Afterparty IV: The Isle of Repeaching Mistakes

[heroicact]

[Another week, and another series of disasters and deceptions leading to the verdict; this time the web is wider and deeper and darker, as they're all slowly ensnared, as the fine points each of them make up in this cloud of connections is pulled ever tighter. Is it a noose, tightening around their neck, or is it a string wrapped around their finger to pull them forward?

Here on Onigashima under cover of night, no one can perhaps tell, and ever fewer people are asking.

For the first time in a little while Jack's throwing himself wholeheartedly into gathering people -- he's not forcing anyone to be there, but he drops words and written directions and cajoles at the tree slide if he must, mostly to make sure the little get-together is actually staffed. The island itself is a chore to get to, but may be the lake around it can provide respite for those who enjoy the boats and can ignore the possible body (bodies?) floating down there.

Festival food and regular drink is a-plentiful, though so much of it is still so foreign to many of them (Jack is pretty sure most of it is good, but); it'll do, because they've also brought like half the bar with them? Or at least enough to supply the guests and their two bartenders. Marcus and Makoto are here to provide drink and drink with you, whichever comes first, and honestly who can blame them?

Otherwise, there are always the festival games and fashion, so perhaps that too is a good distraction. Just don't fall in the lake, y'all.]

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[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga, when Jack came by to invite him: I'll come if someone drives the boat which I still can't do myself,

Anyway, Suga is... here. He's mostly sipping fruit juice and keeping to himself - today hasn't been a good one for anyone, but definitely not any of the members of the sleepover. If he notices anyone looking at him he'll give them a tiny wave.

Later in the evening after someone's ferried him back to the other side, you can find him at the fountain, writing a letter.]

Fountain

[kowashi]

[ taps his shoulder ]

What're you writing, Suga?

[gemuinemanagement]

A letter to the dead
Since this is the first place we found their letters
I thought this would be a good place to send one if there's any way

fountain

[incompletely]

[ Well...he's going to go ahead and sit next to him at the fountain. He does not look great, but Suga's always looked out for him, so it's time to return the favor.

He sits next to him in silence for a moment, then: ]

...I'm sorry, Suga-san.

[gemuinemanagement]

[He shakes his head - and also goes to put the letter down behind his back.]

You didn't do anything to apologize for

party

[biqe]

[ Phil hasn't completely recovered from climbing all the stairs up to the top of the island, which is one reason he's just kind of standing next to one of the stalls and looking around while he catches his breath. He returns that wave when he sees it though, and after another moment, he makes his way over. ]

Are you doing all right?

[ideismo]

[Alexei is here a bit later in the evening; he's still refusing to drink anything, and likewise refusing to eat anything that anyone else makes. But for the time being he's present, at the very least, and he doesn't seem to be agitated like he usually is after these things; this time he's just at that game with the fish, not even collecting more to keep. Just catching and releasing them, catching and releasing them.]

If you want one, you're welcome to it.

[He doesn't even look up when he says it; seems he's noticed that someone is nearby, at any rate.]

[amortristis]

[ Morgan's content to watch Alexei for a bit, trying to figure out how it works before she takes one of the scooper things and tries it for herself. ]

You don't want to keep any of them?

[edamamepon]

You really do like this game, don't you?

[ Makoto takes a sip of his drink as joins him, gaze set on Alexei's fine work with the paper fishes. ]

[scythegun]

[Yeager didn't exactly intend to run across Alexei, and he doesn't really want to do the usual song and dance right now, but it looks like he's been noticed and he can't exactly walk away.]

Sure, milord, if you're willing to catch one for me~

[He approaches and hangs out nearby, watching the fish and falling quiet after that.]

[biqe]

Ah, that's...

[ He looks down at the paper fish swimming freely in the water. He still doesn't know if the magic that animates them actually gives them any sort of sentience, and it probably doesn't... but they look happy. ]

...Well, maybe one more. I've got a red one and a blue one in my room, so... a green one might be nice.

[heroicact]

Well, I wonder. I have no need of it, but...

[It's a day for ponderous silences; he doesn't finish the thought for a little while after that, too preoccupied with the same activity Alexei is doing -- Jack arrived somewhere in between one fish and the next, and is doing his level best to catch up, himself.

Catch, release. Catch, and release. Catch, catch, release.

Maybe he's just being discerning about coloring -- occasionally he puts the more brightly colored fish to a side, right next to the drink he carefully set on the ground when he arrived. He's not nearly as skilled as Alexei at this, though there's the tipsiness to account for when he outright misses fish entirely... But there's still a perhaps surprising amount of coordination to his movements all the same. Limber fingers aren't just good for the piano, but it also may be that he's practiced.]

Watching them is soothing, I think. If we set up a larger display in the lounge... maybe it will help.

[heroicact]

[Given his behavior last weekend it might be more expected for Jack to be properly drunk by the time the festival (if it can be called that, because what sort of festival is this) gets actually underway; but he seems to be pacing himself a little more this time, though it's still easy to see the flush on his cheeks.

He's spending more time just swirling his drink and picking up handfuls of the festival foods, inspecting them curiously. He still hasn't spent all that much time on Onigashima proper apart from that one day due to the travel distance, so this is still very novel. He's in a darker theme this week, continuing his more subdued colors but with a more striking masked addition slung askew over his head, so it's easy to see him coming.]

If you'd like to try some of these games... they all seem to be themed around these masks. I wonder why.

[Otherwise you can find him some time later curled up wherever there's seating and wherever the makeshift bar has been set up (probably one of the stalls, or two, however many are needed to get some real seating in). He's down most of a drink and looking like he's down a good deal of energy as well, as he's just got chin resting on hands and is watching a small flurry of paper fish swim serenely in a bag of water.]

festival foods?

[biyishuangfei]

[ Crash.

Huaisang had accidentally tripped into one of the stands, sending some stuff over. Luckily no food was ruined because it was a ring toss stand (so there went the rings people could toss), but he was flailing as he was over the counter somehow to the point where he was not quite on the ground but too far over to easily push himself back over.

And then he'll just lean the rest of the way and collapse into the spot where there should be someone directing the attraction (but there wasn't) in an undignified heap.

...after that, he'll poke his head up. The cause may be because he's wearing a mask he's not used to...of a boy, that was. Which he'll take off now, shaking his head. ]

H-hopefully no one saw that...

festival foods

[edamamepon]

[ Makoto blinks up at that mask, then takes in the whole aesthetic Jack is going for here. Jack is having way too much fun, he thinks, even if it always feels a little contagious. Still, at least this is something Makoto knows all about. ]

I'm pretty sure I can answer the why, or part of it. If you're interested, that is.

Do you... know what your mask is?

wildcard - animal cafe, as promised! (saturday)

[incompletely]

[ After everything that happened the other day, Tenn feels like heeds something more therapeutic. Something that'll help him take his mind off of everything, even if it's only for a few minutes. The animal cafe did not exist before this week, so he's now intending on taking full advantage of it to help him with his horrible moods. (He knows there'll probably be more to come, so he hopes the location's here to stay.)

He walks in, and -- Jack. There he is. Tenn approaches him, bending down to pick up one of the smaller dogs to carry her in his arms. ]

Jack-san. May I sit with you?

[reallyfishy]

[Raven's around for the afterparty! Vaguely. He's not exactly the chattiest. He makes an appearance at the food stalls to load up on takoyaki if anyone wants to catch him there, otherwise he can be found further on the edge of the island at the archery range.

He has his bow and arrows with him, and he's taking shots at the oni targets. His aim is very good, judging by the amount of headshots he's getting. In between shots, he'll stop to munch on his takoyaki, but otherwise he's just...shooting things, with a distant look on his face. This is apparently his new favorite place to take his mind off of things. Better than the bar, right?]

archery range

[scythegun]

[It takes awhile for Yeager to show up, but even when he does make his way out here, he's significantly less cheerful than usual. He pauses when he catches sight of Raven, debating between leaving or greeting him before finally he gives up and approaches.]

I suppose I should have expected to find you out here.

[After that trial? Yeah. Archery is Raven's thing, after all.]

archery range

[purefuries]

[ She's just.

Watching him practice.

Does he feel eyes on the back of his head? ]

[mirrite]

[Once again, Marcus has volunteered his bartending skills, if only because it allows him to feel like he's doing something useful. It's not much, certainly not compared to what he's used to doing at home, but it's a good source of distraction for the time being, and so he'll keep a (strained) smile on his face as he goes about pouring whatever is requested of him and making light conversation as he does so. Those who know him well, however, will be able to see that there's something dull and tired in his eyes despite his seeming outward good spirits...

Later on, he'll likely be forced into taking a break, and after eating a little bit, he'll disappear down to the shore of the lake, where he can be found just staring out at the water as if lost in thought.]

[biyishuangfei]

Marcus?

[ Huaisang will be moseying on over, seeming to spot the man as he was lost in thought and gazing upon the water. He'll come to a sudden stop so he was still a respectful distance, however. ]

What are you thinking about?

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga takes a seat next to Marcus on the shoreline. He doesn't write anything - if Marcus wants to talk, they can, and if not, that's fine too.]

[biqe]

[ Phil follows him down to the shore, though he falls further and further behind as they go. Given how rough those stairs are, this might have been a bad idea if he actually has any intention of returning to the party tonight, but he can worry about that later.

Marcus has probably been there for about three minutes already by the time Phil arrives, still a little out of breath even though the trip was entirely downhill. He comes over to stand close beside him, his steps lighter than they have been for much of this week — though that's been the case pretty much any time he's been here on this island. ]

Aside from simply being an island, it hardly has anything in common with Odanse... but I still think of it every time I look at the docks out here.

[ He sighs, crossing his arms as a cool breeze blows. ]

I know this is rich coming from me, but you should really try to get some rest tonight.

[heroicact]

Mm, you and Makoto are really going to be our professional bartenders, at this rate...

[Jack dips in and out of the... bar stalls? Whatever they've converted these festival stalls into -- they're convenient given that they've got even more food variety than the bar, so perhaps this being their new liquor-laden haunt for the time being isn't so bad.

The night air is refreshing at any rate, for those who are overindulging.

He's somewhere in between at this point: flushed from roaming and at least a few drinks but just on the edge between tipsy and properly drunk. It's enough to where he's staying here for the moment, head pillowed on his arms and contemplating the little bit at the bottom of his glass like an oracle.]

... I'm sorry. [...] We rely on you all too much, at times like these.

Lake

[kowashi]

[ Sorry Marcus, he's going to hear some splashing in the water... ]

Come back!

[ There's a stray peach floating in the lake (Koto dropped it) that she is trying to catch, knee deep in the water sans shoes and socks. And then she sees Marcus and looks like a deer caught in headlights. ]

... You on your own?