sleepover sleepover SLEEPOVER

[phantasmagorial]

[ With the handful of new Executors awakening after the first batch, Rei's starting to get a little bit dithery. They're getting to be a big group now and while she's more than grateful for the help (and the company), she still finds herself worried about the group's cohesion. After all, Lion had admitted that he'd lashed out when he'd first awakened, Kingslayer and Pariah were at each other's throats and Iris wasn't even sure she wanted to be here at all.

Not that Rei could blame her.

But if they're going to be a team, then they at least need to be civil with each other. And getting in a bit of bonding before they have to go down and potentially double-die couldn't hurt.

So Rei borrows one of the hotel suites – a 'luxury' suite, according to the receptionist but to Rei's eyes, it just looks tacky as all get out. But it's big enough for the whole group and after spending an afternoon dragging in all the blankets she can find (and a few mattresses – thank god there aren't any other actual guests here to complain about her pillaging their rooms), Rei makes one final trip to the conbini to get... pretty much everything she can carry. Alcohol is right out (sorry, wine grandpa) but she brings back bulging bags of sodas, sweet drinks of all kinds and pretty much anything that looks made to be chugged. After that comes everything vaguely snack and candy-like in the store and a few things that might not actually be good to eat, and Rei feels confident in saying she's done.

She'd mentioned to a few of the others that she was having a bit of a get together that night, so all she can really do is wait for them to show up. She's in her pajamas, she's looked up sleepover games in the library and snacks, there's a TV mounted on the wall and she has... never held a sleepover before.

This is gonna turn out just fine. ]

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[emberserker]

[Wolfsbane isn't sure if she's ever been to one of these, but she must have, right? So she walks in, pretending she must know what she's doing, and sets down a bag of moose-flavoured chips on the nearest counter. Good etiquette to bring snacks, even if they're the sort she would probably not willingly eat.]

Good evening. I suppose you have things to discuss, then, if you've called us here?

[phantasmagorial]

Not exactly. I just thought that it might be a good idea for us all to spend some time together and get to know each other a bit more. We've been training hard but if we're going to be a team I think it could help for us to get along as friends, too.

[ Hopefully the whole amnesia business won't complicate this... TOO much. ]

[pioailurophobia]

As far as I can tell, they all just want a chance to "socialize," [Kingslayer makes actual airquotes,] or whatever. [Snorting, they cross their arms. Really, they don't have any time to waste on this bullshit. (They're not jealous, what do you mean they're jealous.)] I have no idea why I'm even here. We should be trying to figure out how to solve our monster problem and get our memories back, not... this.

[discutio]

[A gathering of sorts didn't seem like a terrible idea. Though he didn't exactly expect a strategic meeting by the sound of it, being a little more familiar with the others was a wise tactical move. Fate forbid they not be able to cooperate, after all.]

[So, of course Phoenix showed up--thankfully unaware of how tacky the room might or might not have been, adjusting his visor and listening for whoever else might have been present. He might have been easily mistaken for just sort of lurking, but that probably wasn't intentional.]

[emberserker]

[Wolfsbane has since been talked out of complaining too much about the party itself, so when she sighs in Phoenix's general direction, it's just followed up with...]

I suppose the most useful part of this exercise is figuring out who is and isn't on the same page. Given some of us don't seem to have heard of sleepover rituals... or hygiene. Ugh, I can't believe Brainiac decided coming in like that was a good idea.

[schardynfreude]

Phoenix. [To his credit, His Majesty is more...cautious about approaching this time. Makes his presence clear but keeps a respectable enough distance.] You seem a bit out of place, if you'll permit me to observe. I daresay you wouldn't be the only one.

Would you care for a drink?

[mementomoritz]

Hello, Miss Rei! [Medic is, as always, just happy to be here.]

[She also appears to be carrying... is that a stack of DVDs? Huh.]

I asked the librarians how people watched movies here and they showed me these, so I brought a bunch. I picked ones that looked fun! [...You might want to double-check those. Medic's definition of fun isn't exactly identical to everyone else's.]

[...I'm not saying there's a copy of Brutal Instinct in there, except that yes. I am. There is absolutely a copy of Brutal Instinct in there.]

[phantasmagorial]

I... I completely forgot to bring movies.

[ thank god for medic, a sentence no one has ever said before and may not say ever again. ]

There's so many of them! Which ones did you bring?

[pride_of_amarcia]

[Brainiac was up for this idea when she was told about it! Yay!

However, there may be a couple problems by the time she's shown up that someone may wish to step in on.
First, there was simply the fact that she didn't have pajamas. Or anything besides the clothes she'd shown up in.
Also, she hadn't bathed since becoming an Executor, because she hadn't used the hotel properly even once yet.
And all she'd brought with her was a couple books.

Clearly, an intervention might be called for.]

... Did I forget anything?

[emberserker]

The fact that you smell like a back alley. You do know there's a bathhouse in town, right? And showers?

[doofyissues]

[Iris wasn't sure about this. She didn't know if she belonged here, for various reasons - most prominent among them that all of these people are strangers. Then again, that's just the thing, isn't it? All of these people ARE strangers - not just to Iris, but to each other. Amnesia makes strangers of us all. It's a level social playing field.

So, she made herself come. The hard part was over, having committed to arriving for the event, but that left the even harder part of interacting with strangers. How do extroverts do it?

While puzzling over how to start a conversation, Iris sits in the corner, munching on some cookies she brought herself. She needs a minute.]

[emberserker]

At least it's a nice room. I've got to wonder, though, why a sleepover?

[pride_of_amarcia]

Oh, heya Iris! Good to see ya!

[Brainiac, possibly after being dragged to clean herself off by Anna, tromps up in... Exactly her normal outfit, except she at least remembered to take her boots off before stepping all over the nice carpet!]

[schardynfreude]

Good evening to you. [Goodness, she seems nervous. It's honestly kind of refreshing? Too many of these people either lack tact or just want to Cause Problems On Purpose, it seems. He offers up a smile, and a cup of soda.] You're newer, a bit, are you not? Lovely to see our numbers growing.

[seasharp]

[new girl spotted

Ariel's going to just wander over, holding two sodas. One for her, one for the new cute mystery girl.]

Here, want one? [She'll just hold out a drink.] They're really good, you should try it! I've got cherry, but there's other flavors too, if you want one.

[phantasmagorial]

[ In a show of Pale Haired Introvert Solidarity, Rei sidles over to Iris once the rest of the room's attention seems to have slid away a bit and starts off with an apologetic smile. ]

It ended up a little noisier than I was expecting... I guess I didn't think this through as much as I thought I had. [ Definitely an oops on her part. ] Are you, um... will you be okay here, though?

[morelikeisabeast]

[A sleepover with a bunch of people you don’t know is awkward, especially when most of them are older than you. Iris looked at least close to her age so she figured she should say hi.]

Hi. This is super weird, right?

[schardynfreude]

Oh, isn't this room charming.

[He definitely means it. No one has ever claimed wine grandpa has taste.

He seems a little...out of place. Sleepover is fine, just...well, as several people have pointed out to him already, he does seem a bit on the older side. And with so many nice young ladies, well, surely they would not want an older gentleman to do any sleeping around them. Not in the same room, surely!

Still, if all are invited, then arrive he shall. He doesn't...wear anything different or bring anything. Was he supposed to??? Seems like there are plenty of drinks and snacks, so...he'll do some partaking of those. Chat with those who don't object to him being here. Play games, if invited? It just...feels kind of weird to be here. Happy to be here, sure, just odd.]

[mementomoritz]

[Tilting her head curiously, examining the decor.]

I think red would be better, but the pink is nice, too! [Things Medic is figuring out about herself: her favorite color is red, apparently.]

I guess pink is kind of just light red, if you think about it. ["Pastel red", says a brief flicker in her mind, but it's gone before she can pin it down.] ...or maybe it isn't? I don't remember anything about color theory.

[crypddyd]

[It's a little bit after people start showing up that Lion arrives. Or reaches the door and awkwardly 'knocks' with his foot until someone opens it for him.

Once someone does it's clear he has two folded mattresses, one on each shoulder.]

I have the last two mattresses, Lady Rei!

[He hauls them to a corner so people can make more sleeping space. Once he's done he mingles around, and even sits to be a warm body for any games or makeovers anyone wants to do.

Oddly though, when it's time to sleep he... manifests the cape from his Executor uniform and just... curls up in it against a wall.]

[mementomoritz]

[How close is Lion watching his cape? Because if the answer is "not very", he may eventually discover that he's picked up a stowaway.]

[Medic's been running at her usual level of enthusiasm all evening, but even she has to crash sometime. Apparently, the draw of a fluffy cape was too much to resist, and she's somehow managed to stumble over and burrito herself up in a trailing end of it in her sleep.]

[Attempting to wake her just gets a sleepy mumble of "cozy..."]

[unnecessities]

[Espresso's grouchily hanging on the sidelines of the sleepover, watching people mingle. Should he...join them...? On one hand, that's literally why everyone was invited, but on the other hand...

...Well, if nothing else, there's canned coffee. He approaches the table and picks one up, pops it open, and takes a swig of it.]

.........

[It's not great. He isn't sure what he expected.]

Would anyone like this?

[He doesn't know whether or not this is the most disappointed he's ever been in his life but it sure feels that way.]

[schardynfreude]

Ah...that terrible, is it? [His Majesty gives a small smile/grimace.] I believe the flavors around here are...at times random and whimsical.

[phantasmagorial]

[ At some point during the evening when everyone seems to have filed in and settled down a bit, Rei speaks up just enough to be heard over the general group commotion. ]

Oh, um– excuse me! [ She is so obviously not used to addressing a group and it shows. God help her. ] I was just thinking, since we're all here, it could be a good time to talk about names, maybe? I know a lot of us might not remember our real names, but we definitely need to call each other something... or at least have something to call ourselves.

So maybe we could... I don't know. Brainstorm a bit? And see if we can come up with things we'd like to be called if the things we've remembered aren't such a good fit.

[ She's not saying "Pariah and Your Majesty" but She's Saying Pariah And Your Majesty ]

[emberserker]

Well, it's true some of us have more name-like names than others...

[pioailurophobia]

[Kingslayer hovers at the periphery of the party, lurking in the corners as they observe everybody else mingling and chatting.

They can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy.

What were they supposed to do? Sit down with the rest of the teenagers, get their nonexistent horns braided? Slouch over to the grumpy adults and commiserate about their situation?

Somehow, being the outsider feels achingly familiar. Almost comfortable.

So they stand, and they watch, and they wait, and they examine the soda can in their hands with extreme disgruntlement.]

...damnit, now that I'm actually thinking about it, I have no clue how to drink this thing.

[mementomoritz]

[You know what, Medic is here for this.]

What happens if you pour it into your helmet? Does it go anywhere?

[morelikeisabeast]

[When the Jock heard there was some kind of gathering of executors, she had imagined a bunch of old dudes sitting around a big table discussing important matters and having sophisticated drinks while the kids sat off to the side, expected to wait for all the decisions to be made. It didn’t sound fun at ALL, and she had almost decided not to come.

She had ultimately decided there would probably be something important talked about though so she GUESSED she should show up.

She slipped quietly into the room, expecting to see a bunch of grownups glowering at her, and instead saw a gosh darn slumber party.]

Oh thank god!

[pride_of_amarcia]

[By the time The Jock has arrived, Brainiac was finally convinced to get some basic blue pajamas and take a shower in the hotel room. Her hair is still wet as she waves toward the Jock.]

Not sure why you're thanking him for Rei's bright idea, but sure!

... Ah, we haven't met, have we?