[open] who run the world

[psycholawgy]

Who: ALL THE SINGLE LADIES + any crashers! Anyone is welcome if they hear the noise or just want to join in! (Feel free to assume that someone invited them!)
When: 12/12 ICly.
Where: Athena and Ryuko's apartment.
What: Ryuko wanted to do more girly things, so Athena decides to invite every girl she knows to their place for sleepover.
Rating/Warning: Will update if needed.

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[ SLEEPOVER!!!!!!!!!

Athena has been excited for this for a few days now, and has been trying to get Ryuko to be as psyched as she is, but that sure didn't work.

Either way, a sleepover is happening at their place! There's five mattresses laid out on the living room floor (She's not sure how many are coming but she borrowed five from the gym, anyway), already set up with their own sheets. The pillows are stacked by the wall—there's really a lot of them—and some blankets by a small coffee table. The mattresses are pretty big that it could fit 3-4 people to sleep on them.

There's a projector sitting on the living room too, just in case people brought movies with them, conveniently facing the wall. (Probably just link the CereVice to it and it'll show whatever's playing on the CereVice, too.) OR IF YOU HAVE A KARAOKE APP...

Athena brought in some desserts from the cosplay cafe, so there's a lot of pastries. From three different kinds of cake (chocolate, strawberries and creme, and blueberry cheesecake); to red velvet cupcakes; to a buttload of macarons of all sorts of flavours; there really are a lot of sweets. if you arrive early, you might realise that it's just sweets, a bunch of chips, and soda bottles set on the table.

Where's the real food? Archer said he'll have Saber bring it with her, so that's a thing! And Athena thought they could order some delivery, too. Just so everyone gets to eat something they want. Oddly enough, there's also a plate of salt and lime on the table. Hmm, what for?

Well, no one has to look that hard enough for the reason. There's a couple of bottles of tequila and some shot glasses badly hidden in one of the cupboards, so pretty much everybody can see those. If anyone wants to start body shots drinking with people, then Athena won't stop them. It's a party! And law school gets just as crazy sometimes. Lord knows how much Athena wanted to try and socialise with her fellow budding lawyers, but was just awkward to do so. Thankfully, she's much better at breaking out of her shell now, otherwise, this party wouldn't even be happening. If there's anyone who tries drinking and they look like they shouldn't be (LOOKING AT YOU, MABEL), then Athena will come over and scold them like a mom.

So what else are you waiting for? Come in and take off your shoes, and make yourself comfortable! The bathroom is just down the hall, if you want to change into your jammies.

Let's get this thing started! ]

[ ooc: feel free to make top-levels for certain activities. just mark them with what the activity is in the subject! of course, feel free to set up different prompts for your character, too. post as many activities as you want. the more the merrier!

here is a sample if you ever need to see what I mean! SOMEONE START A SPIN THE BOTTLE/I'VE NEVER GAME.

to anyone not invited but want to tag in: seriously, go ahead! feel free to have your character complain about the noise or check in on the girls if your name is phoenix wright or simon blackquill. there are some girls who athena didn't invite because she doesn't know them, but if they know anyone in the party then they might have been invited by that friend! IF THERE'S A WILL THERE'S A WAY!!! All the ladies and Zura get in! ]

Comments

[journaler]

[ FINE, fine. She outstretches her right hand to start, since Yang insists. She can tell by the way she'd started to stare at it. ]

Thanks. I'm counting on you.

[ you have done this before, right friend ]

[flaredo]

Leave it to me! I'm a pro, even if Ruby never let me do it to her!

[journaler]

Huh. [ Leia laughs at that, putting forth the barest, minimal effort to keep her hand still. Oops. ] I wonder why.

[flaredo]

Because she loves weapons more than looking cute.

[ Yep. ]

[journaler]

But she could have both.

[ They have the Power. ]

[flaredo]

She hasn't really figured that out yet. You should see her fight heels.

[journaler]

[ Leia watches her work, mesmerized by each stroke. She's still a bit fidgety, but... that's Leia for you. ]

What kind of weapons does she like?

[flaredo]

Guns? Scythes? Well, that's what she uses, but she loves everything.

[journaler]

Ohhh. I use a staff myself. It swings sort of like a scythe, but obviously it's not as pointy or sharp.

[flaredo]

More blunt hits, right? That's still just as fun!

[journaler]

It is! I love it!!

[She gets caught up in the excitement a little and... oops, there goes the nice smooth coat on the nail Yang had been working on.]

Er--whoops.

[flaredo]

... Leia, I don't blame you, but hold still.

[journaler]

Sorry... I'm trying!

[She falls back to silence, and goes back to staring...]

[flaredo]

Well, to help you focus... why don't you tell me about anyone you like?

[ Never a wasted opportunity. ]

[journaler]

Anyone I like? [She looks back up innocently.] But I like a lot of people.

I like you.

[leia]

[flaredo]

...

Uh.

I like you too, but we probably shouldn't date--

[journaler]

[oh]

N- No, I didn't mean it like that!

[flaredo]

I figured! But thanks for the thought, anyway.

[journaler]

[Leia laughs.]

I guess I can't say just anyone.

[flaredo]

Right... we're talking crushes here.

[ Just don't move. ]

[journaler]

[That's actually a bit easier for her to manage once she actually starts to think about it.

There's something sad in the way she responds.]

I'm... not really into that stuff.

[She's a pretty bad liar, also.]

[flaredo]

... Didn't work out?

[ She can guess. ]

[journaler]

[She sort of shrugs noncommittally... because she's over it. Jude's happy, she's happy for him, and she has new passions in life.

Still, she occasionally thinks about what could have been. That one kiss hadn't helped--

Leia glances off to the side, and ends up not saying anything.]

[flaredo]

...

I'll ruffle your hair in a minute.

[ Nails first. But that's the look of someone who totally needs a good hair fluffing. ]

[journaler]

[Okay, that earns her a laugh. She bounces back quickly.]

I could let it down if you want to play with it.