I have a dream that I want to fulfill with you...

[tsugomori]

[ Well, that was an extraordinary trial to have... it was certainly filled with many things that wouldn't be lost to the memory of most, even for weeks to come. Although, the return to "normalcy" could be something that wouldn't seem like it was wanted, it was better than the alternative to returning to anything at all.

With ease, Mikazuki find himself setting up the usual party in the usual place-- that would be the library of course. Notes have been slipped underneath the doors of others, or hung up on the walls to alert them of this post-trial "celebration" -- which was more like a get-together of some sorts now than a real party. ]


Please join us in the library again. Of course, food and drink will be provided.

- Mikazuki, Orihime, Hanyuu, & Estelle

[ The food and drink has been set out, what with there being tea, vichyssoise, cream puffs, and fish for everyone to enjoy. ]

Comments

[uncouthhatcher]

I wanna see what you've got on you anyway, Kiki, give me a good one.

[foundfate]

I told you!

[Yeah, here comes that punch.

Though tbh it's not much of a punch. He's not actually mad at Gold in a way that would make him punch anyone seriously, and he is a noodly boy with no muscles whatsoever. Weak, and no heart in that punch.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Yeah that's what he thought.]

You're such a wimp! [HE'S HOWLIN' WITH LAUGHTER] What the hell was that, Kiki?

[feistytrader]

...We need to teach him how to punch, too. Just like Sportacus.

[Sorry, Watanuki...]

[foundfate]

[What if he just grabbed Gold by the neck and started shaking him?

Comedically, of course. Because he's not literally trying to strangle Gold, as tempting as it is.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[-- HE'S BEING SHAKEN AND STRANGLED AND HE'S GOING TO BE SO DRAMATICALLY PLAYING ALONG, OH GOD HE'S DYING, SOMEONE SAAAVE HIM]

[feistytrader]

[...You know, if they're going to chill out on the bed, he should probably move all of this stuff onto the desk instead...

Silver's not interfering in the slightest. That's not half as bad as Crys' kicks.]

[foundfate]

[You do you, Silver.]

Kiki is a girl's name! If you're going to use a nickname instead of my real name, at least pick something cool!

[feistytrader]

...I mean, my first pick was April.

[So, uh.]

[uncouthhatcher]

Oh, that's a good one. April. I like it.

[So.]

[foundfate]

That's not a good choice either!

[This is exactly the kind of shit he was talking about with Varric earlier this week.]

[uncouthhatcher]

Fine, I got a name that'll suit ya. Wanna hear it?

[feistytrader]

[...Oh boy.]

[foundfate]

...I don't trust that look on your face.

[But he's listening.]

[uncouthhatcher]

Chuuni.

[suck it you mismatched moron]

[feistytrader]

...What's a chuuni, again?

[foundfate]

[He will wait to hear the explanation before strangling Gold again.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[oh boy]

Someone who's got mismatched eyes, a high sense of self-importance, and thinks they're something they're not, like a demon or whatever. Errand boy for a wish granter. And they usually claim to be way older than they are, like how April here's apparently 117 even if he doesn't remember it. Missin' memories are part of it too.

[... Watanuki is not a Chuuni but]

The most important part's the appearance though! He's definitely got the looks of one, I promise!

[foundfate]

[Oh that kind of Chuuni. Yeah he knows that kind.

And Gold just struck a raw nerve WHOOPS

If Gold wanted a real punch, he can definitely have one now.]

[feistytrader]

[Silver opens his mouth to say something, and it doesn't really come out quickly enough because Watanuki is actually about to throw down.

...He's gonna step in and try to pull Watanuki off of Gold. Easy, buddy, easy-]

[uncouthhatcher]

[See, the thing is, Gold wants to feel some pain, so he's gonna go right for Watanuki's fist -- not with his face, that shit's not cool, but a good slug elsewhere'll make him laugh in a strained manner.]

Not-- not bad, you nerd, looks like you've got spirit if nothin' else.

[foundfate]

[So Silver is the S and Gold is the M. Gotcha.

He really wants to punch Gold again, but Siler's got him, so.]

If you're going to say things like that, at least have the decency to not pretend to be my friend!

[He's been called a liar before, but it actually hurts this time. He didn't expect that.]

[uncouthhatcher]

-- What? Dude, what makes you think we ain't?

[unless-- oh, he's never had friends like them before?]

I'm just messin' with you, Kiki, you ain't the kinda person that lies. Silver's got a good nose for bullshit.

[feistytrader]

He doesn't mean it. Gold just takes his jokes too far.

[...But Gold did hit a nerve. How the hell does he diffuse this?]

That's why he can't get a girlfriend.

[Probably not like that.]

[foundfate]

[Well, there's one guy, but it's taken Watanuki several years and time in a murdergame to realize that particular guy is actually his friend.

He actually does stop there, though, and considers what they're both saying.]

Friends are supposed to be like that? All the time?

[Maybe that's why he's had so few friends, he always gets pissy when people poke fun at him. And maybe Silver was right the first time, and that lightening up is what Watanuki needs to do.

But then he just scowls at Silver for the girlfriend comment.]

I don't see you with a girlfriend.

[Friendship is hard, ok?]