[GV] - 6 - Festive

[relinquishing]

Golden Victory isn't about to go two months without a proper change in decor! Their fearless leader hasn't seemed to be in the best of spirits (falling into a coma can do that to a guy), so things aren't quite as extravagant as normal. Instead of playful, things seem a bit more ambient - warm golden lights, rich red tablecloths, holly, garland, maybe even a sprig of mistletoe here and there for the mischievous heart that may wander. And... well, it's a bit of a mystery how they managed to get it through the front door, but there's a well-lit tree taking up one corner of the main floor.

Per usual the rules and employee roster are posted near the door. It seems a bit quieter around here than usual.

Hosts:
Angelo
Asbel Lhant
Duke Pantarei
Fai D. Flourite (assistant chef and appointments)
Guy Cecil (bartender)
Ioder
Jade Curtiss (bartender)
Malik Caesar (bartender)
Peony Malkuth IX
Rin Okumura (chef)
Serph
Sora and Roxas
Zelos Wilder (Only takes appointments with women.)
Please note that some hosts may be unavailable due to coma.


The staff are free to their normal wardrobes this month... well, for the most part. Red, white, green and gold seem to be all over the place, encouraging to fit in with the Christmas spirit. There may even be some fur or a little more ~*sparkle*~ than the hosts might be used to. A certain emperor may have taken the liberty of making sure there's at least one spectacular outfit front and center for them to wear.

Comments

[flared]

Just didn't think you'd actually... do that.

[A nervous laugh then he looks at Roxas out of the corner of his eyes. It wasn't his intention to upset him, really.]

... Is there something you wanna talk to me about?

[coolerthansora]

[He blushes as he relaxes a smidgeon more. Surprised, that's all. Maybe that really is all.]

Well, I guess...

[What to say exactly? Even if it's not a total rejection, it still seems pretty clear Axel doesn't reciprocate. Not now. Like he's never thought about it.]

Would you ever- want that?

[flared]

[To be honest, taking things any further between them hasn't been at the forefront of his mind these days, and Axel almost feels stupid to have set Roxas' feelings aside. But out of all people...

Axel laughs weakly again, head slightly tilting downward.]

I'm not so sure I'd be any good at it. Feelings and all–

[But he tries to be positive. Don't discourage Roxas.]

–But who knows? Maybe.

[coolerthansora]

[It's the "maybe" that makes him smile again at last. He's not just dismissing it, and the main obstacle seems to be the one Roxas was expecting-- Axel not believing he can feel that way. He'll just have to do some convincing. It's easier to develop feelings if you think it's possible in the first place.]

...I think you'd do okay.

[flared]

[He looks back up at that.]

Heh. You say that now.

[That's right. He can try to pass this off as something more lighthearted.]

[coolerthansora]

[That's more like it.]

Well, you're pretty emotional already.

[flared]

Huh? Where've you been all this time, Roxas?

[He shakes his head and after a moment leans back to flop on his back on the couch. This is still cozy. And maybe his face won't glow so much from down here! Right?]

You need a heart for that stuff, man.

[coolerthansora]

[Roxas watches him, and then looks back out at the tree. Not gonna flop down with him, that's probably a bad idea.]

And what about for being friends?

I don't think what they told us makes sense anymore.

[flared]

[Looking at Roxas, Axel actually does feel kind of bad for stopping what they were doing. Hmph. And here he goes telling the kid that he doesn't have feelings.]

Well, that's hard to say. ... Guess we'll never really figure it out so long as we're here. Not like we really need to anyway, right?

[All that Nobody stuff will just make things more complicated.]

[coolerthansora]

[Roxas looks pretty good in the light of the tree, too, doesn't he?]

Why not figure it out? We're not gonna get the chance anywhere else.

[flared]

[... 'Cute' comes to mind.]

I dunno. Just seems like a lot of of work.

[He folds his arms over his chest.]

And maybe a lot of work for nothing once we do get out of here.

[coolerthansora]

It's not nothing.

Maybe- they won't remember any of it, but that doesn't make it nothing.

[flared]

[Oh. Right. This again. Axel clears his throat.]

Mm... Well, if that's somethin' you wanna do, then who am I to stop you, right?

[coolerthansora]

Well, I'd- kinda need your help on this one.

[Fidget.]

Or, somebody's help, anyway.

[If Axel doesn't want to then he doesn't want to. He shouldn't push.]

[flared]

[...]

I could help you.

[coolerthansora]

H-huh?

[Roxas turns to look at Axel. Did he hear that right? That's kind of a jump from "maybe."]

[flared]

[Look, he doesn't like not being helpful to you, ok? Really... you're his best friend, after all. Axel wants to do what he can. He looks away, ruffling up his hair a bit, and nods.]

Yeah...

[coolerthansora]

You mean...

[Hang on, let's not get our hopes up just yet. "Help" could mean a lot of things, right?]

What do you mean, exactly?

[flared]

Er... whatever way works for you.

[For someone who's offering help, he's not being very helpful right now, is he]

[coolerthansora]

Axel...

[He's really not. Now he's going to have to spell it out himself.]

The way I want is- you know, with the kissing.

[flared]

[There, that wasn't so hard, was it, Roxas? Axel doesn't say anything for a moment...]

... Why?

[coolerthansora]

Because.

[Jeez, you're making him do all the hard parts. He's going to sink back into the couch cushion as if it can hide him and look in the other direction. Oh, look, you can see the tree reflected in the window.]

That's... how you show- these kinds of feelings.

[flared]

[Well, come on! He usually takes care of explaining hard things to you, too, buddy. He brings his head up a bit to look at Roxas as he settles back against the couch.]

Well... sometimes. Doesn't have to be that way.

[Like hugging and stuff! That works, doesn't it? ... But he did say he'd help in whatever way Roxas wanted.]

[coolerthansora]

Well, yeah, there's- other stuff, too.

[Still too embarrassed to look at Axel.]

Like- holding hands?

[flared]

Uh, yeah. Like holding hands.

[Reassure him, Axel, come on. You got this.]