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[secondthoughts]

Who ☀ Hector & "everyone"
What ☀ It's Hector's birthday!
When ☀ August 5
Where ☀ Lumina Cloth. Surprise!
Content Warnings ☀ drunk people, will add as needed

[ Arrive at Mac Anu, where the welcome party was held, to find it...empty? A quick look on the forums shows a little edit to Hector's post:

We're popping Lumina Cloth's cherry! See you there :-)

So that's where he is.

In the center of the brightly illuminated nighttime city, Hector's set himself up for his little get together. But since he doesn't have any tables or plates or anything fancy like that, all the alcohol and food he bought from various vendors are just...strewn around the floor. The food is probably still good to eat, though. It's fine. Take what strikes your fancy!

Hector's wearing his outfit again. He lounges on the steps of that funky spinny thing in the center of town, and anyone who gets close enough to hear him will hear music coming from his mic. Give him a break. He's doing his best.

When enough people have gathered, he might actually get up and drag everyone into a drinking game.

So enjoy—eat, drink, mingle, and smack your friends! PvP is enabled here, after all :) ]

Comments

[weaseled]

No luck with the ladies?

[Or gentlemen...? Yael's not judging.]

[gluttoning]

I guess. I've had a girl convince my old school we were dating when I'd never even met her before. I didn't like her.

[He shrugs.]

I have other things that are important. I guess if I find someone special, they'll be important, too. Just hasn't happened.

[weaseled]

Yeesh. Talk about batty.

[Crazy bitches aside, Barrett has a good head on his shoulders.]

You'll find what you're looking for eventually. No need to stress it. Besides, guys like you don't stay single long.

[gluttoning]

[Something about whatever Yael just said makes the redhead hesitate.]

Yeah. I guess not.

It's okay. I don't really think about it much. I kind of wish some of my line would stop joking about going on dates with the cheer team, but...

I guess they're trying to be nice. Or something.

[weaseled]

Really? You've got to put your foot down. People like that aren't going to shut up unless you yell at them.

[As far as Yael sees it, it doesn't matter what their intentions are. They're badgering him in a way that clearly makes him uncomfortable.]

[gluttoning]

I don't need to go that far.

[He can count on one hand the times he's yelled at someone... it is not his favorite.]

Most of the guys on my team will back off if I tell them I'd rather focus on other things right now. A couple might say I'm not really fun, but that doesn't bother me.

I'm just here to play football. It's not their job to change my priorities.

[weaseled]

Football, huh? I'd rather be throwing the ball around than sitting around online any day. You're on a college team, I'm guessing?

[Not to derail the relationship talk, but Yael is a football guy. He didn't expect he'd meet a likeminded meathead in a virtual reality game of all places.]

That said, you've got your head on straight. Don't let them push you around and you'll be fine.

[gluttoning]

Thanks. I'll keep trying.

[And more importantly: topic change! Football. :) He audibly sounds relieved to be talking about something he actually knows.]

Yeah. Pacific conference. Second-string defense, but I'm utility for offense sometimes if they need a wide receiver.

They've been mentioning bringing in more VR for training sometime for newer guys. Something about keeping up with the tech and avoiding injuries. [He shrugs, popping a cookie out of his inventory and straight into his mouth.] I don't really get it. But I like being able to feel the results of training.

[weaseled]

Damn. Not bad, kid. Can't say I'm a fan of the push for VR either, but it has its upsides.

[He would know, considering the injury that's keeping him away from playing any kind of sport for the time being.]

You planning to play professionally too? I stopped after high school, but I still play casually when I find the time.

[gluttoning]

...Yeah. I'd really like to.

[He's not sure what he might do if that falls through, and it does put a little more hesitation into his words than he realizes. But he is going to just throw that thought very far away for right now because FOOTBALL.]

If you ever want to do passing or drills, you could always let me know. It's weird having a game feel so realistic. Maybe we could test that out with something we both know.

[weaseled]

Not a bad idea. I'm not big on all this VR crap, but it can't be that bad if it lets us play our favorite game.

[But where would they get a football in a place like this? They'd need a suitable substitute if nothing else... Ah, but that gives him an idea.]

Hey. You saw that kid with the weird mutant chicken on his head, right? Maybe he'd loan the thing to us for an hour.

[gluttoning]

You can put chickens on your head??? [That sounds delicious--]

No, I'd definitely remember something like that. But I guess we could ask.

...It's not alive, is it?

[weaseled]

Apparently. That doesn't mean you should.

[He'll shoot Sinclair a message ASAP, but uh. Uhh.]

...It might be. The thing squawks like a chicken, but it doesn't have a head. Don't ask me how that works.