week three | mingle

[marriagebroker]

No outright changes this week either. Week three rolls around, braced for impact as ever. The estate is still intact, the contestants are still motivated, things are looking good.

Well, aside from the fact you all had a blackout this weekend. That wasn't so good.

Either way, when Monday rolls around, Wei Wuxian seems to be in a cheery mood as he greets everyone Monday morning.

"Everyone, come here, come here. I have an announcement!"

Better go see what that's about, huh?

Boom Boom Room | Dates | Property Damage
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[poans]

[They were told to bring their swimsuits, so Yi Sang arrives in a white t-shirt and dark shorts, because he does not own actual swimwear.

For the most part, he keeps to himself by one edge of the onsen, where he waits for his turn to peruse the cards. Gleaning through them at last, he pauses on the one as a dumbfounded look pulls on his slack visage.]

[researcherstory]

[ .........

You abandoned her.......... What happened to the Fasian (fantasy asian) Way. Odile is watching him from the water, curious to his look, but she won't call out until he's come closer or it's evident he isn't moving. ]

You look ridiculous.

[poans]

[He has enough shame to look aside at her comment.]

We were instructed to bring swimwear; however, such a raiment is not in my possession . . .

[researcherstory]

Nor mine.

[ So she went without. Who cares. ]

Feel free to disrobe at any point. It would seem Aventurine and Messmer my only allies at the moment.

[ As far as guys go anyway. They aren't cowards. ]

[poans]

[He cares . . . not that he's against Odile's manner of dress (or the lack thereof).]

Are you displeased?

[researcherstory]

No, but would it matter if I were?

[ Yi Sang is his own person... it's okay. ]

[gamboler]

[ Sweet Yi Sang...if only he had known they were going to have an onsen outing, Aventurine would have been sure to buy a suit with him. Still wearing nothing but a towel, Aventurine pops over, brow raised as he tries to nosily peek at the card Yi Sang holds. ]

And what have we here, Yi Sang? We could make a game of it. Trying to match the cards to the correct friend of ours.

[poans]

[He glances over at Aventurine, his wrist flexing on reflex to turn the card over. At the latter's proposal, however, he slowly reveals the text: One of you freaked out when a calf licked your hair while being fed milk.]

. . . Whose card do you suppose this is?

[gamboler]

[ Oh. Brows drawn... ]

That's...strangely specific. These all seem to be embarrassing moments, so who would find something like that embarrassing?

[ ...A pause. ]

...Mister Edamura is my guess.

[poans]

[Yi Sang's gaze slowly drifts to the side, looking nowhere in particular. Edamura . . . Is that truly Aventurine's guess? Hmm . . . ]

1/2

[gamboler]

[ That look... ]

2/2

[gamboler]

...It's not your own card, is it?

[embellwish]

[ Is he wearing literal clothes to the onsen... please. She's looking more like a nymph than ever, forgoing a swimsuit in favor of covering up with magical petals. ]

Hm? What's this? Read something scandalous?

[ She's going to attempt to pluck the card right from him from her perch in the water, unless he's quick about it! ]

Let me take a look...

[poans]

[Oh. Yi Sang is not quick in the slightest, blinking in confusion when the card disappears from his hand.]

Ah, n-no. Miss Yingying, that is . . .

[ . . . a card that reads: One of you freaked out when a calf licked your hair while being fed milk.]

[embellwish]

[ Impishly, she keeps the card out of his reach, retracting a little more into the water. ]

One of you freaked out when a calf licked your hair while being fed milk.... haha, that's cute.

[ What inspired that look that he had on...? ]

Not the one I'd expect to be yours... or is it?

[poans]

[The card is gone, lost to the whims of fate. Yi Sang promptly gives up and stares off to the side with an awkward hum.]

Hmm . . .

[embellwish]

[ Help. ]

— So it is yours.

[ She swims back to the lip of the pool, resting her arms on the stone there - not seeming to mind that he's avoiding her and being awkward. ]

I never would have guessed this. It's hard to imagine you "freaking out" about a calf...

[ or anything really. but the mental image is cute. She'll offer the envelope back to him between two fingers, laughing. ]

[nrangel]

[ At some point as he sits there marinating all on his own, Serpilia will come to sit down next to him. ]

I know you're a quiet guy, but you know you can come hang out with the rest of us still, don't you? Even if you're just sort of vibing, you can at least do it close enough that we don't have to yell if we want to ask you a question.

[poans]

[While he accepts her presence with ease, her words give him pause as he lowers the card.]

Did you have a question for me, Miss Serpilia?

[nrangel]

[ He takes everything so seriously, and it is a little charming sometimes, like a hound you pretend to throw a ball for and watch for the next five minutes as the poor thing desperately looks for an object you're just holding behind your back.

She'll show him the ball this time instead of keeping it hidden though. ]

Nope! It's just nice to have the option.

[poans]

[That's very kind.]

I see. Then I shall do as you suggest and join our fellows.

[And he gets up to do just that, making sure to hold the cards carefully so as not to drop them in the water as he relocates a little deeper.]

[phenomerom]

[ Oh hey. They can be the fully-dressed weirdos here. As Yi Sang's reading the cards, he might spot a plastic cup of water being eased into his field of vision, accompanied by a placid comment: ]

It's hot here, isn't it. You should stay hydrated.

[poans]

[He looks up from the cup to the space beside Rom's head, then nods as he accepts the cup with one hand, the card still held in his other.]

Ah, Rom. I appreciate your concern. Does the heat ail you?

[phenomerom]

Well. Yes. I'm only human, you know. -- does it not bother you?

[ As he leans in like it's the most natural next step in the world, trying to get a look at the card Yi Sang had been looking at. ]

[poans]

[Perhaps as the natural result of turning toward Rom or something else entirely, Yi Sang's hand turns inward, angling the card's text away.]

In truth, I hardly noticed, engrossed as I was in the cards.