Lloyd and MinakoWhere:
Backdated to 7/02 (the day after this
Closed[Lloyd's sitting on a bench in the park, not really paying attention to his surroundings right now. His brow is furrowed in thought, worry clearly etched on his face. He has a problem, but he doesn't know how to fix it.
He knows the half-elf is going to have a problem with this curse. People need hugs in order to stay warm, but Mithos just doesn't hug people. It's going to be up to other people to hug him first. The problem is, who does Mithos know who'd be willing to do that for him? Lloyd can and has, but he's only one person. He's not enough by himself. He just can't be there enough.
Dammit, what do I do?]
), Roxas (coolerthansora
), and anyone else they would have invited to this little get together... which is everyone. Except Saïx.Where:
Axel and Roxas' apartmentWhen:
Evening of the 7th (Axel's birthday shhhhhh), during the cold curseStyle:
This curse makes having a get together quite easy... but why just have a get together? Axel sees this as an opportunity to upgrade that– so after a few messages to invite people, he sets out and gathers some of the necessary things for the best sleepover ever.
Axel's secretly 12.
He and Roxas technically just live in a two bedroom apartment, but with some pushing to get the couch, TV, and coffee table pushed to the wall, there's more than enough room in their living room to fit at least five or so people. That's a good thing, too, since they'll all need to be as cozy with one another for the duration of the week. ... It also helps that Axel is a personal space heater, so.
With sleeping bags, hundreds of pillows, stuffed sharks and starfish, and all sorts of snacks scattered about, this is totally going to be the best night ever. Scary stories, s'mores, movies, pillow fights, hide-and-seek, ice cream on the roof– Yeah. You don't want to miss this.((ooc: There's not gonna be any specific threads, but feel free to start your own and threadjack/thread amongst yourselves as you see fit~ You're free to assume that if your character has had a thread with Axel or Roxas in the past, then they were invited and can find a place on the floor/their beds to crash. Except Saïx. B|))
Who: Mephisto and Barry
When: Late evening, Saturday
Where: Somewhere about in the darkness.
Style: Starting in third but I'll match!
[ Needless to say the week has been interesting enough for this demon. Trying to coax affection from the most prickly of creatures was fun. Managing to pay Night back from that little incident with his butt being stuck on his hand was wonderful.
But then he had to wonder how his other favorite bubble-dweller was coming along.
So it's on one of his late night sojourns one Saturday evening that he decides to call on the other demon. Call it a way demons call out to one another. His voice would be enough to get to Barry's attention if he was in the immediate area. He strides out quietly, his umbrella tucked underneath his arm and glancing up at the sky. ]
You've been busy this entire week, I trust...?
Who: Walter and anyone
When: 5th, morning
[The change is gradual and starts with faint discomfort when it actually affects him. The onset of something more severe begins much later.
Walter glimpses the network between then: I believe this week some of you might begin feeling a little chilly if you don't have physical contact with someone. He throws the communicator aside after that, and ignores the clatter of the thing against a table as he folds his arms.
He endures through Thursday, but by Friday, his senses have dulled and he doesn't quite see it or his paling complexion.
Something compels him to visit the island that morning. His gait on the way is more languid than that of his usual march, and he moves with a deaf ear to his surroundings, his inattentiveness being cause for the rare bump (or close call) into another denizen of Vatheon. But he cares little for the error and moves on without so much as a glance when it happens. He's strong yet – there's nary a stumble throughout the whole ordeal.
When he reaches shore, Walter sits where the tides reach. Perhaps it is against his better judgment, but his mind is a haze and why should he not sit there in the seawater? It belongs to the sea. He belongs to the sea.
His head rolls to the side in a fit of exhaustion, his ear brushing against the fabric of his attire. He's tired. Odd, considering he has neither fought nor trained recently, and he should be accustomed to a few hours of sleep; but he's tired nonetheless, the feeling reminding him of another time . . . a time he can't recall . . .]
Who: Bar HOMRA residents (Anna, Mikoto, Shiro, Tatara) (+ Ronald Knox) and YOU!
When: Curse week, even during the day.
Where: Bar HOMRA and just outside
Style: [action pls]
What: Curse week shenanigans + an open Bar post
Bar HOMRA's doors are always open to anyone who feels they need a bit of a drink. Nothing's changed about that, even after Izumo left.
This week, though, there's something a bit different outside the door: Anna. If she knows you or you look nice (or are wearing red or look friendly) and you look cold, she will grab your hand and tug insistently until you go into the bar with her.
Why? Because Tatara and King are getting cold too, since Tatara isn't exactly reserved with affectionate contact with his friends. They're the Red Clan. They like being warm. They will make sure you're warm too, if it means they'll be warm.
If you're really interested in a drink, there is a bartender still. If you really want, he'll help you keep warm. He's lonely and in need of hugs after all.
So come and get a drink later in the day, or get warmed up at any time. It's not like they keep regular sleeping hours. Just don't try to eat the fish.
((ooc: If you want a certain person, specify! Otherwise at least Tatara will say something \o\))