week 4

[airlockedmods]

[Just like the previous week the status quo is restored with frighteningly quick efficiency. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets. Even the glass roses Choromatsu and Takumi broke after the trial in their fit of anger have been replaced with fresh ones. All signs that there was anything amiss this weekend are completely gone.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 3, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

No--wait, no, I have to back up. Uh... actually, no, that's not a bad place to start? Having sex with people you like is... that's fine. As long as everyone's happy, it's fun, right?

But romance... romance, that's... when there's someone you want to make feel special.

[theoverseen]

That's...not the same thing?

[misanthropicprinciple]

If you have the same feeling for everyone, doesn't that mean that feeling isn't special for any particular person?

[theoverseen]

But you said it's about someone you want to make feel special - that's kind of the point of, like, non-orgy sex, right?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yyyyes?

[Stop asking Junpei about sex, he doesn't know shit.]

But there are other ways to make people feel special, too. R-romantic ways. Lots of people would rather do some of those things first, before they get, uh, physical.

[He rubs the back of his neck, glances aside at the cameras, then swallows and bites the bullet. He feels sad just hearing Kip's questions, Jesus.]

I mean... I would. I'd rather know someone cared about me and... would stay by my side. With, with actions other than the horizontal tango. Before. Doing that.

[theoverseen]

[The worst part is that there's no "oh" of comprehension, just a look that implies it's still not quite landed yet.]

...

Is that how Yuuri makes you feel?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Hggh...

[He has to cover half his face before he can speak.]

I don't... know if I can... trust myself yet about that. But...

[He lowers his hand enough to peek at Kip over his fingers, furiously blushing cheeks still screened.]

With her... I know I could get there. She. She's something special.

[theoverseen]

That's... So cute!

I think you should tell her. At least that much, if you haven't already.

[I mean. Look at Takumi and Finn.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Naaagghh.

[Just. Flips the hood of his hoodie up and pulls it down over his face.]

She knows, okay? I wouldn't... I wouldn't've let her sleep with me if I--actual sleep! [fuCK] Not sex! Don't get the wrong idea!

[theoverseen]

[CUUUUUUUTE]

You're easy to get flustered, it's adorable!

[misanthropicprinciple]

[SOFTLY MUFFLES A SCREAM INTO HIS HANDS, which Junpei then smacks down on the bar and hisses, red-faced, at Kip:]

You can't tell anybody I said any of this. Rii-san is... is a nice girl, and I don't want other people looking at us a-and making her uncomfortable because of me.

[theoverseen]

[Kip mimes zipping his lips, and then leans in, crossing his arms on the table.]

You know, I think there's probably at least one person here who can do a human mating ceremony.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Absolutely not.

[theoverseen]

Give her a rose! Or dance with her!

[misanthropicprinciple]

Did you learn everything you know about humans from The Bachelor?

[theoverseen]

Hey, the dancing I learned from last season's premium features.

Do you not know how to dance?

[misanthropicprinciple]

If you're going to turn this into an attempt to teach me, then yes. I totally already know how to dance.

[theoverseen]

Oh, not me, I don't know how to dance! But I'd bet Arianna could teach you how to lead!

[misanthropicprinciple]

...

I'll think about asking her.

[theoverseen]

You definitely should. It would be cute.

Ooh! Maybe I could organize a dance party! That way you can't be nervous, everyone else will be dancing too.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Psht. I wouldn't get nervous over something like that.

[Who do you think he is? Dave Strider?]

...Maybe you should, though. I think... there are people who trust you, now.

[theoverseen]

You think so? I mean, I hope Queenie and Church trust me, you know, a little.

[misanthropicprinciple]

One would hope.

[Feelings or not, don't bang people you don't trust, boys and girls.]

[theoverseen]

[Dont let them bite the shit out of you that much, either.]

...but... you really think people trust me now?

[misanthropicprinciple]

More than they did, yeah.