[Julienne Lémieux]

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"Phew..." Julienne had finally made it to the UAU dorms. She planned to find a way to get as many of her... 'friends' at UA in one place. By friends, she means those she wants to befriend. Like... Ylva or this new name Masao, which she just learned. Unfortunately, there wasn't really a way she could think of to get Ylva to just go out on her own so she had to outsource her plans. Instead she 'hired' two friends that she knew also knew Ylva: Kei and Jun. While those two handled getting Ylva invited, she took it upon herself to hunt down her roommate, Masao and extended the invitation to her in person. Granted, she did entirely invite a few other female students from UAU, she knew full well they wouldn't go knowing who else was included; something about 'death-enabled' whatever. Oh well, six would be a crowd. The invitation as simple; a girls' night out. UAU common room, bring two things you like and... just hang out, and get to know each other! Extra food is on Julienne!
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Slugging her way to the common room, she dropped several suitcases onto the ground next to a massive sofa. They were filled to the brim with borrowed costumes from her parents; she told them she wanted to try them out for potential hero costumes. It was in fact, a light lie, but she couldn't tell them that. Hopefully, the others would be willing to try a few on? On the table nearby, she placed down a few bags of food; pizza, chips, dip, various cheeses... baguettes. You know, everything anyone could ever want! Setting all of the food up on the table, she looked proud of herself for supplying so much for her future friends!

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[Masao Ando]

A girls night...

Masao would be lying if she said she wasn't a bit terrified. She had been to plenty of parties before, the recent yacht party came to mind, but in those she could always blend in with the rest of the crowd. To her understanding, girls night wasn't going to be quite as packed, and to make matters worse it was a social battlefield one of which she wasn't accustomed to. Ask her to pick up a weapon and train with you and she was in her element. Ask her to craft the finest sword and she would bring you nothing short of the best you had ever laid your eyes on.

But this? A girls night fully of girly things? She was hesitant to go at first, but maybe this was exactly the kind of event she needed to change and grow? She had been making choices out of desperation for too long. She knew that going into the hero industry as complete loner, without any connections, wasn't a winning strategy. She thought back to her recent conversation with Jun and after a quick talk with Misaki that was all she needed to make up her mind. She didn't know Julienne or Yaoyao, she barely even knew Jun, but that was all going to change tonight. She hadn't really spoken to Ylva since they punched each other in the Sports Festival arena, but she offered the brute to make her a weapon to further sweeten the deal of going to the girls night.

Walking into the common room with two items in hand, Masao handed one of them, a bottle of red wine to Julienne. ''Lémieux-san, thank you for the invitation, please accept this gift. I wasn't sure if you partake in the consumption of alcohol, but in the Ando family it is customary to gift the host a bottle of wine as thanks.'' She bowed her head formally. In her other hand she was holding a sheathed sword, ready to defend the party against any potential villains that might come to ambush them. Grabbing a drink for herself she went to take a seat on the couch. ''You certainly went all-out for the occasion... What is the occasion exactly?'' She looked around at the various briefcases as she took out her phone.

𝕐 + 𝕐, Julienne Lémieux, Takanashi Misaki. junsuina, Ylva Riis

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... "We are not drinking that!" A familiar redhead had made her way to the common room, a bag slung over her shoulder bulging with movies and anime, something she held dear to her. A DVD player would be under her other arm, and she had a baggy shirt and sweatpants on. She was here to relax, watch one of the many things she had seen a million times, and maybe share that love with everyone else. Speaking of, Yaoyao wouldn't be that far away from her; being in close proximity to Kei upon receiving the invite, and seeing how the Queen of Darkness herself might benefit showing up to one of these (though Yaoyao was probably thinking of it in terms of the other way around). "We just had an event where everyone made poor decisions because of that, and regardless if it's a method for letting off steam in one way or another, it's a bad look! That's like the tree falling in the forest thing, it absolutely does make a noise even if no one is around to hear it! Physics aren't limited to one place, you know!" Masao Ando Julienne Lémieux 𝕐 + 𝕐 Ylva Riis Takanashi Misaki

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[Ylva Riis]

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The temptation to bail on this "girls' night" was very strong. Ever since the Sports Festival and spat Ylva had with her parents for the first time she had become a bit more adventurous when it came to socializing. This of course only applied to things off campus as she didn't really want to socialize with any of her peers. She hadn't really spoken to Masao since they punched each other in the Sports Festival arena, but when the nerd offered to make her a weapon to sweeten further the deal of going to the girls' night, she considered it...for a moment before outright refusing.
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Misaki, however, had a different tactic, and Ylva could see what she was doing by suggesting she was "afraid" of girls' night. Somehow, she knew how to push her buttons in a way that Ylva could respect, unlike Andy's shady bribe. Still, she was going to get that battle axe made since she knew Andy's whole 'honor' schtick wouldn't let her go back on her word. [break][break]

She would show up shortly after the other two, her now slightly longer hair tied up in a small ponytail and wearing a loose fitting t-shirt, black shorts and carrying a small bag. As she stepped into the room she frowned at the sight of the two most annoying red heads she knew. Making her presence known, she'd move forward and take a water bottle out of her bag and placed it down next to Jun mid-rant. "If you're that worried, just drink water, Kanjo." She'd then take out another water bottle, which clearly didn't contain water and the culprit behind that soon followed - a bottle of shochu. "If you're going to give a gift, make it a good one." She looked at Julienne for a moment as she seemed familiar, but ultimately, she couldn't quite place it. Taking a seat in the corner of the room, she'd pull out her phone and scroll through it. [break][break]

Girls Night.

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[Takanashi Misaki]

325 words Ylva Riis ,junsuina ,Masao Ando ,Julienne Lémieux ,𝕐 + 𝕐 Casual clothes

"I'm not late, am I?" Misaki asked as she walked in, lowering her sunglasses and looking over them to briefly make eye contact with everyone in the room. She was pleasantly surprised to see that both Ylva and Masao had shown up and even moreso that they weren't at each other's throats yet. Carefully schooling her impression so they didn't read anything from it she went to greet the host.

Misaki had went with street chic for her outfit today, pairing high rise slim fit jeans with a yellow blouse, light khaki hoodie and a dark gray jacket to tie things together. A belt-like choker to add a touch of roughness completed her outfit. The perfect blend of fancy enough to stun but casual enough to make sure she wasn't upstaging anyone.

"Nyahallo~ Julienne, long time no see. How have you been?" Reaching into her purse she pulled out a packet of candy skewers, the kind that didn't have any loose sugar on top and with sticks long enough that they were easily held without touching the food. The perfect snack to have while waiting for your nails to dry, in case they decided to do any of the typical activities. It was always a pain to get crumbs on those before they finished drying. "Here, my contribution." She added with a wink. 

Socialite that she was Misaki was trying to feel out the vibe in the room while she talked, more than ready to chat up whoever seemed interested not to mention bridge the gap with anyone who wasn't. The times where she got to unwind like this with friends were much too far and few in between if you asked her but alas, such was the life of an idol and actress. Success never came without a price but the balancing act was as fun as the journey in Misaki's opinion.

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[Julienne Lémieux]

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Just as she was setting up everything on the main table, Masao was the first to join her. "Ando-senpai!" Julienne piped up, practically skipping over to her. "So glad you could make it! What's..." she started questioning what Masao had brought, but as she did the large bottle was handed to her. Instincts took over, as she grabbed the bottle just as it was offered with a surprised expression. It was wine. She'd had non-alcoholic wine before, it was one of her parent's most beloved drinks from back home, although they often started acting a bit strange after having it. Perhaps it was just an old person thing, to drink grape drink and get all goofy. She'd bring it closer to her eyes, looking it up and down while slowly spinning it around in awe; it was definitely a differently styled bottle than the ones she was used to. This one had a bit more... pizazz to it! Masao explained that it was a simple customary gift to give such alcoholic beverages, which caused her to pause.
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Alcoholic? She hadn't... right, non-alcoholic. So this was the stuff her parents had those years back? "The occasion?" A follow-up question broke her train of thought. "Oh it's nothing really, just... you know! An excuse to make friends!" She smiled innocently, nodded, and turned to place the bottle of wine on the table with the rest of the 'feast' as a familiar voice erupted from the door. It was Jun, and by the sound of it she really did not like the fact that Ando-senpai brought alcohol to their little get together.
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"Jun! Gla-" She couldn't even finish the sentence as the girl was in a frenzy. Something about a tree falling; Obviously trees make noise when they fall silly, even if nobody is around to hear them. "B-but what does that have to do with..." Wine. Alcoholic wine. She needed to process that a bit longer, she thought. If she finished that sentence she would surely damage her reputation with Jun; As far as she was aware Jun was her closest friend at the school and she really didn't want to ruin that. Especially after they all helped her get...
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Speak of the devil, and the devil shall arrive; that was the adage right? Ylva, the cold one. No, seriously, that was even her quirk. Just remembering the way she dismissed her at the Sports Festival sent shivers down Julienne's spine, appearing almost immediately as Ylva looked her direction. She too, had a gift; seemingly to one up Ando-senpai. Shochu; a drink she'd heard about from her parents in passing, but not one she'd actively seen, let alone had. "I..." That same chill threatened to shiver her to her bones as the girl dismissed her presence once more before moving over to a corner of the room. "W-Well I suppose beverages are all there!" She'd giggle weakly, shooting glances over to the girl now in the corner.
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Just how to interact with someone so intimidating?
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Perhaps the answer just came along. Someone she completely was not expecting to show up, Misaki! A girl she met during the Sports Festival, just like Ylva, except she was a teammate; a friendly teammate at that! "No! Not late in the slightest! I was just getting everything set up!" She'd do a spin as she got just a bit closer to Misaki before going for a high-five. If accepted or not, she'd point to the table. "Mind placing it anywhere on there? I've gotta get other stuff set up!"
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Skipping back over to the table, she'd finish stacking the pizza boxes based on ingredients, as well as a long paper bag full of baguettes and various other snack-like foods. There was hardly any room for extra foot that others could bring, but if push came to shove... they did have other tables they could roll out, right? Like the boys common room's table. They wouldn't miss it for... twenty-four hours, right?
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"I think that's... almost everyone? I think Kei said he knew someone who'd like to join in too... I wonder who that is?" Placing a thumb on her chin, she'd look deep in thought before clapping her hands. "So, what say we wait a few minutes for any stragglers to arrive and uh... what do you guys do for fun? I absolutely love flying but you can't really do that outside of UAU..." She'd poke her fingers together shyly. She fully knew she isn't supposed to fly outside of UAU, but nothing ever stopped her from doing it when not being watched. There's just something about flying over the ocean before turning back to Tokyo that just got her blood pumping. Foreshadowing, maybe?
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"But other than that, I like goofing around with friends! Like Jun-senpai!" Her shy look turned into a happy smile. She didn't know if Jun even tolerated her shenanigans, but that didn't really matter to her.
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At this time she didn't have her glasses on, but she was fully ready to pop them out if she needed to read anything proper; the wine bottle was easy enough to read earlier, especially when you could put your eyes within several inches of it! As for the rest of her outfit, she clearly came here looking comfortable. A light blue front-pocketed hoodie covered a simple white shirt underneath with blue jeans and light blue shows were her choice of clothes. Definitely something someone would wear to be as comfy as possible.

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light glimmers in a flower, like jewels in a dreeam...
( a million miles away... come back, and stay )

Dread.

It hangs in the air. Crisp and heavy all at once, ozone and the weight of a dark, insidious fog pressing down on the heart, the chest, the lungs.

There's a shadow in the doorway. It looms, almost twice a normal person’s height, reaching all the way to the ceiling. It is- it’s shaped like a person, but also not - a great spectral figure, the suggestion of a shape that drifts like smoke in the air, weightless and immaterial, bleeding into wisps as its limbs sway, so deep a purple it looks almost black. A dozen long, slender arms emerge from it, rising at strange angles from its body, without reason, bleeding through its form and moving of their own accord, as if not attached by skin and bone at all.

Light doesn’t pierce its body at all. The shadows are too deep and dark, and its face is nothing but a pair of piercing, ominous slits of bone white in place of eyes.

Being beneath its gaze is like being a sparrow, flying beneath the eyes of a hawk. At any moment, it feels like the oxygen might be stolen like the air, like the shadows might spill outwards like a tide and swallow everything in its path, dragging it all screaming into the dark. Stand too close to it and you can feel your skin tighten, your hair raise, like standing in the pressurized aftermath of a lightning strike.

The figure is bowed over a petite, slender body, obscured mostly from sight by the hollow, harrowing dark. It lets out a noise — a fathomless, unsettling thing that echoes throughout the room, reverberating up the spine, enough to make a person want to flinch: a deep, grinding rattle, like dried bone vibrating across the top of a sheet of tin.

Dramatic...

Fun.

And then just like that, it’s gone. The shadows recede like they’ve been sucked inside the body they reveal, the lights cast illumination like normal again, and all that’s left is a short young woman, lavender curls and big brown eyes and freckles, holding a picnic basket half her size. She’s in a puffy jacket clearly too big for her, a big green scarf around her neck, but she smiles, trying her best to look friendly despite the display that just got put up.

She’s also a whopping five feet tall even. 4’11” if she hunches - which she is, just a bit, more out of nerves than anything, but—

“Um - hi. I’m… I’m Suzui Yanli, but… most just call me ‘Lili’. I’m sixt—no, uh, nineteen, now…? Years old. I’m Yaoyao’s… I’m with Yaoyao. It’s nice to meet you all. Face to face, that is, because - we’ve had classes together, just, you didn’t really know I was - or maybe you did hear her talking to a ‘Lili’, and that’s - well, that’s me, sort of, in that it was a different - but - yes. Hi. Sorry for - sorry. Anyway I — hi. I’m Lili, and… we brought food? If that’s okay?”

A beat. Lili meekly waves at - probably the only person who’ll surely recognize the name she introduced herself by, if not this body, specifically. “Hi Jun. You look pretty.” The motion nearly topples her (she’d had to take a hand off the basket to do it), if not for the spectral hands and the crackling of ozone that manifests to steady both girl and picnic basket alike.

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Almost as if on cue, Junsuina Kanjo showed up almost like a police officer ready to confiscate the wine bottle, or at least so it appeared. It was only then that Masao recalled the event she was talking about, the party at the yacht. Jun hadn't been on her case personally, but she did recall her telling others off for drinking. ''Technically, I did not suggest that the wine be consumed today. It is a gift for Lémieux-san and she can do whatever she wants with it, which implies she could save it for another day.'' It was pedantic, but she didn't want to risk being lumped in with uncontrollable drunks like Yoko or Freja just because she enjoyed a glass of wine every now and then.

''How unexpectedly reasonable of you, Riis-san.'' She teased, but she spoke too soon as her intention was not to put water out, but actually try to upstage her. Her expression didn't change, but Ylva's trick clearly got to her. ''Are you implying that a bottle of wine is an inferior gift? I do not trust the words coming from someone with such a predictably unrefined taste.'' Tension was already building between her and Ylva, but thankfully Misaki showed up the next moment. She offered her a silent wave and went back to browsing for decorative weapons on her phone while she thought about what Julienne said earlier. An excuse to make friends, huh. Maybe she was more of a hermit than she realized.

Looking up from her phone she looked at Misaki and Jun. ''I did not know you and Kanjo-san were familiar with Lémieux-san.'' And it was at this point she became acutely aware that she was the only support student present. ''Hada-san did?'' She looked over at Julienne, her thoughts drifting back to the yacht party. Kei was accompanied by a very angry woman who got up in Ylva's face and...

Uh oh.

Pushing that thought aside she answered Julienne's question confidently. ''Forging. Whether it is shaping metal into a weapon or tools, nothing is more productive than creating something with your hands. Although I suppose that would be hard seeing as we don't have a forge to work with.'' Her answer was predictably a workaholic one. Masao never really did anything strictly for fun and almost never took time off so she didn't know the first thing about it.

Suddenly she fell a chill travel down her spine. They were being watched. Dropping her phone on the couch, Masao stood up and spun around to face the shadowy mass, putting a hand on her sword, ready to draw it at a moment's notice. Had villains somehow found a way into campus? But how had they penetrated the UA's defenses? Despite the terrifying display, the villain appeared small in stature, maybe they had used that to their advantage to sneak inside? Her brain was working overtime to comprehend everything that was happening and trying to find conclusions as to how they had all gotten into this situation.

Then... Just like that, the shadows vanished, like waking up from a bad dream. Masao was so stunned that she had to blink her eyes a few times to make sure she wasn't seeing things. She had been ready to stare down Death and now there was a sweet young lady standing there in its place. ''I see.'' She smirked, her sword making a little shik! sound as she let go and let it slide fully back into the sheath. ''A pleasure to meet you, Suzui-san.'' Did she say she was with Yaoyao? Maybe Yaoyao was running late? In any case, she was surprised that Lili had shown up, but relieved that she wasn't going to throw hands with that brute, Ylva.

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Between Ylva's flippant attitude (plus gifting even more alcohol) and Masao's reasoning, Jun was pretty indignant. "Then I am in favor of both those bottles being locked up for the night, so that way no one is tempted to open them!" Jun was fuming, but regardless of how she felt she had to remind herself she was going to be working on getting along with everyone this evening. Moving over to the sofa, she pulled the bag off and set it down. "I would have invested in another two 80k armies that we could all paint, but the materials for all that were expensive. So I just brought a buncha ancient anime. Most of it's mecha, though...most of my library's at home." Jun took a deep breath, trying to stabilize herself. Ylva was there, so already this was going to be a lot of work. And the more Julie talked, she realized that Yaoyao might show up. Which was going to be a delicate balancing act, as while she might get along with Julie, she wasn't sure about the rest of the people present. And right on cue, the Queen of Darkness emerged. Despite the building tension and dread in the air, Jun couldn't help but roll her eyes, turning towards the figure. "Yaoyao, you can't just show up and start intimidating everyone aro- LILI!" It had been a long moment since Jun had spoken with Lili face to face, and while she was always willing to confide anything to Yaoyao Lili was like a little beacon of light in her life. Jun zipped over to Lili, and partly out of her own problems and partly out of respect to Lili she did not embrace her. She did, however, poke her cheek. "Are you cold? It looks like you're ready for a bliz-" She stopped, staring straight ahead at the compliment. "Lili, lying is so unbecoming of you! We both know that I'm not pretty..." She sighed, a sudden question coming into her head as she looked back at Julie. "What's with all the outfit, by the way? Did you somehow make a killer deal with a costume store somewhere?" Julienne Lémieux,Masao Ando,junsuina,Ylva Riis,Takanashi Misaki,𝕐 + 𝕐,

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With a high degree of side-eye, she'd answer Masao, "It's standard to bring a gift. I'm not implying anything; I made it very clear." She leaned back in her chair, and with the promise being made by Masao to make her a weapon, she started scrolling through images of different styles of battleaxes for inspiration. She already had an idea in mind, but as much it pained her to admit it, she wasn't as skilled as Masao was when it came to creating. [break][break]

The rest of the girls' arrival was nothing unusual. Misaki came with her usual high energy and some gifts. Candy from Misaki was about as unexpected as Andy (and Jun) to be a buzzkill. Still, it was at least better than a cheap bottle of wine. Good for Misaki. [break][break]


The darkness that spilled into the room made her stop scrolling for a moment. Searching the area with her quirk, it was clear that whatever was behind it was indeed a person as they were shaped like one and moving within Ylva's extrasensory radius. She knew that Misaki would ask about it, so she spoke up before she had a chance. "It's just a person." then she'd switch to Masao. "We're on campus. Put the sword away, Andy." For someone so big she was awfully jumpy.[break][break]

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640 words Takanashi Misaki,Ylva Riis,junsuina,Masao Ando,𝕐 + 𝕐,Julienne Lémieux outfit & notes

"Great!" High fiving Julienne Misaki happily walked along with her. "Sure, I'll help out too!" Her eyes widened for a moment at the absolutely enormous amount of food present already. It was a good thing that today was her cheat day. She loved some cheese now and then and one of those pizza slices looked to have her name on it. With a bit of plausible deniability she could just pretend she was drawn into the story of Jun’s cartoons enough to have forgotten to watch her calories.

"My~, did you think you and Ylva were my only friends?" She teasingly answered Masao. "How sad, all these efforts to be friendly and not even my closest friends believe in me. Alas, poor Misaki, doomed to be unpopular forevermore." Misaki continued while tilting her head back and resting the back of her hand on her forehead. She feigned a sniffle or two before straightening again with a wink and explaining. "We met during the Sports Festival." Misaki had absolutely no intention of elaborating on how. That was a little factoid that didn’t need to reach Ylva’s ears.

"Me? Oh, I usually like to go for some karaoke or just hang out with friends. Hang out with, not hang on to, of course." She teased Julienne with a wink, not at all hinting at the disaster that was their team effort during the three-legged race.  

Something in Masao’s words resonated with her too. Clenching and unclenching her hand into a fist and back she could almost feel the thrum of a rhythm in her heart. To create something with her own hands, huh? That sounded nice.

Misaki was instantly on guard when the shadow appeared in the doorway, swallowing to lubricate their throat in preparation of using their quirk to fight. They couldn't see through it but they knew someone that might be able to tell through their quirk. Before they could even ask 'Ylva, danger?' her bestie already answered. Warmth blossomed in Misaki’s chest. Ah, how wonderful friendship was. Why they could just finish each other’s…

Right, that didn’t work with internal monologues. Or maybe it did. She wondered what Ylva was thinking right now.

Almost squinting at her appearance Misaki couldn't help but think that Suzui bore a striking resemblance to descriptions of ‘the ghost of the girl's dorms. She couldn't help but wonder if there was a correlation. Were they about to unveil one of UAU's famed 7 mysteries that totally existed before she just came up with the term to make it sound more dramatic?

"Nice to meet you face to face then, Lili. Can I call you that or would you prefer Suzui or Yanli?" Misaki asked with a warm smile. She couldn’t quite say for sure she knew who the woman was but in between the similarities between their quirks and her earlier words she was definitely tied intrinsically with YaoYao somehow. Jun knowing her and greeting her so warmly was definitely another point in favor of that theory. How interesting. What better place to clear up possible misunderstandings than a girl’s night out too? She wasn’t gonna make any assumptions when she had the chance to just ask. That would be dumb.

She squared away Jun’s self-image issues for later too. That she couldn’t let stand. Lack of self-confidence? In her vicinity? Nuh uh, not today! By the time this girl’s night ended she’d make sure Jun’s opinion of herself had improved. Misaki was sure she could find the time in between mediating her besties’ arguments. Practice made perfect and she was nothing if not diligent. Persistent too for that matter.

Oh, today was gonna be fun~

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light glimmers in a flower, like jewels in a dreeam...
( a million miles away... come back, and stay )

Lili, ah… feels a little bit faint.

She lowers her raised arms (picnic basket handed off to Yaoyao’s waiting hands) quickly, face aflush with embarrassment. Of course — She’d gotten so used to being cuddled by Jun, as an amorphous blob of lavender shadows and energy, that she’d completely forgotten to consider that Jun might not be nearly as comfortable with touching Lili now that she was… um… significantly more person shaped. She can only hope that no one else caught that blunder, or at least that if they did they won’t call attention to it… gods, she thinks she’d just about die.

You’re not gonna die.

Yaoyao’s amusement is warm. The way she brushes up against Lili’s thoughts is gentler than one might expect - it feels chiding, but also affectionate, and sort of like… a mother cat bumping her face against a kitten’s to soothe its mewling. Which is just all the more embarrassing, really, that such a thing is even necessary; that even at the age of nineteen, Lili still needs such a grounding presence just to keep from spinning out into a panic at the smallest, most normal, most mundane things.

You’re fine. And Juju’s right here, isn’t she? She‘ll take care of you. Try to relax.

Much, much easier said than done, but... Lili had promised she’d try. Just for one night.

“It’s not a lie,” she protests softly at Jun. “You're very pretty.” And, the energetic brown-haired girl that has a bit of a mischievous air about her (oh dear) - “Um, I like being called Lili, if that’s okay.” If she’s drifted to hide just a little bit behind Jun’s shoulder, then, well - nobody needs to make much notice of it, right?

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun couldn't help but laugh, a nervous one at that. "Please, no one but you and Yaoyao think that," she says, suddenly feeling the need to change the subject. "hey, how about you help me set up the player? I'll let you pick first movie!" Jun would start to head towards the TV, lightly pulling at Lili's jacket as she did seem a little shy around the others. It was here that Jun would be able to fire off rapid questions to better not broach this again. To Masao: "Why wine in the first place? It seems like a weird gift to me, especially if the other person doesn't drink. Cake would be good? Or candy? Especially if they're all homemade, but I can understand if that'd be hard if you don't know how to bake. Do you bake, or does forging take too much time away from that?" To Misaki: "Hi, have we met before? I don't think so, I might've heard your name somewhere before. I'm Jun, it's nice to meet you!" To Ylva: "Do you have a particular movie preference? Genre or title? I've got a whole stack of things here that I wouldn't mind watching again." To Julie: "Seriously, what's with the outfits?" And finally, to Lili: "So, have you been eating alright? Getting out more often? I hope you have, I imagine everything is different from your blobby form. As cute as it is, this look suits you!" This all her nervous energy running out, she clammed up as work began setting up the dvd player. Was she being too annoying? Julienne Lémieux,Masao Ando,junsuina,Ylva Riis,Takanashi Misaki,𝕐 + 𝕐,

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