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letsplayamurder2025-08-04 08:35 pm
murchada) wrote in letsplayamurder2025-08-04 08:35 pm
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SLEEPOVER!
On Monday, people will be receiving a note. Either delivered in person by Cerejeira, slid under their door, or... brought via Winion Mail (thanks buddies), everyone gets the same one.
Tonight, at the Bar
Snacks and Drinks Provided
Let's all just chill and have fun, okay?
🌸
True to the invitation, the new and improved Quark's Bar on the third floor has been transformed into a sleepover space. Of course, the long couches and throw pillows already made it a good space for lounging anyway, there are more pillows and some clearly DIY blankets. Near every spot of open floor has something soft and comfy placed down.
Some drinks and snacks are already set out, naturally, plus the replicator is right there. Quark has been helping out with the catering, of course.
...There's a little more decoration than before, too. Some of the flowers from that hallway have been moved and put in the main bar area, but there's some simple paper flowers and paper star decorations around, too, just to liven the place up a little.
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Slumber Party InvitationTonight, at the Bar
Snacks and Drinks Provided
Let's all just chill and have fun, okay?
🌸
True to the invitation, the new and improved Quark's Bar on the third floor has been transformed into a sleepover space. Of course, the long couches and throw pillows already made it a good space for lounging anyway, there are more pillows and some clearly DIY blankets. Near every spot of open floor has something soft and comfy placed down.
Some drinks and snacks are already set out, naturally, plus the replicator is right there. Quark has been helping out with the catering, of course.
...There's a little more decoration than before, too. Some of the flowers from that hallway have been moved and put in the main bar area, but there's some simple paper flowers and paper star decorations around, too, just to liven the place up a little.
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[ Especially, frankly, for people who are not her! Luna continues flying away; she isn't going to get tired here in the same fashion, and she'd like some distance from that whole...thing. ]
Are you alright? What on earth was that?
cw for cruelty to animals, cruelty to a child, just. genma saotome being a really bad dad
[He lamely nods in reluctant acceptance. Hard to argue against the literal princess of the night. Learning to lucid dream would save him of having to put up with nightmares.
And by all means, get him away from that hellhole! Good riddance fuzzy bastards. Luna ascends farther away with Ranma in tow, none of the cats or the panda-man making any move to give chase. Only the yowls of dozens starved, peeved off kitties that echo into the night until they've gotten far, far away.
Ranma doesn't give an immediate answer, for understandable reasons. Even if the pony can't see his face, the way his head hangs and inclines suggests mulling over. In the end, he swallows a glob of spit and pride back down his throat. Pointless to try and save face now, when she's in his head. And he reached out to her first for her assistance. She's got every right to know what in the name of Celestia she witnessed.]
'Training' for this 'unbeatable technique' Pop found in this old manual: The Neko-ken.
[Starting with a droned yet acrid note, air quoted words laden with sour loathing and bitterness that make lemons taste sweeter.]
Accordin' to that dusty book, it's supposed to allow the trainee to 'fight with the mind and grace of a cat'. The 'training' [The dichotomy of a word one would commonly associate with Ranma, it sounds odd how he spat it out in this context, like it was a potent toxin that'd corrode him.] goes like this:
Dig a pit or cellar deep, deep down, so deep it's pitch black. Fill the hole with feral, starved cats. The instructor ties salted meats and foods to the trainee's body, and hurls them in. Cats smell the food, go into a frenzy, and...
[The pigtailed teen trails off, not needing to say more there. Luna's a smart mare, she can fill in the blank for herself. Or, well, anyone with a basic understanding of animals and common sense can hazard a guess.]