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Newt Geiszler | Pacific Rim ([personal profile] groupiedrifter) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog2021-08-16 09:42 pm

MINGLE | The "Everyone's Tired and Hungry" Post-Mission Pizza Party

CHARACTERS: Everyone! A free-for-all general chill-out time, thrown haphazardly together by a mad scientist.
LOCATION: The Mess Hall
DATE: Sometime after the mission. Y'all know.
CONTENT: The Orb Crew tries to relax for a hot goddamn minute.
WARNINGS: Likely drinking or drunkenness, the usual party antics. Very mildly image heavy, NSFW for naughty threads, properly marked.

It seems the party has been properly set up for you all! But of course, there's an exuberant amount of 'Newton*' flair added to it, and people can find all sorts of random things — markers for drawing on the pizza boxes (which he distinctly requested, super important) cover the tables, and it's clear by the one designed like a Pikachu and a dinosaur that he's already began scribbling on them. He's also made... board games literally comprised of pizza boxes as well, including Chess and Connect Four, which is lovingly set up side-by-side on a table and done with intent to annoy.

They've got one deck of cards for games, no chips; you'll have to just make some of your own out of pizza box cardboard. The most grand of all creation appears to be a normal-sized Skeeball table, made of flimsy material, with oranges for balls. It may or may not last the night, but it sure works for now!

There's a very strong bottle of liquor from their last mission open for everyone, and, well, it will get you drunk quite fast if you're not careful. But it's also a Bring Your Own Beer situation; hope you guys asked Viv for some to plan for the party!

Lastly, there's classic bar rock playing from an iPhone rigged to a speaker that looks very very cobbled together, from loose bits and bobs from the lab's many boxes. If you go fiddle with that phone's playlist, you may be able to find a small collection of songs that aren't rock, but are likely from the 90's or early 2000's.

And yes, there is a couch with a sign on it, designated specifically for people who wish to nap. If they'd like. Don't be rude, let people lay down when they're sleepy. (Maybe Newton just put that there for him, honestly.) There are 50 pizzas total, which is practically a whole-ass pizza per person, so enjoy! (And thanks, Viv!)

Feel free to bring your own flair to the party, if you'd like.

These are just a few things for a m b i e n c e.

(*If you mention him, he will appear like a terrible omen.)




calmness: DO NOT USE (did not consider it ☁︎)

[personal profile] calmness 2021-08-22 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[which triggers a different emotion all together. the part of xichen that's an older sibling himself, drunk as he is, snaps into place.

concern returns, and though he's not sober, he is swaying less as he stands. he takes a deep breath.]
Do you need to sit, Lady Jiang? Or air that is--- [well, there's no fresh air on this vessel.] Fresher than this room? [he asks as he moves to help steady the now ailing young woman. with him swaying, it may not be the best of ideas but they manage not to fall.]
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[personal profile] soups 2021-08-22 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
being closer to lan xichen's orbit is actually more disorienting than she was previously, but it's not so bad that she actually does feel ill. it just cements how affected by alcohol he actually is.

Yes. Both would be nice. I don't know what's brought on the dizziness suddenly...

she trails off with a swallow, unsure how morally...wrong this is, to lie to the zewu jun. but it'll be for his own good.
calmness: (and worry ☁︎)

[personal profile] calmness 2021-08-22 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[xichen watches her for a moment and nods, carefully reaching for one of her elbows and remaining close.] Have you consumed anything this evening, Lady Jiang? From this party? It could be that?
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[personal profile] soups 2021-08-27 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
okay, they're now moving with purpose — this is good news. she makes her shoulders go a little more limp, legs stepping forward shakily.

Only a little, earlier. I've been just fine until now, so I'm not sure what's wrong suddenly.
calmness: (concern ☁︎)

[personal profile] calmness 2021-08-30 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[the worry only grows as xichen glances back at the food and beverages.] Perhaps the pizza?

[but that does not matter, really, in the grand scheme of things. the problem is that now he's supported her, he's forgotten what he was meant to be doing though it was equally important.

he glances down at where he's supporting her elbow, brows furrowed.]
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[personal profile] soups 2021-08-30 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
this is quite alright. anything that's not running around like a drunken fool is a win to jiang yanli. she's doing this for you, lan xichen. for your honor and image.

Yes— Did you eat any of it? It was so. a hand is to her mouth, eyes closed in 'pain'. I fear it has gotten the best of me. I must sit for a while.
calmness: (consideration ☁︎)

[personal profile] calmness 2021-09-05 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[later, when he is no longer drunk, lan xichen will appreciate this. a part of him right now is disappointed though.

he glances at lady jiang and then the pizza, frowning at it as if it's cause them offense.]
I did but not a whole slice. [he shakes his head, trying to steady his thoughts before the drift. he looks around the room, spots two seats not so close to the others. they're near the doorway, the closest thing to fresh air so he starts to guide her there.] This might be the best for now? Though the Sunlight Room may be better if you are in need of fresh air. [your plan is working, yanli. congratulations!]
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[personal profile] soups 2021-09-05 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
it's actually somewhat surprising to her that this is being pulled off — she's quite used to having to stifle real feelings, replace them with faux ones. but channeling it into trickery has never been something she's considered. at least it's all for the good of saving lan xichen embarrassment; she would hope someone would do the same for her if she were to become foolish out of turn.

Air...air would be greatly appreciated. the hand that is drifting near her mouth falls to the base of her throat, putting gentle pressure. jiang yanli's face scrunches slightly, and she sniffs the air. Can you smell that, Zewu-jun? The cheese a difficult swallow, as if the air itself is choking her in the air?