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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.
We hope you are as excited as we are! And, as always, we hope you enjoy your stay. 】
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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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[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.]
Oh. Does it have to rank 10...? [Their social link, that is, before they're able to leave this place. Hmm, that could mean they'd be here for a while. Like, at least a few days? Pharos had been able to skip ranks, but Pharos had been really special. Nothing against Scott, but he doesn't seem like the Death arcana!
Anyway. No, she's not going to explain what she'd meant by "rank 10," that had been intended for her alone. She continues without missing a beat,] Get a big pointy stick and--
[She jumps, miming the same kind of slashing and slicing motion she'd use with her naginata. Never mind that she's never killed an animal and wouldn't know what to do with a freshly killed one.]
I thought maybe we could find like... a conbini, though.
[Rank 10...? Huh, is she someone that plays a lot of otome games? Guess he can see it. Maybe these games are popular among Japanese teenagers or something. That's going to be his assumption for the time being, Kotone 'Otome Enjoyer' Shiomi.]
Oh yeah, you'd definitely show a giant boar with that. [...He's definitely teasing her again. Scott isn't even going to ask where she's going to get a big pointy stick, just kind of amused as he watches her slash the air with a pretend stick. She's really not the type to run away, huh? Even if they probably should in normal circumstances. Like aren't big pigs kind of awful to deal with??
Luckily he has something that can deal with it no problem.]
Hm, conbini? [He looks at her with a questioning look, the word obviously flying above his head.] What's what?
How would you do it, then? [she demands, though it's with a laugh rather than any kind of heat. Listen, he'd asked! And without her Evoker, her Personas are literally just kind of along for the ride. If she'd been able to take one of the hockey sticks away from the sports area, then she'd be in better shape!
But oh, right. With a name like Scott, he's probably not Japanese, right? Wait, but he speaks Japanese. Did he never learn the word "conbini"...?]
Conbini! [she says again, as if that explains everything. But at least she adds,] You know, a convenience store. Beaches always have stuff like that.
[He sounds like he's just joking back and it may very well be easy to assume that he's not serious at all, because what lasers?? But there's a hint of something in his voice, despite his laugh, that there's something more to this than just a simple joke. However, it doesn't look like he's going to elaborate more on it yet, he has to keep some of his mysterious aura, right?
Girls like the mysterious guy in shades.
Even if he's smiling next to her, not even trying to hide his amusement or how much he's just enjoying her company already.]
I've never heard of that phrase being used before. [But more importantly...] You really think we'll find a convenience store here? Just selling us sunscreen, snacks, and really tacky touristy items?
["Lasers," huh? She laughs reflexively, but still glances toward him with evident curiosity. There had been something in his voice that piqued her interest -- could he really have some kind of cool laser hidden in the pocket of his swim trunks? Her eyes flick toward said trunks, checking to see if she can see any kind of laser pointer -- but no. Hmmm... alright then, keep your secrets.]
We use it in Japan! [she answers the second bit instead, continuing to skip along.] And yeah, why not? It's a computer world, right? So why wouldn't there be a convenience store? The place is supposed to be a resort, right?
[From the way she says "computer world," it seems like she doesn't entirely get the concept, but as with most things, is simply rolling with it.]
[Another teen from Japan... like he got that when she introduced herself to him, but he can't help but be reminded of it again. It's kind of funny that nearly all of his teen friends are Japanese and most of the adults that he knows aren't. Well, whatever. He's cool with it. Guess that's just how it goes sometimes.
Doesn't seem like an important thing to think about in the long run. He's far more interested in keeping pace with her, his strides longer so that he can follow along with her skipping.]
They also called this place a 'remote island.' If it's supposed to be realistic, I doubt it would have a convenience store on the other side of the trees here. Unless you're calling Japan a remote island. [He arches an eyebrow at her, but something about Scott seems amused still.]
Suddenly feeling worried about surviving here? [Or is she still feeling cold? She's doing a really good job hiding it if so...]
Well, Japan is an island. Technically my school was also on Tatsumi Port Island -- I had to take the monorail across the ocean to get to school every day.
[There's a certain wistful nostalgia in her voice when she speaks about the monorail, undercutting the bright cheer and drawing her smile away from her eyes. She doesn't miss her classes or anything, but she misses her friends and all the bonds she'd made there. She doesn't regret her decision at all, but it's okay to miss them, right?
But she still laughs, her smile brightening once again as she glances toward him.] Why would I be worried when I've got you and your lasers?
[He huffs, but he hears that subtle tone in her voice. A sense of longing? That's what it sounded like. Huh, imagine missing school that much, couldn't be him. Although, she's speaking about it in the past tense... did she graduate already? She looks around to be his age, but what does he know? It's definitely possible that he's just looking too much into it.
But he keeps the feeling in the back of his mind. Instead, he continues with their banter, Scott making an affirmative noise towards her question.]
That's right, you got nothing to worry about. Glad you're finally catching on. [No store necessary!] We're going to make it to the hut, crack this coconut, and gather more food later. Got our plan all sorted out.
[Although... he slows to a stop before holding his hand out to her.] So, wanna hold hands the rest of the way?
[She can't help but laugh when he lays out his plan. The simplest plans are usually the best ones, she's pretty sure, so no arguments from her! Though she's admittedly curious about what exactly he does plan to do for more food (not to mention his lasers!), she's willing to just put it in his hands.
The plan, that is, not the coconut. She's still holding onto it like the gift it was.]
Huh? [A blink, because why...? Does he want to hold her hand? Of course, she's already taking it, even as she makes that small noise of confusion, her chilled fingers finding warmth in his grip.] Oh, okay!
[The whole point is emotional connection, right? So yeah, why not!]
[100% teasing her now... but he curls his fingers around hers, especially since that cold is still seeping from her hand. She hasn't gotten better and she doesn't really seem to understand it herself. Not just a glitch or whatever from this video game, but something else that the casino placed on her. Maybe it's the similar to the double suits that he had initially? But that didn't happen until he was actually assigned one.
Maybe they're starting early with her. He just has to continue keeping track of this. Not just because of the emotional connection, but because he cares. Anyone would, that's something simple.
He smiles at her though, nodding before he resumes their walk back to the hut. They're almost there now, he can see it on the horizon.] ...Does this still feel better?
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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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Anyway. No, she's not going to explain what she'd meant by "rank 10," that had been intended for her alone. She continues without missing a beat,] Get a big pointy stick and--
[She jumps, miming the same kind of slashing and slicing motion she'd use with her naginata. Never mind that she's never killed an animal and wouldn't know what to do with a freshly killed one.]
I thought maybe we could find like... a conbini, though.
[Why... would there be a convenience store...]
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Oh yeah, you'd definitely show a giant boar with that. [...He's definitely teasing her again. Scott isn't even going to ask where she's going to get a big pointy stick, just kind of amused as he watches her slash the air with a pretend stick. She's really not the type to run away, huh? Even if they probably should in normal circumstances. Like aren't big pigs kind of awful to deal with??
Luckily he has something that can deal with it no problem.]
Hm, conbini? [He looks at her with a questioning look, the word obviously flying above his head.] What's what?
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But oh, right. With a name like Scott, he's probably not Japanese, right? Wait, but he speaks Japanese. Did he never learn the word "conbini"...?]
Conbini! [she says again, as if that explains everything. But at least she adds,] You know, a convenience store. Beaches always have stuff like that.
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[He sounds like he's just joking back and it may very well be easy to assume that he's not serious at all, because what lasers?? But there's a hint of something in his voice, despite his laugh, that there's something more to this than just a simple joke. However, it doesn't look like he's going to elaborate more on it yet, he has to keep some of his mysterious aura, right?
Girls like the mysterious guy in shades.
Even if he's smiling next to her, not even trying to hide his amusement or how much he's just enjoying her company already.]
I've never heard of that phrase being used before. [But more importantly...] You really think we'll find a convenience store here? Just selling us sunscreen, snacks, and really tacky touristy items?
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We use it in Japan! [she answers the second bit instead, continuing to skip along.] And yeah, why not? It's a computer world, right? So why wouldn't there be a convenience store? The place is supposed to be a resort, right?
[From the way she says "computer world," it seems like she doesn't entirely get the concept, but as with most things, is simply rolling with it.]
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Doesn't seem like an important thing to think about in the long run. He's far more interested in keeping pace with her, his strides longer so that he can follow along with her skipping.]
They also called this place a 'remote island.' If it's supposed to be realistic, I doubt it would have a convenience store on the other side of the trees here. Unless you're calling Japan a remote island. [He arches an eyebrow at her, but something about Scott seems amused still.]
Suddenly feeling worried about surviving here? [Or is she still feeling cold? She's doing a really good job hiding it if so...]
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Well, Japan is an island. Technically my school was also on Tatsumi Port Island -- I had to take the monorail across the ocean to get to school every day.
[There's a certain wistful nostalgia in her voice when she speaks about the monorail, undercutting the bright cheer and drawing her smile away from her eyes. She doesn't miss her classes or anything, but she misses her friends and all the bonds she'd made there. She doesn't regret her decision at all, but it's okay to miss them, right?
But she still laughs, her smile brightening once again as she glances toward him.] Why would I be worried when I've got you and your lasers?
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[He huffs, but he hears that subtle tone in her voice. A sense of longing? That's what it sounded like. Huh, imagine missing school that much, couldn't be him. Although, she's speaking about it in the past tense... did she graduate already? She looks around to be his age, but what does he know? It's definitely possible that he's just looking too much into it.
But he keeps the feeling in the back of his mind. Instead, he continues with their banter, Scott making an affirmative noise towards her question.]
That's right, you got nothing to worry about. Glad you're finally catching on. [No store necessary!] We're going to make it to the hut, crack this coconut, and gather more food later. Got our plan all sorted out.
[Although... he slows to a stop before holding his hand out to her.] So, wanna hold hands the rest of the way?
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The plan, that is, not the coconut. She's still holding onto it like the gift it was.]
Huh? [A blink, because why...? Does he want to hold her hand? Of course, she's already taking it, even as she makes that small noise of confusion, her chilled fingers finding warmth in his grip.] Oh, okay!
[The whole point is emotional connection, right? So yeah, why not!]
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[100% teasing her now... but he curls his fingers around hers, especially since that cold is still seeping from her hand. She hasn't gotten better and she doesn't really seem to understand it herself. Not just a glitch or whatever from this video game, but something else that the casino placed on her. Maybe it's the similar to the double suits that he had initially? But that didn't happen until he was actually assigned one.
Maybe they're starting early with her. He just has to continue keeping track of this. Not just because of the emotional connection, but because he cares. Anyone would, that's something simple.
He smiles at her though, nodding before he resumes their walk back to the hut. They're almost there now, he can see it on the horizon.] ...Does this still feel better?
[Holding hands like this.]
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