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come_sailaway2022-06-10 12:13 am
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JUNE EVENT: CAMP
early on June 10th, Friday's morning announcements end with a request for everyone going on the latest excursion to meet her in the atrium. she seems in noticeably better spirits than she had been last time, and she leads them cheerfully to the tender. once they are all aboard, and the door is securely shut, the interior fills with gas, and, perhaps, their last thought before they slip into unconsciousness is "oh shit, not again."
passengers wake up on a rickety old school bus, driving down a dirt road surrounded by woods. what is it that they notice first? that, no matter what they were wearing before, they are now wearing a camp t-shirt and legitimately horrifyingly short shorts? the overstuffed backpack between their knees? the words "take one down and pass it around" dying on their lips? the fact that Friday is absolutely driving the bus?
or, maybe the fact that it's already slowing down, pulling up in front of a massive wooden sign, saying:
when they get out of the bus, Friday is the one to divide them up into their cabin groups, and she is the one to give the counselors their very official-looking clipboards and whistles. she explains that they are in charge, and that she will be back to pick them up in a week, and... very little else. she responds to nothing outside of whatever is on her unseen little script, and she gets back on the bus shortly after, leaving them there.
welcome to camp. let's make some summer memories!
passengers wake up on a rickety old school bus, driving down a dirt road surrounded by woods. what is it that they notice first? that, no matter what they were wearing before, they are now wearing a camp t-shirt and legitimately horrifyingly short shorts? the overstuffed backpack between their knees? the words "take one down and pass it around" dying on their lips? the fact that Friday is absolutely driving the bus?
or, maybe the fact that it's already slowing down, pulling up in front of a massive wooden sign, saying:
CAMP AION
when they get out of the bus, Friday is the one to divide them up into their cabin groups, and she is the one to give the counselors their very official-looking clipboards and whistles. she explains that they are in charge, and that she will be back to pick them up in a week, and... very little else. she responds to nothing outside of whatever is on her unseen little script, and she gets back on the bus shortly after, leaving them there.
welcome to camp. let's make some summer memories!
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Pfft- ]
Dantalion… [ He's so cute. ] Ehehe!!! Do you think I mean, like, sticky tape? No, no, it's more like, um… film tape! It records sound by… [ Actually, Mizuki doesn't entirely know how recording on tape works. ] …magnets, I think? It's mostly electronically done.
[ He appreciates the kiss, though. And, in fact, he's going to cuddle with Ebalon as he pulls out his phone to scroll through his list of music, going straight for his video game OSTs, because he highly doubts any of his other music is quite suited for a waltz… ] Let's see… mh… [ Ebalon will hear the first few seconds of a couple songs as Mizuki scrolls before he's moving on, instinctively going to some of his Stardew music and humming a little as he realizes, as pretty as they may be, they're not very good dancing songs. Eventually, he lands on one in particular, an excited glint in his eye as he rolls out of the bed and sets his phone up somewhere and clicks on the song to play it, holding out his hand. ]
In that case, Dantalion, may I have this dance?
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When Mizuki springs up, Ebalon grins and holds his hand out, placing it in Mizuki's palm.]
You may, my dear.
[—so who's leading here hold on.]
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forcecoerce Ebalon into listening to some of his more modern music at some point. That could be fun. He's a little worried Ebalon might absolutely hate listening to electronica, though, and he'd get so sad about that. For now, he'll test the waters with video game OSTs and move from there.Mizuki is absolutely going to attempt to lead. Again, though, he only knows the very basic steps to a waltz, and… maybe being a full head shorter than Ebalon means that he shouldn't be leading, but he's going to try! Thus, he pulls Ebalon over, a hand on his waist, and the other locking their fingers together as he pulls Ebalon into a simple waltz with him. He's occasionally looking down at his feet, and seems to tap one of the fingers on Ebalon's waist to a pattern. ]
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Yes, his cheeks are dusted pink at Mizuki's leading! It's very charming, in fact. Who cares if Mizuki is small and "shouldn't lead", Ebalon's gonna let him do whatever the fuck he wants.]
Are you keeping time, my love?
[Said to the tapping, obviously. Cute, cute, cute... if he doesn't go into cardiac arrest here it'll be surprising.]
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Yes…?
[ He’s doing fine, though, right? He could probably pick up Ebalon and spin him around, too. Hm. Sure, okay, clearly he’s being mocked for being an amateur at this, so he’s just going to casually put both his hands against Ebalon’s waist during a slight lull in the song. With perhaps unsurprising ease, he hoists him up to twirl him around. ]
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old asexperienced as Ebalon is, keeping time to a dance comes naturally. Muscle memory and all that. No judgement!]I was just wondering.
[Because he thinks it's endearing, actually; he's so fucking old that things like that just don't get him. Well, until Mizuki anyway.
He makes some little alarmed half-gasp when Mizuki picks him up and spins him, a laugh leaving his lips thereafter. Right. Mizuki can just pick him up with no effort whatsoever. (Why is that so attractive? Help.)]
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It's fortunate he's so light, at least…? Embarrassing — he'd been meaning to impress his fancy boyfriend with knowledge that he did, in fact, know how to formally dance… But he supposes even that's not entirely true now. ]
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You're adorable, you know. I'm glad you're mine.
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As always, though, he welcomes the kisses, and after a clumsy misstep or two, does also get back into a rhythm in time before the song ends full, at least, to which Mizuki twirls them both around and…
Pouts. He's pouting. ]
Sorry, I know that's probably nothin' like your dances back home. I-I don't get the opportunity to do stuff so regal that often.
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[No being sorry! Ebalon leans in to give Mizuki a quick kiss on the lips. Get rid of your Sorry. There is only Love now.]
Why don't you show me a dance you're more familiar with? I'll try to keep up. [He'll also look silly as hell.]
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Ehehe! No, no, I could never do that. It's not… Well, it's not fancy, that's for sure.
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[Teach Ebalon to dab, Mizuki.]
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I-… I think I do. If just because it'll be embarrassing…
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[If Mizuki does so, Ebalon will make him do a little spin and then dip him and kiss him on the mouth.
Please please tell me the song changes to some ridiculous anime opening while this happens.]
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Not what you expected, hm?
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[ Idly scrolling through his phone like he’s looking for another song when, in actuality, he’s just embarrassed and the repetitive motion calms him. ]
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… It's like… cute pictures in a sort of… hm… does Elrios have comics?
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