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Lady's Night Out! Or in, technically.
♥ Who: Lup, Honerva, Pyra, and Era
♥ Where: A... new business!?
♥ When: Tail end of the winter holidays
♥ What: Lady sleepover party, time for drink and gossip
♥ Rating: probably at least PG
In the heart of the entertainment district, closest to where the majority of residents live, a new building has opened up- in theory, that is. There is a sign across that door that reads "opening soon", and the curtains are drawn across the window to hide its contents, but those passing by might catch a glimpse of things here and there. A stack of cups on a table, a spread of colourful fabric, a cat perched in the window, staring back. Hints of what's to come. Today, beneath the existing sign, hangs an extra: "closed for private party".
Attendees of said party will find the interior still very much a work-in-progress, but it has the signs of obvious progress. The business is set up as a cafe, the walls painted warm shades of browns and pinks, cat toys piled in the corner, synthetic trees and shelving along the walls for climbing and exploring. The central area is peppered with blankets and pillows all gathered in a pile, and beneath them a series of connected sofa cushions forming the "mattress". One table is set up as a work station of sorts, with paints and various construction supplies laid out, though for tonight it's mostly abandoned.
Another table is decorated with snacks and dishes, mostly finger food and sweets for easy eating; it all smells delightful, with varying recipes to indicate that the chef has been experimenting on which to choose. Many of them are decorated with animal motifs: cut-out cookies in mammal shapes, tarts with icing whiskers, cat-eared quiche. The coffee drinks too will have simple shapes drawn into the foam when ordered. The alcoholic drinks will probably not, but they're smooth and cold and are made for fun more than aesthetic, anyway. A variation of old-school or modern pop style music plays quietly from wall-mounted speakers, loud enough to be heard but not overwhelm. Two cats wander about the premises, introduced to the party-goers for those not in the know as Ditto and Kova. They're friendly, but be gentle!
Before things get going, Lup lays down a few ground rules:
1) respect the animals, and do not feed them!
2) respect the other people here and definitely feed them
3) if you make a mess tell her, that's what magic is for
4) have a good time, yes this is a rule
5) profit? maybe? you get paid for cuddles here, get drunk and go nuts
Let's go, girls! Time for some R&R fun.
♥ Where: A... new business!?
♥ When: Tail end of the winter holidays
♥ What: Lady sleepover party, time for drink and gossip
♥ Rating: probably at least PG
In the heart of the entertainment district, closest to where the majority of residents live, a new building has opened up- in theory, that is. There is a sign across that door that reads "opening soon", and the curtains are drawn across the window to hide its contents, but those passing by might catch a glimpse of things here and there. A stack of cups on a table, a spread of colourful fabric, a cat perched in the window, staring back. Hints of what's to come. Today, beneath the existing sign, hangs an extra: "closed for private party".
Attendees of said party will find the interior still very much a work-in-progress, but it has the signs of obvious progress. The business is set up as a cafe, the walls painted warm shades of browns and pinks, cat toys piled in the corner, synthetic trees and shelving along the walls for climbing and exploring. The central area is peppered with blankets and pillows all gathered in a pile, and beneath them a series of connected sofa cushions forming the "mattress". One table is set up as a work station of sorts, with paints and various construction supplies laid out, though for tonight it's mostly abandoned.
Another table is decorated with snacks and dishes, mostly finger food and sweets for easy eating; it all smells delightful, with varying recipes to indicate that the chef has been experimenting on which to choose. Many of them are decorated with animal motifs: cut-out cookies in mammal shapes, tarts with icing whiskers, cat-eared quiche. The coffee drinks too will have simple shapes drawn into the foam when ordered. The alcoholic drinks will probably not, but they're smooth and cold and are made for fun more than aesthetic, anyway. A variation of old-school or modern pop style music plays quietly from wall-mounted speakers, loud enough to be heard but not overwhelm. Two cats wander about the premises, introduced to the party-goers for those not in the know as Ditto and Kova. They're friendly, but be gentle!
Before things get going, Lup lays down a few ground rules:
1) respect the animals, and do not feed them!
2) respect the other people here and definitely feed them
3) if you make a mess tell her, that's what magic is for
4) have a good time, yes this is a rule
5) profit? maybe? you get paid for cuddles here, get drunk and go nuts
Let's go, girls! Time for some R&R fun.
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... For a race that does not seem to recall even their own bodies, they still rely on the majority of what they encounter. There has to be a better way of... teaching them accommodation strategies.
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....If they are attempting to rebuild their original forms, I wonder if they'll be making any changes. [ In her world, so many believe that sentient life had been created in their god's image. She wonders if that is the case here. ] Human-like or not.
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[ Esteem wears a wry, satisfied smirk, while Era shoots them a look equal parts betrayed and irritated. ]
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Gee, wonder who that could have been. Though that sounds to me like this party should have an encore later- in the form of a shopping trip.
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She doesn't need any clothes, however, and it would be a waste on her. Pyra takes another sip of her drink, smiling anyway as she merely enjoys the company of Honerva's shoulder. ] Mm, sound fun.
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[ She knows if Lup is involved, she's going along anyway. It's still more unusual to have the additional company, but at least sitting like this was not causing any discomfort. ]
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[ She flushes at the admittance, feeling silly for having been so frustrated over something so unimportant in the scheme of things. Esteem leans their weight against her shoulder in a gentle, reassuring shove. ]
«No one can fault you for that. And if they do, they're only worth their weight in steaming hot shite.»
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Well put, other Era! She thinks this, but does not contribute more than a pleased smile and a nod. Era should indeed have all the nice things. Everyone here should. ]
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[This gathering of aesthetics is quite nice, here, and she doesn't have to be drunk to recognize that.
And hey. Hey, that silence? Is not! Unnoticed! And after a moment's consideration, Lup scoots herself backwards, lifting Kova up out of the way to deposit him in her lap with Ditto. As she moves she ends up draped across Honerva, and drops her head on Pyra's leg, peering upside down at her, her long ears tilted curiously.]
Pyyyyyyyra. Pyra. My girl, my very rad fire girl. What's on your wish list for this place?
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... Be mindful that if your answer has to do with finding new information or our reason for being here, that is not quite what she is looking for.
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I... wish for those here to be safe and... happy. [ Especially after the awfulness of December. She shifts slightly. ] Including for all of you three.
[ Her answer is boring, plz move on. ]
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«You are allowed to wish for more. There is no limit on wishes — you can make as many as you want, and none will lessen the others.»
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[She finger-guns in Esteem's direction; nailed it.]
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Then, I pass, I pass! [ She says this with a good-natured wave of her hand as she laughs. ] Perhaps someone has a better answer.
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Although it is understandable if you are... unused to such a concept.
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I enjoy being able to fulfill the wishes of others. It... did not occur to me until recently that others may enjoy doing the same for me. [ Somewhat embarrassed, Era fidgets not with the small figurine she has been working on, but a spinner ring on her finger, etched with a skyline burned into her very soul. ]
I would like to one day be able to wish for a life I could have had, and not feel guilty for doing so.
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That’s very wonderful of you to say, Era.
[ Truly, that Era might be a little more selfish and have those wishes. ]
slides in here again :U
[ While proud of Era for admitting her thoughts, that doesn't mean she made her intent with doing so clear. This is what Esteem is for, luckily. Or unluckily, depending on who you ask. ]
«Have you considered that there are people who care for you who are upset by how little you care for yourself?» [ They pause, briefly. Then, pointedly: ] «Denying yourself does not change the past, nor does suffering in silence.»
[ Era startles at their final words, twisting her neck to shoot Esteem a horrified look of disbelief before her expression hardens. ]
Hold your tongue, Fray, or I will return it to the Abyss for you.
[ It seems that Era would fall into the category of 'unluckily'. Esteem seems pleased by the vitriol she sends their way. ]
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Well said! And there's no shame in it- I see no reason why one has to cancel out the other. Sometimes your selfish desires align with another's, and there's a lot of freedom in that. I don't think there's anything more important than being honest with yourself.
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Pyra's smile remains the same as before, only now bringing a hand to her chest, heartfelt. ]
You all are very wise. I agree completely, people should live life to their fullest and enjoy what they can.
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She remains silent for the moment, waiting on this. ]
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[ There is a small thud as Era slams Esteem's tail against the floor with her own. ]
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