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Who: jasmines & visitors
When: day 35, night / day 36, morning
Where: jasmine

[ ayoooooooo we won how's all that and how are we all doing. how badly have we ruined our own lives with secrets. ]

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[ during various times you can find sparkles . . . in places. just, trails of it. on top of the fridge? sitting on the counter? on the floor? right outside your door?? during these times, this guy doesn't seem to be around or available, at least not to the human eye.

optionally, if you're not 80H, then you might find a certain pudding haired Servant in your bed. what is he doing??

catnapping, apparently. ]

[(un)helpfully for rp, he'll just... tuck him in if he finds him in his bed.]

[ that's okay. because helpfully for rp, he just sort of startles as soon as he's touched

up

staring

( o_o) ]

. . . You're back.

Yep, just had a cute date. Did you get some rest?

. . . Probably?

[...sits on the edge of the bed.]

Looked like you were napping to me. Are you the sort where naps are restful, or are you just even more tired?

What are you doing, sitting so far away. Want me to get off, do you need the space?

Hmmm...

[thinks about this for a moment

and then just bodily flops onto Cael sideways.]

[ woha

startled, but it seems he's not against the touch - there's only a brief moment of the initial startlementation before he wraps his arms around him ]

Uwah. Well, okay. . .

You asked!

[making himself comfortable right on Cael!]

I asked if you wanted me to get up!

[ with a little laugh ]

This is a no, right?

[Knock knock]

[Hello, he's been promised booze.]

[answering the door.]

Hey, long time no see.

Hi.

So I'm learned my life is crazy and I am all for booze right now.

Oh, geez. C'mon in.

[Stepping inside.]

Not that terrible. I mean. Someone got hurt. But he survived. That's terrible.

But I mean.

We blew up a 110 story skyscraper.

I jumped off the top of it.

I jumped off the top without anything like a parachute.

Wh-- over a hundred--?!

[no randy get your shit together]

Yeah, uh. Drinks. Drinks. Gimme a minute to ransack my own room.

Yeah. I'm apparently one hundred percent insane.

[Even if he didn't instigate a good chunk of that bullshit, WHY DID HE AGREE.]

Yes, good. [Will just wander in and look around???]

[Come very early morning 80H will be awake doing dinner prep during the evening or breakfast prep for the car the next day. You can catch her during her various states of progress.

It was Coral's turn to make breakfast.]

I suppose it is!

[ with a pause ]

I didn't feel tired in the first place, so there wasn't much difference.

[ eventually wandering out of randy's room, presumably around the time randy is randysacking it ]

Hey.

[ casually. what's up ]

[ walking out of a bedroom (*probably not his)

. . .

. . .

disappearing into sparkles. ]

[for FUCK'S SAKE

you are getting magical flypaper next time!!!]

At least eighty percent.

[Randy's stock of booze is, apparently, pretty extensive. He's taking a couple of trips to bring it out.]

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