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alory_shannon wrote in transgenicprose
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I think it's about time for a new post around here. Thus, I present to you:

~The Morning After Meme~
{stolen from fountainofcod}



Your character has just had a night filled with wild, crazy, drunken partying. Inhibitions were lost, and good times were had by all; it's really too bad they can't remember any of it. They find themselves waking up in a posh hotel suite in very unmade bed, feeling peaceful and oddly refreshed (or hellishly hungover, your choice). There's just one problem—who is that next to them?!


❥ Post with your character in bed: asleep, awake, fully clothed, in the buff, in their P.J.s, in someone else's clothes, all totally up to you. …And yes, this time you DO actually have to leave a comment for each separate character you want involved—no muse lists!
❥ Other characters will respond as your character's bedmate.
❥ The two discover each other, and flailing and shenanigans ensue. (Whether or not they actually did anything other than sleep and/or cuddle a bit = up to the players--just make sure you both agree on what happened!)
❥ ?????
❥ PROFIT!




[...Just an FYI, humour is the point of this post rather than smut. "Stuff" might've happened the night before so long as both parties agree on that, but in present time, let's just have fun and keep it clean!]

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[Honestly, being awoken unexpectedly isn't too surprising -- even if it's by a stranger, because he's been stirred more than once after drifting off in public in the past. So being awoken when he expects to be alone doesn't get to him.

Neither does the fact that the voice isn't one he immediately recognizes.

What does get him is how close that voice is -- almost like it's... on his level... 8|a

An exhale, another half-grunt, and then his hands drop and he looks over -- and tenses a little in surprise at the proximity of... whoever it is because he still can't see 100% and who uses blinds that thin augh--

He sits up a little quickly, confusion and lingering sleep on his face and--

...

God, what did he do last night?]


Uh.

[Smooth, Yuri. Smooth. He might have his jerk moments, but he knows asking "who're you, again?" isn't the best way to go about this.

But hey, they're dressed, at least -- checked with a quick double glance. And then he's looking around the room, which he... doesn't... recognize, either.

Dammit.]


...Morning.

[+1 Casual]

[The way that he...he's just so calm about it sets the Princess reeling just a bit, because...maybe that means he's somewhat used to this sort of thing...? Which might mean...but no, she's sticking with her initial impressions and refuses to jump to any conclusions, and they're both dressed and he sat up quickly enough and looked startled enough for a moment that she's maybe just a little reassured about what sort of person he is. Uhm. Whoever...he is...]

I, ah, I! I-I-I'm sorry for intruding, stranger-san! I can't--can't remember anything from l-last...uhm, s-so I don't know how I got here or what...happened, but I'm sorry if I took advantage of your kindness in any way!

[...Yeeeeeeah, still mentally keysmashing here. And more than just a little, sorry, Yuri. |D ]

[Agh, what--

He raises an eyebrow, looking thoroughly perplexed.]


Whoa, hey, easy -- it's okay. Don't apologize.

[He runs a hand over the back of his head, mussing up his already untidy hair.] ...To tell the truth, I don't remember it, either -- and I don't have the mountain of a headache saying too many drinks were to blame.

[He looks thoughtful, staring across the room] ...I'm having a hard time remembering anything after sundown, actually.

[And then he looks back to the pretty stranger. It all seems rather haphazard, doesn't it. Like a bad practical joke.]

Aside from the shock factor, you're okay, right? Nothing out of place?

[The blinks at him from where she's half-hidden herself behind the blanket, willing herself to calm down and stop flailing, and gives a small and somewhat uncertain nod.]

...Ah, yes I think--

Edited at 2012-04-03 12:17 am (UTC)

[ICON KEYWORDS, BB

BECAUSE SHE'S JUST NOTICED SOMETHING

SOMETHING KIND OF IMPORTANT]

[She, uh, SHE...IS ACTUALLY MISSING SOMETHING, NOW THAT SHE TOOK THE TIME TO TAKE STOCK OF THINGS...but HECK if she can bring herself to say that she's missing those.

...And this sudden realisation is Not Really Helped...when she notices something white and lacy, er. Tucked...beneath the far side of Yuri's pillow. |D]

...Ah...!

[At at the angle he's sitting, he's totally oblivious to said something.

The way she suddenly cuts herself off, though, is more noticeable.]


What? You're sure?

[................WORDS. THERE ARE NONE. THERE IS ONLY ICONFAIS.

FOLLOWED CLOSELY BY THIS FAIS


+ A SUDDEN LACK OF EYE CONTACT.]

[But still... UH. M-maybe she can just play it off...?]

N-no! I mean, yes, I'm sure! I'm fine! How--how about you, stranger-san?

[...

He's not convinced in the least, but he'll roll with it.]


It's Yuri. Yuri Lowell.

And yeah, I'm fine -- uh...? [There's just a hint of a question there -- the way one might add Miss...?]

[She is still inwardly keyboard-smashing, BUT...it's okay really, her nightgown falls to her knees, and she doesn't...feel any different or anything though she's innocent enough that...she's not quite sure what, or if, she WOULD feel any different if Something Had Happened, so maybe...it was all an accident somehow...?]

Oh, I'm Sakura! [Let's just...not tell him she's a princess, because that doesn't really matter...prettymuch ever, at least not to Sakura herself, SO.

And let's also...try to ignore that other thing and be friendly, and maybe she can grab her panties later on when he's not looking or something...?]


Uhm, Yuri-san...do you know where we are?

[That gets one of those amused, almost-pitying-but-not-really-it's-mostly-just-amused looks] "Yuri-san," huh? That makes it a bit of a mouthful.

[But he won't tell her not to use it, because he doesn't particularly care at the moment. Yuri just turns aside, moving to his feet with an absent roll of his shoulders that earns a couple stiff pops as he looks around, his back to her -- and noting in the back of his mind that he doesn't see his sword anywhere, but it's a moot point for now.]

Not particularly. If I had to guess, I'd say it's not too far from Limbo. If it is, we'll probably find ourselves back there sooner or later, anyway.

[...She doesn't quite...know...if that means that he wants her to stop calling him that, but he didn't actually say to stop, so Sakura figures it's okay to keep calling him that. And he definitely didn't seem offended by it or anything, so!

She watches him get up, her eyes straying sideways towards...but ah, no! If he catches where she's looking, then he'll look, and...!

Thus, luckily the Princess will once again be looking straight at Yuri if/when he turns to face her. Until then, she'll keep looking at his back, as well as the curtained window in front of him, still trying to figure him out somewhat. Even in this sort of situation, he seems so laid-back and at ease...it's a vaguely comforting--or maybe just comfortable--sort of feeling.]


...Oh...yes, you're probably right. Unless...maybe this is just another part of that place that we hadn't seen yet? It does seem to change a lot, doesn't it?

Yeah, it does. Way too much, if you ask me. [He turns back to her as he makes an absent motion of cuffing his left sleeve, which apparently came loose in his sleep. That's what he gets for going to bed in his usual clothes... although, again, he can't remember when or why he did. Laziness, probably.]

Either way, might not hurt to look around. Not that being moved in my sleep by some unseen force isn't convenient, [Hey, there, sarcasm. Long time, no see -- what's it been, a few hours?] but I'd prefer finding a normal way back, if there is one.

How about you?

[Translation: I'm cool with sticking together, but if you'd rather part ways, my feelings won't be hurt.]

[Perceptive as she is, the Princess picks up on that not-quite-offer, and she'll definitely take it. Yuri doesn't seem...well, he doesn't seem "bad" at all, though she can't quite get a sense of whether he's really "good" either...but then again, she can't always get a reading on people anyway. But Yuri seems nice, and while he also seems like the type who can easily look out for himself, being alone in a strange place can still be unsettling; they probably have a better chance of figuring this out if they work together.]

Mm! It's probably best to stay together for now, just in case.

[He offers a brief, friendly smile of agreement at that.] Sounds good.

[And since he's always sleeping fully dressed and even in his boots in all those inn scenes in-game lol model laziness, he's all ready to go... minus, again, his weapon. Yuri's not the paranoid type, but he's just so used to having it -- or at least knowing where it is -- that it's a noticeable thing out of place in his mind.

Ah, well.

He glances inside the closet, which turns out to be empty except for some spare sheets and things, before moving to the only other door -- presumably the exit.]


I doubt we're the only two being picked on, so we might come across someone else while we're wandering.

...I think, in this meme, the door is generally Locked/Unable To Be Opened. :3

[Sakura wavers for a moment while his attention is on the closet--should she go for it and just, uhm, grab them while he's not looking...? But OH, how will she get them on then? He'd HAVE to notice that, and she can't do that in front of him anyway...! But she can't...just leave them off can she...?

She gives a little start when Yuri speaks again, then hastily scrambles out of the bed, a bit red in the face at the thought of not...wearing...any, ah...b-but it's the lesser of two evils here, so while she can't help unconsciously clutching at the sides of her nightgown a bit, otherwise she regains control admirably.]


Yes, I agree. Everyone we've seen here is probably caught in a similar way.

[...Which sets her wondering about Sasuke, just a little. Who he might've ended up with...and what it might've been like if it had been him here with her, both now and last n--NO, nonono, where had that--wh-what was--n-no, how terrible to wonder that sort of thing about someone who already had someone else important to him and was just a friend...! Especially since SHE already has someone important to her as well, even if...she can't quite...ever remember who that someone is...but even so...even so...!

(Yeeeeeah, Yuri? Just...ignore the Princess standing behind and slightly to the side of you having a mini-inner-meltdown, okay. It's not exactly unusual territory for you, at least.]

yeaaaaah, I kinda figured so |D

[And he reaches for the knob, turns it -- or tries, anyway. There's a noticeable bit of noise as he rattles the thing, then tries pulling regardless... to no avail.

So after a moment Yuri turns around again, frowning.]
I possibly should have seen that comi--

[Whoop, what. He catches sight of her and frowns a little more.] You sure you're okay there, Sakura?

[1/2] IT'S MORE FUN THAT WAY AFTER ALL INNIT XD

[She's faced down twisted curses and giant snakes and evil wizards and--and all sorts of other things and yet now she's losing her composure, just from thinking about a boy? A boy who is a friend, and only a friend, and yet still makes her feel a little warm and kinda floaty, but Sasuke's not the only person who does that and sometimes all it takes is someone's magic to make her feel that way, so...so confusing...!]

........Ah? AH! Oh, yes, please don't worry about me! I'm fine, Yuri-san! I was just...thinking about something else, that's all...!

[Right, so it looks like they're stuck here for now. Well then...]

[Then Curiosity takes over, and she looks around the suite with wide eyes. Because it is pretty fancy, and there's a lot of cupboards over in that one kitchenette-like corner...]

I wonder if there's anything in there?

[The Princess doesn't really realise that she's spoken aloud as she wanders over to peek into those cabinets. It feels a little rude, and she can't help glancing around self-consciously before she opens the first one, but it's not like looking will hurt anything...]

[He sends the immovable door one last, sour look before turning his attention to Sakura's discovery.]

If there is, that's awfully generous of whoever's responsible. [A stranger for a bedmate, no memory of the night before, locked in a room... but a nice room, and maybe with stocked cupboards? Weird way of making up for things.]

lol I am clearly just making stuff up now to be mean. |D

[Too generous, really...or it would be if things were a little different. Because while the cabinet Sakura opened is well-stocked...it's also apparent by the glass(?) casing and highly-visible coin slot that this stuff ain't free.

The Princess blinks a little, then opens the next cabinet, leaving the first open...and it's the same thing inside that next one.

Turning her head, she gives Yuri a sheepish sort of smile.]


...Uhm...I wonder if my hand-bag was brought here, too...? I know I had a little money, at least. Fai-san always makes sure I do, in case I get separated from the others again.

[Yuri comes up just close enough behind her to see past her shoulder, and then steps back a little ways again. Hoo, boy, this place is going the whole nine yards, isn't it?

At her inquiry, he glances around -- but the room's a small one, and he's checked out most of it already... plus he just has A Feeling, given what they've seen so far. Since he's wearing his usual clothes, he checks his right pants pocket -- and yep, go figure, his gald satchel? coin purse? rupee bag? wtf do they keep their money in, again wallet is there.

A good thing, but it's another point of annoyance to note that the mysterious They let him keep that, but not his weapons. Kind of makes him feel like he's being forced to play house for someone's weird taste in entertainment.]


I've got mine on me. [And a glance inside shows that it seems to have all the cash he remembers carrying last.] It's enough for a couple meals back in town, so this place shouldn't be too different. [Unless some jerk out there was mean enough to spike the prices.

He nods at the cupboards.]
Take your pick. This one's on me.

Thanks, Yuri-san! I'll go find my hand-bag after this, then I'll buy next time!

[She doesn't really recognize the money symbol in front of the numbers, so she doesn't know how high or low the prices are, and most o the food isn't 100% recognisable either, but...that one there on the end looks good and the numbers are also lower than most of the others, so...]

That one, please!

Edited at 2012-05-20 03:12 am (UTC)

[He has to smile that pleasantly-amused smile of his at that first bit. He certainly doesn't dislike her and he can't imagine not wanting to potentially spend time with his new acquaintance again in the future; he just hopes that "next time" doesn't turn out to be another random HA-MADE-YOU-PANIC joke like this one.]

Comin' right up.

[A couple coin deposits into the selected breakfast-bubblegum-vending machine contraption, and then Yuri glances over the cabinet's selection for himself, taking all of three seconds to pick something that doesn't look too outlandish. Said choice looks to be a pair of some kind of iced pastries, apparently with fruit filling or something similar in them.

And as he goes, part of his mind wanders back to his previous statement, his speculation that others have been caught in the same event; with some rather juvenile evil curious amusement, he wonders whether Flynn's been forced to partake in it, too -- and if so, how well that's going.

A moment more and he glances at Sakura again, once again focused on the present.]
Anything else?

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