literally did not ask you for that information.]
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I-I see! [Iskandar why,] You... both of you must be very close.
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[This is how you talk about it, Allura. Just talk like it's any other topic of conversation!
Easy.]
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battle of the hair
This is a lot of words to say that she likely doesn't notice Yusei until her hair gets in his face at the same time his brushes against her's; not due to volume, but rather due to its characteristic style. Spikes jutting out from both sides of his head are hardly unavoidable in these close quarters, after all.]
No...I should be the one apologizing... [Apparently, he's also been dealing with The Same Problem.]
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It can’t be helped, with such close quarters.
[And quiet he may be, but he stands out by virtue of being one of the few guests she doesn’t know, and it’s hard not to at least notice hair like his. Still, this is their first run in, and Allura can’t help but stare a little bit,]
Do you.. is your hair like that by choice?
[That! Sounds much worse out loud than she meant it!]
I mean! It looks like a lot of work!
[Says the woman with probably the most hair on the entire planet.]
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[...blank stare.]
It's not any work at all. It's natural.
[the words sound like he's said this many, many times.]
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[She stares at him a tick, to see if he's teasing or pulling her leg, but, assuming he just keeps deadpanning, cue Allura getting a lot more curious because that is some kind of hair. She leans in a little, to get a closer look and really she wants to touch it but that would be rude.]
Do all of the people from your world have hair like yours?
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[The King of Games does. And some of his companions have some pretty nutso hair. But that's not particularly relevant, since Yusei doesn't actually consider said hair to be nutso. It's just how it is.
Getting a closer look just gets the observation that his hair is actually somewhat curly, and that his hair spikes might just be the result of some rather extreme bedhead. If one squints a bit. And ignores the slight scent of motor oil.]
Why?
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Is this line of questioning really that surprising? Surely you have had plenty of attention due to your hair already.
[Even if his world is like this, just in her time on El Nysa, there have been plenty of gawkers and people so bold as to touch her hair without permission. Just the nature of being different among any group of people. (She was just glad that most people stopped at the hair and did not go for her ears or the markings on her face,]
In any case, it is impressive. It is not a... style I have ever seen before.
[And being someone who has traveled all over the universe, that is saying something.]
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[Seriously. Where he comes from, this kind of hair is completely normal.]
...I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment or not.
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You know, that's definitely a look for you. Makes you look more assertive. [She's probably built similar to Yasha at this point, which is adorable and a little sad. He ignores the latter emotion.]
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Is it so obvious?
[Surely nobody would notice that the barely five-and-a-half foot princess is suddenly pushing six feet.]
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[Everyone but him and Beau. And then, cheeky:] I think I attract charlatans.
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[Even when sneaking on board the Galra ship, she had to rely on heavy use of armor to get her through. Thank goodness for Galra soldiers' conveniently shaped helmet that kept her Altean markings hidden.
There's a pause, and she gives him a sidelong grin,] ...But I can turn myself purple.
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Change colors. Maybe we can pass as twins one day. I am the only bloody tiefling in this place- they don't have context. All purple people look alike to them.
[Twins are good. People like twins. And it's fucking hilarious.]
I have no icons of purple allura, what a tragedy.
[It can't be intentional, but she can't help but feel a little called out. Because she's definitely thought about another purple gentleman more than a few times when looking at Mollymauk, especially when her memory was being funky.
It's with a glance around the table that Allura decides to humor him. Closing her eyes, she focuses, and it's subtle at first, but the tone of her skin shifts in hue, ending on one that is more lilac than Molly's darker lavender. It makes the light pink of her Altean markings almost disappear against her new pastel color scheme, and when she opens her eyes, she cants her head to the side,]
What do you think?
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hot springs what up
head heavily tilted to the side, basking in the warmth, he opens one eye lazily and gives a smile.
god what is it about tonight he has to stop giving away these smiles for free he has a reputation to uphold???? ]
I mean you might run into some problems eventually. Pruning's kind of annoying?
Sorry for lateness! Hello!
And she certainly doesn't seem to mind the smile, even if he's having an internal dilemma over it, and she returns one all the same. They may not have exchanged words yet, but a friend of a friend and all of that-]
Pruning?
[She raises her head up, shooting him a curious look.]
I assume it is a figure of speech and not relating to... topiary?
I AM MEGA LATE TOO bc holidays etc. \o
[ it's hard to like. actually go showing her when he just got in but he shrugs. ]
Like a prune? It's a really sad and kind of ugly looking fruit...
Stares balefully at holidays.
She gives a small laugh, like maybe she’s not sure if he’s pulling her leg or not,] …Perhaps it is only a thing that happens to humans.
[Add that to the list: Alteans don’t get ice cream headaches, and don’t prune in water. Spectacular.]