Week 2

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[Other than the reappearance of the Overseer, there's no real change in the routine. 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.

No other floors unlock, but Cece and Kip will still be appearing randomly to chit-chat.

All you know is... something has to change soon.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 1 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[goteachother]

[Queenie is, for her part, much too scandalized by the offered swimwear to actually use any of it. Still, it's warm enough in the pool area that she's left her dress hanging in the changing area and is, in fact, lounging by the pool in just her underwear. To be fair, it still covers a lot more than most of the bathing suits.

Just because she isn't willing to go baring it all in some of the scandalous swimwear doesn't mean she's above taking advantage of all the eye candy.

Which means, Rhys when you surface after one of those laps you might notice her failing miserable at being stealthy and trying to both duck back down behind the cookbook she's supposedly reading and staring over it to watch you, blushing furiously.]

[plugout]

[ Soak it in, Queenie. Even though he's a noodle, he's still got some muscle definition on him. It's not as much as probably most of the guys here, but it isn't bad. He doesn't really notice her until a few minutes later, and when he does, he raises a hand in greeting. ]

Hey, Queenie. You, uh-- having fun reading?

[goteachother]

[She nearly drops her book and squeaks. It's not loud but in the vast open room it echoes softly and she blushes brighter.]

I just thought-

That is-

Y-yes. I am. Thank you.

[She's been caught doing something horribly improper, her sister would kill her. Morgana's grace why are all these boys so handsome UGH]

[plugout]

[ it's just a little bit of man tiddy queenie, it's fine

Rhys actually looks a little worried? Huh. ]

Hey, you okay?

[goteachother]

[That awkward if you don't laugh you'll burst into flames from embarrassment thing is exactly how she's laughing right now.]

Fine! I'm fine... How far in the future are you from again?

[How many years does she have to wait before that (and she is ogling you pretty obviously, Rhys) is acceptable to wear in public.]

[plugout]

[ Wow, he's definitely worried. Is she not feeling well? Huh. ]

Depends on what time you come from.

[ Keep looking at him like that and he'll get an even bigger head, Queenie. He's already got a cocky grin in the works. ]

[goteachother]

1926... [Oh no, Rhys don't grin at her like that. That's a problem. She valiantly tries to look away, down at her book, up at the ceiling, somewhere, anywhere... and back down at his chest.]

[plugout]

[ Queenie, you may have created a monster. That grin is firmly in place. Dear god. ]

I'm way ahead of you. But, hey, at least you don't have a reeeeeally long time until these swimsuits come into fashion.

[ He figured it out! ]

[goteachother]

That so? [YOU HORRIBLE TEASE. She gives up, burying her face in her hands for a moment and shaking her head, frizzy curls flopping everywhere.]

Oh you are awful! [But she looks back up, blushing and grinning and nfdskjjkfsd still trying not to look but Mercy Lewis it's not like she's had a lot of opportunity to ogle handsome shirtless men.] Is that really something people wear?!?

[plugout]

[ Nice. Head = inflated. ]

Yep. It really is. And, get this--I'm about to blow your mind. [ STOP. ] Some guys? They wear stuff that's even more revealing.

[goteachother]

[Her eyes go wide and she bites her lip, looking far too excited for a fleeting moment before she catches herself and claps a hand over her mouth until she can get her expression under control.]

How's that even-

What!?

[plugout]

Yeah. I know, it's completely mind-blowing.

[ He nods sagely. How best to describe... ]

Okay, they look kind of like... watch my hands. [ And he traces in the air the shape of a Speedo. ] Some of them get reeeeeally small, too. Crazy, right?

[goteachother]

Like... like the bottom part of what they seem to think girls should wear? [A glance over to the changing room and those tiny stretchy swim suits. And then back to him.

And... yup down to his crotch. And back up, horrified and hiding her face in her hands again because THIS IS SO EMBARRASSINGLY FASCINATING. She did not just do that. OH NO.]

Mercy Lewis!!!

[plugout]

Yep.

[ Oh, he sees that, Queenie. Girl. ]

I'd say probably no one'd wear one here, but, uh...

[ ... yeah. ]

[goteachother]

[Rhys, you're killing her.]

I can't believe some of the girls have been wearing 'em if-

If one of the fellas...

[She just shakes her head. Scandalized doesn't even begin to cover it. Just because it's indecent doesn't mean she's completely against it though.]

[plugout]

[ He's still grinning. What a shithead. ]

Heh, well, you proooobably won't see me wearing them. They're a little, uh... too much for me.

[goteachother]

[It's okay. He's adorable anyway.]

Gosh I should hope not... none of 'em would actually- ya don't think?

[plugout]

[ Can he honestly say that he thinks no one would? ]

I don't know, I'm pretty sure Nishitani would.

[ No. He definitely cannot say that. ]

[goteachother]

[WELP she'd almost stopped blushing so hard her cheeks hurt. Of course he'd mention 'Tani. And now she's blushing scarlet all over again.]

I don- He- But- [She splutters for a moment, trying to find some sort of defense.

And eventually gives up.]

Mercy Lewis, he would wouldn't he.

[plugout]

[ gurl do you need to cast an aguamenti spell right about now ]

I'd be wayyyyyy more surprised if he wouldn't jump on that chance.

[ ... ]

And then we'd all have to see it.

[goteachother]

[She really does. That or she needs to suck it up and actually hop in the pool.]

Now that wouldn' be so bad would it?

[You guys don't get along but... don't be like that, Rhys.]

[plugout]

It's-- it's embarrassing. Thinking about-- that.

[ Shockingly, when Rhys thinks seriously about it, he's actually really embarrassed. What a prude. ]

[goteachother]

OH! Is it!?

[Okay this is not an embarrassed giggle, this is a triumphant laugh.]

Good golly gosh I hadn't noticed