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It has recently come to our attention that many of our guests have not been focusing on their health and wellness. In an effort to encourage healthy living and help our beloved guests get in shape, a grand sports festival will be held in the Golden Peacock. This sports festival will include many small games and four large games.
Prior to the festival, guests will have the opportunity to train and prepare for the games with our expert coaches.
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♦ DIAMONDS GAME ♦
OMEGADOME: HUNTING GAME
A cheerful pair of game managers stand outside the conservatory doors and block all guests that try to enter. They quickly explain that a special Diamonds game is taking place inside and only guests that agree to participate may enter. This game is a physical exercise that riffs on "Hunting", which is a popular sport in many different countries and civilizations. Of course, it is one hundred percent safe, and all guests that play are eligible to win massive chip prizes, store vouchers, fabulous prizes, and more.
Details about the game? Those can't be shared outside of the conservatory. Only the brave and those willing to risks will reap the benefits of this Diamonds game. So step right up, dear guests, and sign this waiver before stepping into the flourishing beauty of the conservatory for a brand new adventure.
♥ HEARTS GAME ♥
DOUBLES' THERMO: SURVIVAL GAME
Chickadees is sparing no expense on advertising their e-sport games over the course of the sports festival. Posters, notifications, stickers, fliers! Come one, come all. Sports don't need to be physical. Guests that duck into the arcade will find a variety of e-sport games to enjoy, but the real showstopper that every single employee is aggressively promoting is the new immersive VR game, DOUBLES' THERMO.
A large swath of egg-shaped pods have been installed in the back half of Chickadees. Any guest that shows an iota of interest will be assaulted by employees encouraging them to give it a try. They will offer vouchers for a free session, encourage with mentions of prizes that can be won from the arcade's coveted prize wall, and persuade by praising how high tech and immersive the experience is. Some employees are desperate enough to trick or push guests into the pods if they aren't willing to go in themselves.
However they've ended up inside the VR egg, guests will find themselves submerged in strange fluid as the lid closes. Everything fades away into darkness as the game loads...
♣ CLUBS GAME ♣
QUACK AND COVER: SHOOTING GAME
Cloaca & Dagger has temporarily outfitted itself as a neon-bright paintball course. Gone are the wild sex setups in exchange for series of obstacles and obstructions for guests to navigate while in pursuit of paintball championship. This high intensity game of strategy and physical fitness promises to exhilarate! Welcome to Quack and Cover, a game where your shooting skills and ingenuity will be put to the test.
So say the game managers at the door before following up with a few disclaimers. Cloaca & Dagger is not responsible for any physical or psychological trauma guests may incur while inside. Guests that join the game will then be outfitted in tight black underarmor and supplied with a paintball gun and protective mask before being let loose on the course.
♠ SPADES GAME ♠
PECKING ORDER: MMA GAME
During night hours, many long-standing guests make their way through Talon toward the gym’s creaky basement stairs. Three floors down and then through a desolate hallway with littered with abandoned equipment. Double doors wait at the end, unassuming until they’ve been opened…
Flashing lights, jeers, and the thick odor of sweat. You’ve found the Pecking Order, a late-night mixed martial arts event where guests show their prowess in the ring. Spectating guests shout and messily eat snacks on make-shift bleachers while fighters clash inches away, using only their bodies to fight for dominance and win. Pecking Order is very informal; guests only need to sign up in order to get added to the docket. Anyone can watch, though they will be vaguely warned at the door that even spectating comes with risks.
LOCKER ROOMS
YOU WASH MY BACK, I'LL WASH YOURS
Every training and game location has a door labeled LOCKER ROOM right outside the entrance. These doors all connect to the same massive locker room. The magic of these locker room doors goes one way. Trying to go back to the place you just were by backtracking will not work — you’ll just end up in Beak! All guests will be advised to finish their games before hitting the showers.
The Golden Peacock is proud to present our upgraded and extended locker room. Please come in and enjoy the facilities, catch-up with your teammates, and enjoy some healthy drinks provided by our favorite resort convenience store, Cock-a-doodle-doo’s!
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[There's relief that she isn't just brushing him off. She's taking his genuine concern with seriousness and Scott really appreciates it. Helps explaining this whole thing just a little easier.]
I try to be. [Something lighthearted briefly returns in his smile, small but still present.
He soon extends his right hand to her, maybe even offering her to grab, and there's a strange looking clubs symbol on the top of it. Seems almost innocent, something that a teen would just get a tattoo of just because, but that's not the case here. There are definitely other things to watch out for in the casino, but this feels the easiest to explain right now... not to mention it's unavoidable.]
I'm assuming you don't have a suit yet, but it'll happen at some point. It... can really influence your emotions, how you act around others.
[She hesitates only a moment, glancing up to meet his eyes for confirmation before taking his hand to look more closely at the tattoo. If he weren't explaining it, she might assume it was just something he liked -- or maybe a symbol for a gang? It's not like she knows anyone who has tattoos, after all! -- but instead it seems to be something else entirely. Tracing the outline with her thumb, she hums quietly again as if he's sharing something deeply personal, committing it to memory.]
Influence emotions how...? [she asks quietly, glancing up at him again without letting go of her loose hold on his hand. Her expression is hesitant and tentative, making it obvious that she isn't sure if it's something he's comfortable asking, but she's still willing to try nonetheless.]
[It may be hard to fully read Scott through those seemingly ever present sunglasses, but maybe it's the way that his mouth is turned upwards just slightly that makes him appear patient. He never thought he would be a patient sort of person, but it's honestly not hard being like this. Maybe it's from meeting the other mutants back home. Maybe it's even from being here.
Or Kotone is just that cute. Look, he has eyeballs.]
It differs for each person and there are different suits, representing the cards of a deck, but... [There's finally a pause this time, like he's thinking how to fully word this and also feel comfortable with what he wants to say. Scott doesn't want to talk about how he lost control of himself, but he needs to mention how strong those influences are.
It's important she's at least aware of this. Scott was thankful when he learned more about this from others.]
For me, thoughts that I normally would be able to push down come to the front of my mind. [...] It gets worse the longer you um.
[Okay, there's a hint of embarrassment that floats in his voice because uh. Saying it out loud to someone you just met? Definitely more difficult.] ...when you don't have sex.
[Don't worry Scott, you're not so bad to look at either! Though honestly it's more his behavior than any difficult-to-read expression on his face that makes Kotone want to trust him. Not that she's the most distrustful person out there -- she tends to think the best of most people she meets until they've proven otherwise -- but he's been nothing but kind to her. Her thumb presses gently into the back of the tattoo as she looks back up at him when he hesitates.
Her cheeks flush pink when he mentions sex, and she lets go of his hand. Oh... well, that makes sense, she guesses. It's not like she hadn't noticed the general attitudes of most of the staff and some of the guests, but it's still embarrassing to have it just stated plainly like that! Still... it could be worse. It's just forming social links with people again, isn't it? Just more intimately...
After a beat, she laughs, trying to banish the awkward atmosphere.] Well then, I guess that's easy for a cute boy like you, huh? [she teases, taking a step back and starting to skip ahead, still in the vague direction of the hut he'd mentioned.] I bet you've got lots of girlfriends.
[He really didn't realize it until now, how cold her hand actually was. The slight chill that was cooling his skin instantly leaves when she lets go, letting the VR's hot temperature start warming up his hand once more. Huh... what was that? There's a flicker of surprise that travels in his eyes, along with a twinge of concern for her, and it's a thought and feeling that he keeps close to the front of his mind.
He'll bring it up soon. It seems like a problem he should point out, right? If she's not feeling good... then he needs to do something about that. He can't just offer a coconut and call it a day. She may be laughing and look okay right now, but Scott also thought he was fine for a while until he just wasn't.
Then she's teasing him and Scott huffs, temporarily distracted.]
Oh, yeah. That's me. I have a line of girlfriends wanting to go out with me every single day. [No hiding the sarcasm in his voice. Guess he could pretend that he has a bunch of girlfriends, but that's never been his thing.]
And look who's talking, I bet you'll have a line of boys wanting to go out with you. [He teases back, and one can almost hear the eyeroll his his voice before his voice dips into something more cautionary.] ...But hey, I am serious about that. The suit getting worse over time.
[The sarcasm makes her laugh, because she'd half-meant it! He is pretty cute! But it's nice that he's still modest, too, and funny about it to boot. The grin she tosses him is genuinely amused, redoubling her laughter as he continues.]
Maybe! [Her eyes sparkle with amusement. Maybe there will be a lot of people, maybe there won't. She opens her mouth, maybe to make a joke about the two of them getting together, but oh- no, he's being more serious. She once again matches his tone, letting her smile fade into something smaller and more heartfelt.]
I'll remember that, [she promises softly, giving him a nod. She might not have a suit yet, but there's a weird feeling in the back of her mind, like she's absolutely certain that he's telling the truth -- and beyond that, she's already experienced it herself. That has to be impossible though, right?] Do you know how long it takes...?
[There's absolutely no way that she wasn't someone that had a lot of boys interested her back home. She's cute and really friendly, and... that's pretty much all boys need to be interested in a girl at first. What? He's just speaking as one of those said boys, even though he won't even try to ask her out. Him and popular never really mixed.]
Okay. [He returns, voice soft but accepting when she tells him that she'll remember. He's going to hold that to her now. Shit, does that mean he should check on her after this VR experience ends? ...Well, he was going to anyway, but he really wants to now. Just make sure that she's doing okay, even if the implication is basically asking her if she had sex lately. Wow. God. That place is so embarrassing.
Anyway. He breathes in, taking this all seriously because it really is. It's not just dumb teen sex talk. It's something that affects emotions and thoughts.]
Usually around a month before the effects fully hit. It gets worse as more weeks pass though.
[He is sweet, isn't he? Unconsciously, her hand goes to her as she mentally spins the loaded barrel of the revolver she imagines her Personas inhabit. Does one of them match Scott...?
Helel clicks into place. The Star, the Persona she'd awakened with Akihiko's help. A reliable guiding figure. Maybe that's him? It's hard to tell from a first meeting without Theo's help, so she leaves it be for now, shivering a little as she drops her hand. In spite of the island heat, she still feels cold deep inside.]
A month, huh? [she echoes thoughtfully. It's impossible not to think of the Shadows they'd fought every full moon. Seems like she's once again on a monthly timer, though if she's meant to spend that month training like she and her team had done in Tartarus...? Who knows.] Are you doing okay?
[Like yeah, they'd joked about the lines of girlfriends, but still. Doesn't hurt to ask! She knows as well as anyone that a joke and a smile can hide a problem.]
[There's that shiver again and okay, now he's certain that something is going on. His concern increases, because he doesn't feel cold at all despite wearing less than her. Something to do with her egg pod? Or something else? He really can't leave this alone now.
Scott just stalls for a couple seconds longer, surprised by her question because she's the newcomer and the one that's apparently cold in hot weather, and yet she's asking if he's okay? ...She's a really kind person, huh? Cute and more than just outwardly friendly and charming, but truly nice. He smiles a little, before nodding, although he starts taking a few steps closer to her.]
I'm okay, promise. [And he is, definitely better compared to his first couple of months.] But Kotone... are you cold? Did you want your jacket back? I noticed earlier that you've been shivering and even your fingers felt cold.
[Well, okay! She won't push it, then. If he says he's okay, then she'll trust him. They barely know each other anyway, so it's not like she can demand he tell her things. That doesn't mean she won't check on him herself though!
She hums at his question, her brows furrowing with thought. He'd noticed, huh? Maybe those sunglasses aren't as dark as she'd initially suspected!]
It comes and goes. Sometimes I just get this chill. [Her hand goes to her heart once again, as if she could somehow reach inside and find whatever was making her feel cold. A glance toward him, then she shrugs, clearly trying to brush it off.] You probably felt the same thing when you first woke up here, right?
[The heat from the beach still makes sweat prickle on the back of her neck, but somehow that doesn't do anything to eliminate the chill. Maybe it'll go away once she stops thinking about it!]
[She's placing her hand against her heart again and he wonders if it's just some sort of tick she has, or if the motion is something more significant? Interesting, but it's an inquiry that fades to the back of his mind, as he now stops in front of her. The sun is beating down on them, everything feels so warm to him, and so now that he's close enough, he offers a hand to her, as if suggesting Kotone to take it.]
I didn't, actually. I'm sweating standing out here. [It's why he's super worried.
There's something intensely focused about Scott now, easy summer boy with an open shirt replaced by something a little more leader like as his sunglasses set squarely on her eyes. He's swung her jacket over his shoulder now, wanting that out of the way as he does this.]
[It's a simple answer, her brows once again furrowed in confused thought. Yeah, she's still sweating, too -- the heat when she'd first gotten into the VR had been pretty oppressive! But now that they're under the cover of some trees, while she's still sweating, that deep chill is still frissoning its way up her spine.
There's something almost mesmerizing about that intense focus, and without even thinking about it, she offers him her hand. It shakes, just a little, as another shiver goes through her. She'd give him her hand even without all of that anyway, but if a boy looks at her that intensely, she's at least going to see what he's about!]
Not even when you first showed up at the casino, you mean?
[His warm fingers wrap around her shaking hand, as if offering his support already, before they gently curl around in a firm grip as he pulls her hand just a little closer to his chest. If he's warmer, then this makes the most sense, right? And she seems okay with it, so Scott will keep holding her hand within his, even if he can feel some of that coldness seep into his skin.
He doesn't mind. Maybe even kind of nice in this heat, but most importantly, he wants to help her. She's honestly like the first person he's been able to actually assist since getting here and it feels good. Important. He wants to do his best in that, despite the attitude he can sometimes have. It's not just because of being a good representation of mutants, but... just helping someone that needs it.
Maybe he finally gets what Professor Xavier is saying.]
...Is that any better? [Scott asks, tone gentle despite the engaged look he's still setting on her.] And well, uh, I woke up in a mortuary, so I might not be the best person to ask. Everything felt kind of cold at first.
[That was unpleasant like what the fuck. WHY DID HE GET THAT KIND OF GREETING??]
Oh... yeah. [It's very intimate, isn't it? Her cheeks stay colored that light pink as she lets him draw her hand in against his chest without protest. He's so warm, pleasantly so, not like the punishingly bright sun above. It at least stops her hand from shaking while it's in his, and she presses her palm flat against his bare chest.
Her lips part with some surprise when he says he woke up in a mortuary, though. There's a darkly funny humor to that, because isn't that where she should have woken up? Unless it's different for her because of the Seal so they didn't know what to do with her. Still, it begs the question,] Are you dead?
[It's a gentle, curious question as she tilts her head, pressing her fingertips against his chest as if she might somehow be able to feel his heartbeat (or lack thereof).]
[Those tremors are dying down, so that's an accomplishment, right? And she said that it's helping, so why not continue with this? Scott is very aware on some base level that this entire scene feels and looks pretty intimate, but guess he's gotten a little less shy about that sort of thing anyway. Well, sometimes. Depends. No one is watching them for one thing.
It helps when he's fully focused on another person and their well-being. It's like that area between being that leader he's supposed to be and also a regular teen because they are touching and holding hands and... he cocks a small smile at her.]
Pretty sure I'm not. Want to check?
[With the amount of times his heart thudded rapidly in his chest for one reason or another, he's pretty sure that he's alive and everything. Still, he figures to offer anyway, letting his hand guide hers to his heart so that she can feel its steady beat. It was tempting to lightly tease or joke about this place being absolute bullshit sometimes, but she asked that question so gently. Like she's actually worried that he's dead or something.
Is that even possible here? He never even considered that before.]
[She manages another laugh, tossing a grin up at him.]
How do you check that? [and yet, she still lets him guide her hand over his heart, flatting her palm and closing her eyes to feel the steady thump of a heartbeat. Her own heart is beating, so maybe it doesn't mean much, but if he's sure he's not dead, she's definitely not going to try to convince him that he is!
Then, with a spark of mischief in her eyes, she leans up and plants her other open, just as chilly, palm right against the side of his neck, hoping to startle him with the sudden coldness. It's not all bad, feeling like she's on the edge of a fever every now and again, if she can do things like this!]
[He reassures once more, watching the way her eyes slide shut like she's memorizing the rhythm of his heartbeat. Or is he reading way too much into that? Scott isn't sure, but her hand's still against his chest like she's taking him in, so he's fine to let this continue. Although her eyes are soon opening up with a certain spark in them and--
Scott startles as that sudden chill contrasts vastly with the warmth of his slightly sweaty neck, unable to stop the way his voice squeaks from the contact and the sheer difference between their two temperatures. T-that was definitely cold and mostly, unexpected!]
C-cold, holy shit! [So much for being the cool mentor type... but before she can pull her hand away entirely, he reaches with his free hand to the one on his neck so that he can continue to keep it there. She's still emitting some of that cold, but it's okay, really.]
...Didn't say I mind having a cooling pack out here.
[She bursts out laughing at that squeak in his voice, because it's kind of cute! In spite of how cool he was acting, it's good to know that her literally cold hands can still get to him. Grinning, she makes to draw her hand away only for him to hold it in place, which only makes her laugh more just from being startled.]
Oh yeah? [Still, she can't say she minds. The warmth of his hand against hers, the sweat on his skin, is such a reminder of life that she can't help but smile up at him. It definitely feels like she's unlocked some kind of social link. But also-] Gonna be kind of hard to look for shelter if I'm doing this, though.
[Like, unless he picks her up and carries her on his back, she can't hang onto his neck and head toward that hut he'd mentioned!]
[She's a troublemaker, isn't she? Yeah he sees it now, past all the perky smiles or maybe because of them. Scott has her captured now though!
His hand is still holding hers to his neck, hoping that she gets just a bit warmer from this. Is it really enough to denounce the chill that stems from her very being? A slightly disheartening thought and one that gets Scott's smile to fade, not enough to look upset, but he's still worried.]
Probably.
[He agrees, but Scott doesn't really do much but guide their hands from his neck. And with a brief questioning look towards her, as if asking permission, he lowers them to her chest-- to find her heartbeat in return. Even if her body is still cooler than his, they can still feel this, right?] ...We're both alive.
[Pot, kettle, Mr. Summers. Kotone tilts her head with a little curiosity when he pulls their hands away from his neck, giving him tacit permission with just that look and her complete lack of resistance. What she's not expecting is him to return the favor, bringing both of their hands to her heart. It somehow feels even more intimate than when he'd guided her to him, drawing a deeper pink flush to her cheeks and parting her lips with a soft,] Ah? [of surprise, followed quickly by a laugh. The touch of his hands against her heart does more to warm her insides than the blazing sun ever did.
He seems so confident in his answer that it's easy to believe him, even if she knows that's no guarantee. Then again, is anyone ever truly gone as long as someone remembers them...? Can one truly be dead if they're still seizing the chance to live, however briefly?
Much to ponder. For now, she has a cute boy with his hand on her heart, a flush on her cheeks and a smile on her lips.]
Are you flirting with me, Scott? [she teases, the warm sparkle in her eye hinting that she doesn't mind at all, actually.]
[It's always so difficult for Scott to tell if someone is blushing or not, his red lens blocking the way for him to fully appreciate their appearance and their reactions. Kind of frustrating and if he really wants to delve into it, upset with himself with his inability to fully control his powers, but that's far from his mind now. Because even if he can't see the way her cheeks turn pink, the clear trust she's giving him now is more than enough.
He keeps their hands together, one combined grip on her chest, the other on his. His smile small, but genuine, maybe even comforting. Feels like they're both alive to him, right?]
Didn't know that a pulse check was flirting to you. [He laughs, lightly teasing her as he keeps this position for just a few seconds longer.]
[She looks deliberately down at their joined hands, so close to her breasts, then quirks an eyebrow back at him.] You don't think so?
[She's teasing, too, but there is an element of truth to it, too. Isn't checking if someone is alive, isn't affirming that belief, one of the most important things someone can do for another person? Isn't wanting someone you've met to continuing clinging to life one of the most powerful emotions there is?
None of that gets voiced, though, as she just laughs and tries to extract her hand, taking a step back.] C'mon. We probably gotta do more stuff on the island, right?
[Although if their goal is an emotional connection... isn't this one?]
[There's a light covering up pink that crosses his cheeks when she points out how close his hand are to her breasts and look. LOOK!! He didn't actually think about touching her without permission-- and definitely not there! He just wanted to mimic the whole feeling on his chest and.
Yeah, he's blushing. It still doesn't make him move though, not until she takes a step back and he raises his now free hand to rub the back of his head. Okay, that got a little awkward!! But... at least she's still smiling at him, so it's clear she's not actually upset.
Scott will take it.]
We were on the way to the hut. Did you already forget? [He teases, but he soon cocks his head to the side.] I imagine that you suddenly didn't get warmer from all that, so maybe we can find something in there to start a fire. Maybe blankets if we're lucky.
[If anything, his blush only makes her laugh more. It's good to know that in spite of how charming he is, she can still fluster him when she needs to. Now that she's further away from him, though, the warmth from his hands is starting to fade away. Her skin still feels kind of warm from the sun, but inside feels cold, and she's sure she probably still feels cold to the touch, too. She'd felt it before the VR also, but it had gone away on its own, so... it's probably fine!]
I just thought we won the game already! [she calls back over her shoulder, clearly expecting him to keep following behind her as she starts walking again.] But a fire sounds like fun! Like a campfire, or a bonfire... maybe we can find something to roast, too!
[And just ignoring the idea of getting her blankets, because, like, she doesn't expect him to worry too much about her. She'll be alright, as long as they're both safe and comfortable.]
[Truly a menace. He sees that he can't let his guard down around her!! He'll have to be extra focused by smiling back and feeling like he's just teasing another teen out at the beach and feeling normal about all that. Yes, that's what not letting his guard down means. Feeling just a little more okay in this place, despite the odds. Or maybe it's what it wanted in the first place.
Nah, he ain't giving shit to the people in charge. They can suck his dick--]
Wouldn't there be some flashing lights or a victory noise if we won? You know. [He tries to mimic some sort of level complete noise to... some success. He's had his fair share of arcade games at this point and a good variety of them! Still, he catches up with her, until he's walking by her side.]
Hoping to find a giant boar running out in the wild here? What would you do to even fight it? [...He's mean and kind of wants to hear what she'd do.]
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I try to be. [Something lighthearted briefly returns in his smile, small but still present.
He soon extends his right hand to her, maybe even offering her to grab, and there's a strange looking clubs symbol on the top of it. Seems almost innocent, something that a teen would just get a tattoo of just because, but that's not the case here. There are definitely other things to watch out for in the casino, but this feels the easiest to explain right now... not to mention it's unavoidable.]
I'm assuming you don't have a suit yet, but it'll happen at some point. It... can really influence your emotions, how you act around others.
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Influence emotions how...? [she asks quietly, glancing up at him again without letting go of her loose hold on his hand. Her expression is hesitant and tentative, making it obvious that she isn't sure if it's something he's comfortable asking, but she's still willing to try nonetheless.]
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Or Kotone is just that cute. Look, he has eyeballs.]
It differs for each person and there are different suits, representing the cards of a deck, but... [There's finally a pause this time, like he's thinking how to fully word this and also feel comfortable with what he wants to say. Scott doesn't want to talk about how he lost control of himself, but he needs to mention how strong those influences are.
It's important she's at least aware of this. Scott was thankful when he learned more about this from others.]
For me, thoughts that I normally would be able to push down come to the front of my mind. [...] It gets worse the longer you um.
[Okay, there's a hint of embarrassment that floats in his voice because uh. Saying it out loud to someone you just met? Definitely more difficult.] ...when you don't have sex.
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Her cheeks flush pink when he mentions sex, and she lets go of his hand. Oh... well, that makes sense, she guesses. It's not like she hadn't noticed the general attitudes of most of the staff and some of the guests, but it's still embarrassing to have it just stated plainly like that! Still... it could be worse. It's just forming social links with people again, isn't it? Just more intimately...
After a beat, she laughs, trying to banish the awkward atmosphere.] Well then, I guess that's easy for a cute boy like you, huh? [she teases, taking a step back and starting to skip ahead, still in the vague direction of the hut he'd mentioned.] I bet you've got lots of girlfriends.
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He'll bring it up soon. It seems like a problem he should point out, right? If she's not feeling good... then he needs to do something about that. He can't just offer a coconut and call it a day. She may be laughing and look okay right now, but Scott also thought he was fine for a while until he just wasn't.
Then she's teasing him and Scott huffs, temporarily distracted.]
Oh, yeah. That's me. I have a line of girlfriends wanting to go out with me every single day. [No hiding the sarcasm in his voice. Guess he could pretend that he has a bunch of girlfriends, but that's never been his thing.]
And look who's talking, I bet you'll have a line of boys wanting to go out with you. [He teases back, and one can almost hear the eyeroll his his voice before his voice dips into something more cautionary.] ...But hey, I am serious about that. The suit getting worse over time.
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Maybe! [Her eyes sparkle with amusement. Maybe there will be a lot of people, maybe there won't. She opens her mouth, maybe to make a joke about the two of them getting together, but oh- no, he's being more serious. She once again matches his tone, letting her smile fade into something smaller and more heartfelt.]
I'll remember that, [she promises softly, giving him a nod. She might not have a suit yet, but there's a weird feeling in the back of her mind, like she's absolutely certain that he's telling the truth -- and beyond that, she's already experienced it herself. That has to be impossible though, right?] Do you know how long it takes...?
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Okay. [He returns, voice soft but accepting when she tells him that she'll remember. He's going to hold that to her now. Shit, does that mean he should check on her after this VR experience ends? ...Well, he was going to anyway, but he really wants to now. Just make sure that she's doing okay, even if the implication is basically asking her if she had sex lately. Wow. God. That place is so embarrassing.
Anyway. He breathes in, taking this all seriously because it really is. It's not just dumb teen sex talk. It's something that affects emotions and thoughts.]
Usually around a month before the effects fully hit. It gets worse as more weeks pass though.
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Helel clicks into place. The Star, the Persona she'd awakened with Akihiko's help. A reliable guiding figure. Maybe that's him? It's hard to tell from a first meeting without Theo's help, so she leaves it be for now, shivering a little as she drops her hand. In spite of the island heat, she still feels cold deep inside.]
A month, huh? [she echoes thoughtfully. It's impossible not to think of the Shadows they'd fought every full moon. Seems like she's once again on a monthly timer, though if she's meant to spend that month training like she and her team had done in Tartarus...? Who knows.] Are you doing okay?
[Like yeah, they'd joked about the lines of girlfriends, but still. Doesn't hurt to ask! She knows as well as anyone that a joke and a smile can hide a problem.]
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Scott just stalls for a couple seconds longer, surprised by her question because she's the newcomer and the one that's apparently cold in hot weather, and yet she's asking if he's okay? ...She's a really kind person, huh? Cute and more than just outwardly friendly and charming, but truly nice. He smiles a little, before nodding, although he starts taking a few steps closer to her.]
I'm okay, promise. [And he is, definitely better compared to his first couple of months.] But Kotone... are you cold? Did you want your jacket back? I noticed earlier that you've been shivering and even your fingers felt cold.
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[Well, okay! She won't push it, then. If he says he's okay, then she'll trust him. They barely know each other anyway, so it's not like she can demand he tell her things. That doesn't mean she won't check on him herself though!
She hums at his question, her brows furrowing with thought. He'd noticed, huh? Maybe those sunglasses aren't as dark as she'd initially suspected!]
It comes and goes. Sometimes I just get this chill. [Her hand goes to her heart once again, as if she could somehow reach inside and find whatever was making her feel cold. A glance toward him, then she shrugs, clearly trying to brush it off.] You probably felt the same thing when you first woke up here, right?
[The heat from the beach still makes sweat prickle on the back of her neck, but somehow that doesn't do anything to eliminate the chill. Maybe it'll go away once she stops thinking about it!]
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I didn't, actually. I'm sweating standing out here. [It's why he's super worried.
There's something intensely focused about Scott now, easy summer boy with an open shirt replaced by something a little more leader like as his sunglasses set squarely on her eyes. He's swung her jacket over his shoulder now, wanting that out of the way as he does this.]
Can I see? [Hold her hand, that is.]
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[It's a simple answer, her brows once again furrowed in confused thought. Yeah, she's still sweating, too -- the heat when she'd first gotten into the VR had been pretty oppressive! But now that they're under the cover of some trees, while she's still sweating, that deep chill is still frissoning its way up her spine.
There's something almost mesmerizing about that intense focus, and without even thinking about it, she offers him her hand. It shakes, just a little, as another shiver goes through her. She'd give him her hand even without all of that anyway, but if a boy looks at her that intensely, she's at least going to see what he's about!]
Not even when you first showed up at the casino, you mean?
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He doesn't mind. Maybe even kind of nice in this heat, but most importantly, he wants to help her. She's honestly like the first person he's been able to actually assist since getting here and it feels good. Important. He wants to do his best in that, despite the attitude he can sometimes have. It's not just because of being a good representation of mutants, but... just helping someone that needs it.
Maybe he finally gets what Professor Xavier is saying.]
...Is that any better? [Scott asks, tone gentle despite the engaged look he's still setting on her.] And well, uh, I woke up in a mortuary, so I might not be the best person to ask. Everything felt kind of cold at first.
[That was unpleasant like what the fuck. WHY DID HE GET THAT KIND OF GREETING??]
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Her lips part with some surprise when he says he woke up in a mortuary, though. There's a darkly funny humor to that, because isn't that where she should have woken up? Unless it's different for her because of the Seal so they didn't know what to do with her. Still, it begs the question,] Are you dead?
[It's a gentle, curious question as she tilts her head, pressing her fingertips against his chest as if she might somehow be able to feel his heartbeat (or lack thereof).]
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It helps when he's fully focused on another person and their well-being. It's like that area between being that leader he's supposed to be and also a regular teen because they are touching and holding hands and... he cocks a small smile at her.]
Pretty sure I'm not. Want to check?
[With the amount of times his heart thudded rapidly in his chest for one reason or another, he's pretty sure that he's alive and everything. Still, he figures to offer anyway, letting his hand guide hers to his heart so that she can feel its steady beat. It was tempting to lightly tease or joke about this place being absolute bullshit sometimes, but she asked that question so gently. Like she's actually worried that he's dead or something.
Is that even possible here? He never even considered that before.]
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How do you check that? [and yet, she still lets him guide her hand over his heart, flatting her palm and closing her eyes to feel the steady thump of a heartbeat. Her own heart is beating, so maybe it doesn't mean much, but if he's sure he's not dead, she's definitely not going to try to convince him that he is!
Then, with a spark of mischief in her eyes, she leans up and plants her other open, just as chilly, palm right against the side of his neck, hoping to startle him with the sudden coldness. It's not all bad, feeling like she's on the edge of a fever every now and again, if she can do things like this!]
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[He reassures once more, watching the way her eyes slide shut like she's memorizing the rhythm of his heartbeat. Or is he reading way too much into that? Scott isn't sure, but her hand's still against his chest like she's taking him in, so he's fine to let this continue. Although her eyes are soon opening up with a certain spark in them and--
Scott startles as that sudden chill contrasts vastly with the warmth of his slightly sweaty neck, unable to stop the way his voice squeaks from the contact and the sheer difference between their two temperatures. T-that was definitely cold and mostly, unexpected!]
C-cold, holy shit! [So much for being the cool mentor type... but before she can pull her hand away entirely, he reaches with his free hand to the one on his neck so that he can continue to keep it there. She's still emitting some of that cold, but it's okay, really.]
...Didn't say I mind having a cooling pack out here.
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Oh yeah? [Still, she can't say she minds. The warmth of his hand against hers, the sweat on his skin, is such a reminder of life that she can't help but smile up at him. It definitely feels like she's unlocked some kind of social link. But also-] Gonna be kind of hard to look for shelter if I'm doing this, though.
[Like, unless he picks her up and carries her on his back, she can't hang onto his neck and head toward that hut he'd mentioned!]
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His hand is still holding hers to his neck, hoping that she gets just a bit warmer from this. Is it really enough to denounce the chill that stems from her very being? A slightly disheartening thought and one that gets Scott's smile to fade, not enough to look upset, but he's still worried.]
Probably.
[He agrees, but Scott doesn't really do much but guide their hands from his neck. And with a brief questioning look towards her, as if asking permission, he lowers them to her chest-- to find her heartbeat in return. Even if her body is still cooler than his, they can still feel this, right?] ...We're both alive.
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He seems so confident in his answer that it's easy to believe him, even if she knows that's no guarantee. Then again, is anyone ever truly gone as long as someone remembers them...? Can one truly be dead if they're still seizing the chance to live, however briefly?
Much to ponder. For now, she has a cute boy with his hand on her heart, a flush on her cheeks and a smile on her lips.]
Are you flirting with me, Scott? [she teases, the warm sparkle in her eye hinting that she doesn't mind at all, actually.]
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He keeps their hands together, one combined grip on her chest, the other on his. His smile small, but genuine, maybe even comforting. Feels like they're both alive to him, right?]
Didn't know that a pulse check was flirting to you. [He laughs, lightly teasing her as he keeps this position for just a few seconds longer.]
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[She's teasing, too, but there is an element of truth to it, too. Isn't checking if someone is alive, isn't affirming that belief, one of the most important things someone can do for another person? Isn't wanting someone you've met to continuing clinging to life one of the most powerful emotions there is?
None of that gets voiced, though, as she just laughs and tries to extract her hand, taking a step back.] C'mon. We probably gotta do more stuff on the island, right?
[Although if their goal is an emotional connection... isn't this one?]
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[There's a light covering up pink that crosses his cheeks when she points out how close his hand are to her breasts and look. LOOK!! He didn't actually think about touching her without permission-- and definitely not there! He just wanted to mimic the whole feeling on his chest and.
Yeah, he's blushing. It still doesn't make him move though, not until she takes a step back and he raises his now free hand to rub the back of his head. Okay, that got a little awkward!! But... at least she's still smiling at him, so it's clear she's not actually upset.
Scott will take it.]
We were on the way to the hut. Did you already forget? [He teases, but he soon cocks his head to the side.] I imagine that you suddenly didn't get warmer from all that, so maybe we can find something in there to start a fire. Maybe blankets if we're lucky.
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I just thought we won the game already! [she calls back over her shoulder, clearly expecting him to keep following behind her as she starts walking again.] But a fire sounds like fun! Like a campfire, or a bonfire... maybe we can find something to roast, too!
[And just ignoring the idea of getting her blankets, because, like, she doesn't expect him to worry too much about her. She'll be alright, as long as they're both safe and comfortable.]
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Nah, he ain't giving shit to the people in charge. They can suck his dick--]
Wouldn't there be some flashing lights or a victory noise if we won? You know. [He tries to mimic some sort of level complete noise to... some success. He's had his fair share of arcade games at this point and a good variety of them! Still, he catches up with her, until he's walking by her side.]
Hoping to find a giant boar running out in the wild here? What would you do to even fight it? [...He's mean and kind of wants to hear what she'd do.]
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