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POST-GAME IRL PARTY LOG
Who: All the living players
What: Reunion party
When: Post-game
Where: ?
Warnings: none for now
[ It has been several months since the incident. Recovering from your body being in disuse for around two months must have been hefty, as well as your other commitments as well. Hopefully, everyone has recovered to an extent, because no matter where you are, the living players will receive the following in their mailbox: an invitation to a reunion party at a location near the beach between the ex-beta testers of Fragment, a bank card, and a 4-digit pin to said card from "Oriade". The invitation card will mention the following:
Being rich has its benefits, surely. When the plane lands with their luggage and all (if you brought any. please bring some), they'll be taken to a house that doesn't seem like much, but once they walk inside, it is actually very big! There are numerous rooms inside the house. The kitchen is stocked with everything you can think of with some dude(?) preparing all the food (he's the chef. don't worry about him). There is sure to be loads of different kinds of food that can cater to everyone's tastes. Yes, there is alcohol. Get some free rich ass liquor. No, you cannot smuggle any. That dude(?) will be keeping tabs. Sometimes there's a maid or two(? or is that the same one) running around and cleaning up after everyone. If you want something, go get it yourself. Self-service only.
There's a walkway in the backyard that's also wheelchair-accessible that leads to the beach! Enjoy that too.
But for the main attraction, the server burning. ]
What: Reunion party
When: Post-game
Where: ?
Warnings: none for now
[ It has been several months since the incident. Recovering from your body being in disuse for around two months must have been hefty, as well as your other commitments as well. Hopefully, everyone has recovered to an extent, because no matter where you are, the living players will receive the following in their mailbox: an invitation to a reunion party at a location near the beach between the ex-beta testers of Fragment, a bank card, and a 4-digit pin to said card from "Oriade". The invitation card will mention the following:
- A very convenient location nearby you with access to a small, private plane. For security purposes, you'll be told to list your in-game name, real name, and class before boarding.
- The bank card contains $10,000 as some sort of "compensation" for everything that happened because of the Fragment incident. He knows it can't replace everything (like lost lives), but he hopes this will help some people (because some people live paycheck to paycheck and he understands that). Access will be revoked in a month, so you better withdraw it all while you still can. Any unused funds will be returned. The bank will not question you withdrawing all the money from that account nor exchanging it all with foreign currency. (But-- no buts)
- The servers have been located and he knows how much you guys want to destroy these, so the server bash (literally) will happen some time during the party.
Being rich has its benefits, surely. When the plane lands with their luggage and all (if you brought any. please bring some), they'll be taken to a house that doesn't seem like much, but once they walk inside, it is actually very big! There are numerous rooms inside the house. The kitchen is stocked with everything you can think of with some dude(?) preparing all the food (he's the chef. don't worry about him). There is sure to be loads of different kinds of food that can cater to everyone's tastes. Yes, there is alcohol. Get some free rich ass liquor. No, you cannot smuggle any. That dude(?) will be keeping tabs. Sometimes there's a maid or two(? or is that the same one) running around and cleaning up after everyone. If you want something, go get it yourself. Self-service only.
There's a walkway in the backyard that's also wheelchair-accessible that leads to the beach! Enjoy that too.
But for the main attraction, the server burning. ]
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[ It's not as though he'd be opposed to Ganymede's head in his lap under other circumstances, but...
The cute look is extremely charming, but Michel's head isn't that empty. Not quite, anyway. He tries to conjure a stern frown (unsuccessful) and flexes his fingers just a little. He might not be doing much to keep Ganymede in place — but he could be tickling him a little, potentially.
Or he's getting a bit of a workout. The physical therapist will definitely appreciate the assist, thank you Ganymede. ]
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[ Truly, Michel has his head in the game, heheh.
Ganymede blinks at him a little, trying to sell the cute and pretty, innocent look for a bit longer before he pouts, realizing it won't work. Though, judging by the light in those eyes, behind those shades, obscuring them—but maybe the vibes can be felt—there is something warm in his heart he finds about it all.
He's enjoying himself a little, or...maybe it's the unintentional tickling, which does inevitably get a small sound of laughter from Ganymede's lips. Definitely a twofer. A workout and ticklefest. ]
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Then you need to borrow my glasses.
[ He would turn Ganymede's face towards the nearest bystander, if his hands weren't quite literally full right now. But he gives him another (malicious) tickle and tries to ease Ganymede the slightest bit to the side. Cuddling is reasonable, but being on his lap... ]
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Your glasses wouldn't fit, though.
[ Ganymede points out as if that is the main problem. He does manage to laugh, and when Michel tries to ease him a bit more to the side, he accidentally lets go and falls backwards, sideways onto the couch. He does reach out for one of Michel's arms to hold on...and, well. It's. Something.
...He's probably no longer in Michel's lap completely? Though he gets the idea to suddenly move forward so he can press a quick peck to the other's lips real quick. ]
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They would give you a headache—
[ He cuts off abruptly in surprise, fumbling as he tries to catch Ganymede properly. He didn't mean for him to fall! Albeit, a few centimeters into fluffy couch cushions isn't much of a hazard. But the guilt is all over Michel's face for a moment, and he's stunlocked for the second it takes Ganymede to nab his kiss. ]
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But, yay! He nabbed the kiss. ]
Heheh, there we go. We just might be the first kiss of the day!
[ ...Okay that is probably not true, but in Ganymede's head, he's decided it. He also reaches to lightly rub at his cheek as if to silently say it's okay. Fluffy couch cushions really are not so bad. ]
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[ Michel leans into the reassuring touch, a tiny bit of the tension in his shoulders loosening again. He tosses a quick glance around them just to be certain there were no other witnesses. Not that a single brief kiss is that scandalous, but... still. ]
...I doubt that, though. Unless Yuui is here without Yael after all.
[ But he suspects Yael is just doing the lone wolf routine much more successfully than he is, by virtue of not having to flee the sun. Lucky bastard. ]
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[ But, good. Glad to see some of that tension dissipate.
Though, Ganymede's face scrunches up at the mention of Yael, because they never really got along much, whoops. Is...is that something he ever told Michel? It's just petty dislike, though. Like two cats fighting over the same bowl—wait, that's probably the wrong analogy. More like two cats who meet in an alleyway and then get into a scuffle. Much better. ]
If he is here, I bet we already beat him.
I might, just might, consider the possibility of anyone else getting in a ninja kiss or something, but...
[ Otherwise, no. Nyeh. ]
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It was never a competition to begin with, so I doubt anyone will dispute your win...
[ And to think, Ganymede called him competitive. Michel resettles a little against him, reaching for Ganymede's hand. Perhaps that's an acceptable level of affection that will forestall further mischief. ]
Were there others you wanted to greet yet?
[ Or is Ganymede in retreat? He's more friendly than Michel, but Michel can well understand wanting the recharging time. ]
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I'm just that good!
[ ...That is not what Michel meant, Ganymede.
Anyway, he lets him take his hand, and any potential strange mischief might, in fact, be halted for now, especially when he squeezes it lightly. ]
Maybe, but then I saw you, and I put off seeing more people. Oh, I did speak to Oria for a bit, though...
[ Ganymede is in semi-retreat. It's now Michel hours. ]
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I'm not going to vanish if you let me out of your line of sight. [ A pause, and then slightly more honestly: ] Or at least, no further than the rooms.
[ But if Ganymede is in socialization overload at the moment, Michel is more than happy to hide with him. ]
Did you have a good chat with Oria?
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...Vanish, huh? No, thankfully not. Ganymede thinks a lot sometimes about a lot of what had happened, and the stress they had been under. There are...some occasions when he wakes up and makes sure Michel is still besides him because re-adjusting to reality is also a thing, but the relief is always instant. He puts on a slightly pouty expression, though. ]
...I know, but I want to be with you now.
[ Couples hiding hours, introvert special! But, the question brings about a little smile. ]
I did, we talked about a lot of things, including catching up on some stuff, you and I getting married, and maybe a double-date...
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Still. That will get him a little hand squeeze, and Michel tugging him a tiny bit closer against his side. ]
Now I begin to understand how all of my friends seemed to know we were dating within a week of the event...
[ A double date, hm? That would be... nice, he thinks. Good company. ]
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Oh, really? ...Because they caught on real quick?
[ Totally not the reason and most of it being Ganymede's big mouth. Though he thinks Michel doesn't seem to mind the double-date option either; no freaking out, from what he can tell. ]
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[ Sorry Ganymede, did you think your adoring boyfriend was going to shy away from speaking the truth here? Unlikely.
Hopefully Ganymede is feeling thoroughly chastened as Michel cuddles him sternly. ]
...Well, Oria would have found something to tease me about, in any case.
[ And it's clearly an affectionate sort of grumble. There's decidedly no freaking out at the thought of a date night spent in the company of two of his other favorite people. ]
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[ And to think, he can't just cute himself out of this one, rats. If Michel could see his face for a second he would be making an 'innocent whopper expression' Ganymede style.
So, to put it simply, he is certainly feeling not as chastened as Michel would want him to be, given the way his shoulders might shake a little in attempted, suppressed laughter. Being cuddled sternly does not stop this at all. ]
...So, basically you didn't mind much, right?
[ Also, good. Ganymede can think of cute outfits to pick out already. ]
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[ No, nevermind what Yuui had said, actually. Michel is turning more pink again.
Is he ignoring Ganymede's emphasis on the "everyone" to focus indignantly on the "when"? Absolutely. And it's fully warranted. He's giving a quiet grumble in lieu of a proper answer. ]
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Wait, really? Still, t-that's still not everyone, though, isn't it...?!
[ He senses the ignoring of the pertinent word 'everyone', but for Michel and Ganymede's circle maybe in a sense that is nearing 'everyone they are close to' even if Michel hasn't gotten to every single person in it just yet. ]
Also, about the double-date, I was thinking we could probably get together at some nice restaurant. We could all go over the details on which one?
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[ Ganymede has more acquaintances than him, after all. Michel's grumbling subsides gradually for Ganymede's caught-with-his-hand-in-the-cookie-jar expression, but the blush takes a little longer to fade. He can blame his pale complexion for that. ]
...I'd like that. Although it might be best to leave choosing the place to Oria. He'll have some ideas about what restaurants could handle his capacity.
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[ ...
Ganymede why do you sound so proud of this factoid? Anyway, he is a bit more bold again when his cute expression is received well. He can still eye the adorable blush too! ]
And he knows us very well, alongside his fancy background, so it isn't like he wouldn't know which served good food. Oh, oh, since it'll be nice maybe we could go shopping for new clothes and pick out something together. It's been awhile since I've gone on a little spree, after all...