W6 💤 BALLROOM (ANTI)BLITZ

[dropoffs]

[ hello. welcome to ballroom. we really appreciate you coming!! the doors are locked and the whole gang's here. "including baiken?" yeah! senior crew as well.

the current set-up of this ballroom seems to have been split off into three separate spaces.

the first space is the party space! it…weirdly looks like what you'd almost expect from a high school prom? it's fancy decor, beautiful decorations, and all of the food and drinks (alcoholic and non-alcoholic) you could ever want. somehow there's a purikura booth set up as well for some cute photo ops, and there are plenty of tables, chairs, and floor space for anyone who wants to dance or play party games with your friends. we have an hour, go nuts.

the second space is a little less intensive, decorated with beanbag chairs and couches. a large projection screen is on the wall to stream movies, and there are a few library books for your perusal, along with some board games. this is the zone for those looking for something a little more chill.

finally, there is a cute little glamping set-up (not entirely photo accurate) with mattresses, blankets, and pillows. you may have to share a bed with a friend, but it's better than the floor, right? stake your claim and get cozy. we're in for a long night. ]

Comments

[psynchroneyes]

Aaaand you can do that sitting down.

[solesuccess]

[ he makes a face and winces a little when pulling the burnt muscles. but he will have a seat on the floor next to her beanbag, leaning against it slightly. ]

Better?

[psynchroneyes]

Better. Seriously, don't push yourself.

[solesuccess]

I'm working on it. [ which is a start. now that he's sitting, he does blink both eyes open. the false one seems to be in right now and he's frowning a little as he blinks again. ] ...I'm just making sure things are okay. Everyone agreed to be here but that's still putting, like, thirty people in one locked room.

[psynchroneyes]

[ she does notice that, so first thing's first: ]

Try focusing on your hands, or—just anything close by that isn't moving a lot.

[solesuccess]

[ there's a low noise of agreement and he holds out his hands a little to stare at them, even if they're still shaking slightly. but everything's been healed better so it's not as bad. the eye slowly adjusts and allows him to focus. ]

...Yuri gave me an eyepatch earlier so I can at least trade on and off. But I should probably get used to this.

[psynchroneyes]

No, she's right. It screws with you a lot more than you'd think.

[solesuccess]

Yeah...depth perception is completely screwed up and has to recalibrate. [ he knows she knows this, but it's a base response of reporting his observations when he's figuring stuff out. ] I'll probably put the patch on before we fall asleep just to give it a chance to chill out again. But we have a little while for that.

[psynchroneyes]

I had no idea you were this bad at this chilling out thing...

[solesuccess]

What? [ like. yes, but also. ] I'm chilled out just fine.

[psynchroneyes]

Really, you should be sleeping right now.

[solesuccess]

Can't. [ it's quick and short, but. he pauses and seems to be thinking despite the fact he truly looks half-awake. ] We're about to sleep for, like, eight hours. I'll go then.

[psynchroneyes]

Stubborn...

[solesuccess]

And you would know, as someone also stubborn. [ he tilts his head back against th beanbag to look up at her though. ] Ever think it's because I also haven't really seen you all day and I want to while I'm awake?

[psynchroneyes]

Flattery will only get you so far, pal.

[solesuccess]

Like you need me to flatter you in the first place.

[psynchroneyes]

I don't need it, but it is nice...

[solesuccess]

[ staring at her with one eye. ]

Uh huh. There's a lot of things I could say to you right now in that case, but I won't.

[psynchroneyes]

No no no, you can keep going. Go on.

[solesuccess]

You can't have it both ways. Either I go to sleep or I spend the next, like, hour giving you compliments you seriously don't need.

[psynchroneyes]

It's not like you're going to sleep anyway!

[solesuccess]

[ baps her cheek with his less-burned hand. ]

Let's see...could start with how you look much better without my pillow attached to your face? [ that's flattering, right? ]

[psynchroneyes]

That... that is not a compliment.

[solesuccess]

[ :)? ]

It kinda counts. [ but okay, okay. ] Okay what about...you're the best thing I've seen today?