come_sailaway | We're wide awake now, our eyes are wide open. We're running this world, we keeping it turning

( oh... there's that karaoke machine. sitting alll by its lonesome. you know what THAT means right? TIME TO SING! grab a singing partner or sing on your own and let everyone hear that angelic voice of yours!

BUT!!!!! before you can even think about getting on that mic, jinx will be the first one to it. with the recorder playing from her gramophone in which she fabricated to hook to the speakers, this song starts and she sings along with it loud and proud!! )

[ the karaoke machine is probably one of venti’s greatest loves on this ship, and that’s saying something. he actually rarely ever passes a chance to sing even if mostly it’d be by himself, at chatterbox. now though it’s clear he’d love a singing partner, he’d either make hopeful eye contact at you if you’re anywhere near karaoke (or even if you’re not) or...

he’d simply be singing his heart out himself, voice remarkably sweet and melodic. maybe a classic like this. ]

Well that's something interesting you've got there! Do you know how this thing works? [he's intrigued by this singing thing and he's had a bit to drink so more intrigued than he would be otherwise]

I do indeed~ [ he's a curious little brat and explored much of the ship in the days he's been here and the karaoke machine might as well have exploded to the top of his Most Interesting Devices list on the ship. ] It's a miraculous little machine that plays music and displays lyrics for you to sing along to. Many of these songs were unfamiliar to me but I do believe I've learned quite a few now...

Would you like to sing with me together? [ beaming, hopeful look goes here...! ]

That's ingenious! I'd love to. [he's not a great singer but he's also tipsy so who cares?]

Dealer's choice.

[ how about something cheerful and maybe newbie-friendly... ]

This one, then! [ a bouncy, synthy little number. he selects the choice, then offers the other mic to stede in the palm of his hand. ]

[Stede is very drunk at this point but is feeling no pain and is swaying slightly on the spot as he grabs the microphone]

Alright, listen up you wannabes. I'm going to show you how it's done with style. This one goes out to a very very good friend of mine who needs more friends so you should go say hello to him and be nice or passive aggression won't save you.

[but he's grinning, probably because of the booze]

Anyway, let's get this show on the road, just gotta find the bloody button.

[he squints until he finds it. And then after a few attempts stabs play and begins to sing. His voice is weak but serviceable and he's near the key but enthusiasm makes up for lack of skill. So much enthusiasm he might sing it again. And again. Until someone stops him.

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[Ed is not here. He's turning around and walking away, disappearing into the woodwork, or whatever the walls are made of, hiding under a table, under a rock, jumping into the ocean. Kill him. Kill him now.

It's not the song that embarrasses him, nor the fact that Stede is a horrible singer. It's the fact that he did the whole dedication thing and Ed is just gonna sink into the floor now. Unfortunately this probably makes it EXTREMELY noticeable who Stede is referring to.

Having friend (singular) is the worst.]

[ Mizuki meanders through the game sections pretty much the moment Gummy tries to mingle on her own. He lets her know he'll be nearby, of course, and gesture in the general vicinity he'll be. Video games is a little harder to get away with, and really he can just pull out his switch to start playing something in the corner if he really wanted to be anti-social.

He eventually stops at the karaoke machine at the end, gently touching the mic with a somewhat sullen expression momentarily........

And then Jinx's sudden loud music startles him enough to shake him from his brief trance, and he laughs a little at himself and steps away from it fully. He's not sad. This is a party. Look at that sunshine smile. ]

[ guess who is also 1000% not sad and having an awesome time at the party!! it's illegal to be sad when he's busy learning every single song on the karaoke machine's playlist and right now he's deep in the chorus of a prince classic, because 1) who doesn't love prince?! and 2) this kind of low, drawling singing style really is intriguing to him when he would more often sing light and sweet. it's a sound he's kind of fascinated by though he does sing in a higher key anyway.

and then he catches a glimpse of pale hair out the corner of his eye and--

ah, it's mizuki.

the cocktail that pluma made him is on a counter nearby; he's suddenly very aware that he should... give it to him. talk to him. do something, and yet, awfully enough, the very first temptation he has is to fly and leave. why is he like this? but even before that, before he could second-guess himself, ]

Mizuki-- [ his name might be drowned out by the music, but it leaves his mouth before he could stop himself. ]

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[ While Mizuki might not have the keen hearing of Perros or Felines, it’s still a little above average. Which, at a loud party like this, makes it very A Lot(tm) to be here. He’s already a bit jumpy from sensory overload, so, of course, he bristles a little at the sound of his name. Eyes dart around, trying to pick out a voice in the madness. Honestly, he almost expects it to be Gummy… but he’s just as relieved to see Venti.

He opens his mouth to greet him in turn, the usual sunshine cheer on his face. And then there’s hesitation. And then confusion. And then worry. Essentially, Mizuki’s emotions are the world’s wildest rollercoaster right now. Did… he want to talk to Mizuki? But. Mizuki hadn’t even delivered his letter yet. Right? Wait, Venti didn’t just find it, right? Mizuki frantically pats himself down to make sure the letter was still on him, heaving a sigh of relief when it still lie in his pocket. Geez… okay. You got this, Mizuki. Do what you do best! Pretend like nothing is wrong.

So, sugar, spice, and everything nice manifests once again on his features, and he waves at Venti. ]

Hey. [ He annunciates the best he can, so Venti might vaguely put together what he’s saying if he can’t hear. ] Didn’t mean to interrupt you.

[ well the very last time he'd seen him he'd been glitching with camouflage, bristling with tension and... frustration, or maybe even as close to fury as he'd ever seen, other than against jenny. but against jenny was one thing, instead those accusations were turned towards venti.

which, probably totally rightfully so. he doesn't actually care that much, rightful or not. he doesn't actually care that much about being yelled at, certainly so many bartenders and tavern-owners and whoever else have done so but...

maybe he does care and he doesn't want to think about it. for now he simply stares at the light smile on mizuki's face, then mirrors it with one of his own. ]

Fancy seeing you here~ [ totally. casual. he returns the wave, it's actually so easy to beckon mizuki in an invite. ] Look, I've figured out this machine all by myself! [ be proud of him! he's not old!!... well he is, but still. ] It's probably my favorite I've used here on this ship.

Want to sing with me? [ that hopeful offer, without a single thought. ]

[ He draws closer immediately. Whatever frustration that made him put a violent distance between the two of them either Mizuki swallowed and ignored, or somehow passed. Mizuki himself wouldn't be able to tell you which, but he hopes desperately that it's the latter. He doesn't want to be that angry again. ]

Ah, is it...? I figured a party might be able to help Gummy relax. [ He turns to point to her, but realizes he doesn't actually know where she went, so it takes him a moment to eventually point out the little blonde bear in the bar. ] She doesn't know a lot of people on board, so... I thought this would be a good opportunity to do so.

[ And then he goes talking about the karaoke machine. There's a slight laugh when he mentions being able to figure it out, like it's some kind of accomplishment (though, truly, he is proud...!), but it swiftly turns to horrified shock when he asks to sing together. He knows there's a lot of noise and it probably wouldn't have mattered at all, but he's still not comfortable with singing. Especially in front of a crowd. ]

I-I can't... [ He gives a very obviously look out at everyone attending the party, and then back to Venti. ] I still can't sing, Venti.

[ he'd probably be up for meeting this gummy sometime maybe when he's in a more personable mood. which... he is even when drunk and maybe on questionable grounds with mizuki, but right now apparently it's time to try to bully him into a song, if he isn't quite going to bully him into drinks. ]

You can. Anyone can sing, promise! As long as you have a voice, you can surely sing. [ look, what crowd is there? everyone's busy having their own fun, this is a party. nobody's looking or paying attention--

all his attention is to mizuki now as he offers a hand. ]

It's an easy song, there aren't even any high notes or anything. It's almost rather spoken-word, actually. Just read the lyrics with me, would you?

KARAOKE.

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just...dying. someone save him

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