open; THE GRAND PHANTOM HEIST

[wingstosee]

» WHO? Anyone and everyone!
» WHEN? 5/24, possibly going into the wee hours of the morning.
» WHERE? The bar, Deck 3.
» WHAT? Venus has a convoluted plot to get everyone into a room and drinking.
» WARNINGS? Hopefully, nothing past alcohol consumption and discussions/drinking games!


[ the announced day has come, and the hour draws ever closer. in mere hours, everyone on the station will come to know...

THE WRATH OF THE PHANTOM THIEF.
by which i mean, the station-wide drinking party venus has been wanting to throw since she got here. let's keep things friendly, everyone!


ooc: top-level prompts posted as headings below! feel free to post your own top-levels under the headings! ]

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[hopefragment]

[Whatever point she's hoping to materialize just... doesn't. Hajime tilts his head, waiting for her to elaborate, but just laughs softly when she doesn't.]

Alright, I'll remember you saying you don't remember. How's that?

[He's not planning to drink nearly enough to forget anything. For some reason, the concept of forgetting things makes him uncomfortable in a foreboding way he can't really explain.]

[bu773rfly]

That's good.

[And there we go, that's an honest-to-god smile that jumps onto Erika's face, despite the lingering haze of grouchiness. The contrast makes it look almost smug or sly.]

[hopefragment]

[Oh... she's smiling. Even if it's grouchy, even if it's a little bit smug, it's a smile nonetheless. And that makes him smile, enough that he can't help but remark,]

I like your smile.

[...He flushes and holds up both hands, trying to stave off any protest or, who knows, Ryuji swooping in to nonverbally threaten him for giving a girl a compliment.]

N-Not in a creepy way! Just, you should maybe... smile more often. It suits you.

[bu773rfly]

[How very lucky that she is too drunk to paper over her immediate response:

to flush and look away, silent, hoping that if she stays still and quiet and doesn't engage until the subject changes that that will be enough.]

[hopefragment]

[Oh... that kind of reaction is cute, too, but he has enough sense to hold his tongue this time. Instead he just laughs quietly, planting a hand on the ground and starting to push himself to his feet.]

C'mon, let's go find somewhere to sit that isn't the floor. I don't feel like doing laundry just yet, you know?

[He offers her a hand. Please let him help you up, friend.]