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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[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?

[doofyissues]

Oh! Wolfsbane, right? [She was kind of aggro last time they talked, but she doesn't seem like a bad person...]

I don't know if there's a special reason for it, but things like this can be fun, I guess...

[emberserker]

I suppose. I can't say whether or not I've had one before, but it hardly seems the usual sort of war room.

[doofyissues]

War room...? Is that what this is supposed to be...?

[emberserker]

Well, if we get any strategy done at this meeting. Overall, though, it would seem some if not all are more interested in all this bonding business. I'll admit it sounds fun, but...

[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!]

[doofyissues]

Hi... Braniac, right...?

[Braniac's energy is a bit overbearing, but she's been pretty consistently friendly, at least.]

[pride_of_amarcia]

Yup! At least for now.

Found anything interesting to read in the last couple days?

[doofyissues]

Oh, uh, not really... I've just been exploring, mostly...

[pride_of_amarcia]

Eh, that's not a bad thing, either! Knowing the scoot of the land could be a big help for our whole thing, after all.

[Scoot is probably not the right word, Pascal.]

[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.

[doofyissues]

[Iris thinks it's a little weird how nobody ELSE is nervous. What's not intimidating about being dead, having amnesia, AND having to interact with strangers face to face?]

Yeah... I just woke up pretty recently... [Her demeanor is a bit stiffer than usual, just on account of talking to An Adult.]

[schardynfreude]

[Clearly not just an Adult, but like, a Super Adult. At least according to some. And how much fun they poke at an age they don't even know he is!]

Ah...yes, it's quite disorienting. And we all seem so out of place, a few more than a baker's dozen in the midst of the dead that are still blissfully unaware. Surely some time together will help us feel...

[He falters a little for a proper way to put it. None of it seems quite right.]

Well. At the very least, it'll help us all feel a little less alone.

[doofyissues]

It's kinda... hard not to feel alone, I guess... Just because I can't remember any friends I used to have...

[True loneliness is not only having nobody, but remembering nobody you used to have.]

[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.

[doofyissues]

[What cute girl, is there one behind her somewhere or]

Thanks...

[So many conversations with strangers! Iris is getting a bit burnt out. The curse of being an introvert. She accepts the drink, not even really noticing what flavor it is.]

Um... I'm Iris...

[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?

[doofyissues]

Oh! Sorry, I'm okay.. it's just... kind of intimidating meeting so many new people...

[ As a professional introvert, Iris is about ready to go back to the hotel and pass out for a few hours. But, she soldiers on. ]

[phantasmagorial]

Yeah. [ Said with immense feeling. She gets you, Iris. ] I was hoping that with enough people around, it'd feel less like anyone was in the spotlight by themselves.

[ Whoops. ]

If you're really uncomfortable though, don't force yourself to stay.

[doofyissues]

No, it's okay... I want to try and make a few friends. It's tough, but being on my own right now would be even tougher...

[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?

[doofyissues]

[That at least gets an awkward chuckle out of Iris.]

Do you mean the party, or the whole... [You know.]

...either way, it's pretty weird.

[morelikeisabeast]

I meant the party.

[She's trying not to think about being dead.]

But...yeah all of it.

[doofyissues]

[Nod. That's the part that's easier to talk about.]

Since none of us have any memories, it's like a party where everyone here is the loner who showed up without knowing anyone else...

Oh, uh, I'm Iris. [The more she says it, the less wrong it sounds.]