(OPEN MINGLE) nyx stuff

[sophielicious]

WHO: sophie cuckoo, nyx people, everybody
WHEN: 28th
WHERE: nyx building
WHAT: it's just a mingle! everyone is welcome.
NOTES\WARNINGS: none!

NYX is a community engagement center. From early morning to lunch time, the place is managed by Chrissy, while Sophie arrives and stays until all her duties for the day are completed.

NYX offers the following:
- Homemade food (by Etrayans!) served 12PM and 6PM. Those can be eaten in-house, taken home or delivered.
- Fencing & Swordsmanship, by Maelle and Dimitri.
- Ethics (Probably), by Sophie Cuckoo*
* This class may be unorthodox, unethical, and one-sided. Enroll at your own risk.
- Demonics, Mystical Defenses & Sorcery 101, by Illyana Rasputin (Magik).
- Design & Engineering, by Gustave.
- Spare fight uniforms.
- Videogames and an arcade machine.
- A comfy place for gatherings, hangouts, and events.
- To be added.

On the 28th, at the end of usual activities, the lights are dimmed, and a very chill hangout ensues. Feel free to make yourself a drink, alcoholic or otherwise, grab a cushion, sit on the floor or get comfy on the sofa, play a board game, talk to your neighbors, learn who Dua Lipa is, dance a little.

Some relaxing moments, you know?

If your character would like to come check it out, or "works" at NYX, or is just passing by and smells the sweet, sweet aroma of food for grabs and gets in, feel free to top-level! Be merry, use this as you please.

Comments

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[sophielicious]

a) 2pm.

(Okay, she's awake, she's dolled up, she's fully here, which means she's going through every single cabinet in the kitchen for inventory and ingredient accounting. Sophie can't cook for shit, but what she can do is check if everything is in place, what does she need to provide, so forth.

She can feel the presence of someone approaching, but look, she's a little busy right now to go greet them, so like a very normal person? She's illusioning an arrow through their vision, on the ground, and pointing for them to follow towards the kitchen. It's fine.

From the depths, one might hear her, because she is trying to be nice and not talk in random people's heads, which is contraditory, given the illusion, but listen.)

I'm in here, just follow the arrow!

b. 6pm. (threadjackable)

(More tables than the usual, yes, usual party food set, but well, people are starting to arrive and the music is blasting, and Sophie? Oh, she's delighted. It was a good day. She's pulling whoever's hand she can reach to come dance on top of the couch, too bad if you can't.

And she'll even come to stand on the backrest, just for added challenges.)

Come on, the first one to lose balance is a lame loser.

b

[herofhopeless]

[Being able to go out somewhere now that they were back in Etraya was nice. He knows he had progressively less restrained about his evening activities back on Earth, but he did miss being able to just go somewhere to dance and enjoy people watching. He was content to do the 'people watching' part while he was finishing up his drink, until Sophie was pulling on his hand.]

Sophie. [He laughs as he lets himself be hauled up. He puts one foot on the back of the couch but leaves the other one firmly on the cushion.]

If we both go up there, this thing'll topple.


[[ooc: Clive's outfit is more on the casual side of things. Pants, Shirt, Shoes]]

[sophielicious]

(Wanna know what maturity is? Too bad, she has none right now, doing her little jumpy dance on top of the backrest, balanced but still holding onto him for support.

Instead of being smart, and responsible, and grown? She just whispers with a chuckle:)

Coward!!

[herofhopeless]

[Clive rolls his eyes, but smiles, allowing himself to be hauled up by Sophie. For a minute, he keeps one booted foot on the cushion, thinking. There is no way this is going to end with this couch still in the upright position. Oh well. The least he could do was cushion her when they go ass over tea kettle.

Clive does what he can to counterbalance his weight on the couch as he climbs the rest of the way up. He feels a little ridiculous, but Sophie looks so damn happy. He probably couldn't say no if he tried.]

Don't say I didn't warn you.

[sophielicious]

(Or she can do something cooler. Her telekinesis is, well, no other way to put it, pretty shit, but she can lift some weight for a little while. She can definitely lift Clive, so with her sparkling white eyes, she lets her little flutter fingers show him she's about to get on some bullshit, and she hovers him on top of the couch with a chuckle.

Yes, she's superduper happy, and she keeps on dancing until she can't hold his weight anymore, and she puts him down on the floor.)

Ooooh, nooo, you lost. Whatever shall we do now?

[herofhopeless]

[He appreciates the warning before he suddenly feels significantly lighter. Clive has been learning that he likes the feeling of being almost weightless, and this is no exception. Clive dances and when Sophie sets him down of the floor, he smirks up at her, hands on his hips.]

Hmm. That's a good question.

[With a speed some may find startling, Clive grabs Sophie by the waist and lifts her off the couch. She was lighter than he expected, but he can course-correct how much strength he uses pretty quickly. He hefts her over his shoulder and carries her out to the dance floor proper before setting her down.]

Maybe actually dance, you little cheater.

[sophielicious]

(This girl is like, 5'6, 105 pounds, so she probably weighs like a grape would to Clive, her squeak a reaction to being lifted without much warning, arms wrapping around him as fast as she can as a reflex. A river of chuckles comes out of her as she's being carried, fixing her outfit as soon as she's put down.)

Little cheater!? No, that was hugely cheating, address me right, nothing I do is little.

(Half-joking, but she's pulling him to dance with her, all good, all good!)

a

[reincarnesiac]

Sophie!

( If her voice is somewhat questioning, that's because she's not sure if that's who she's hearing. Alex winds her way back into the kitchen, amused at the illusion that pops up to point the way. It's a nice sort of useful, an illusion that's not being leveled against anyone. Alex is more used to the ones that are.

Not to mention Protofields. In a way, it's even weirder to keep having none of the familiar elements of her life back home be visible absolutely nowhere here. )

I was thinking of making up a batch of my fizzy apple drink if we found enough apples for me to juice. Do we have a juicer? I thought I saw one.

( She asks as she pops into the kitchen proper. )

[sophielicious]

(Good. The reaction was nice, so she doesn't even bother thinking anything about it. It worked, and the girl is here, so as soon as she finishes writing what she was in the middle of putting down, the clipboard is down and Sophie can turn around with a customer service smile.)

Hi. I'm assuming you're... plushiesidequest? They didn't give me their name. I'm Sophie, yes.

(A hand extends for a handshake, because look at her, she's polite.)

Ah, yes. We do. And apples, I can find them pretty easy, but I don't have them in inventory, but that's easily fixable if you don't mind a quick trip.

[reincarnesiac]

( Alex shoots her a grin and a thumbs up. No, double thumbs up. The messageboard network here is an adjustment from her usual social media, but it hasn't been the worst. No avatars anywhere has been a little bothersome, but what, is she going to whine about that? )

That's me! Sorry, I've been horrible about introductions. I'm Alex.

( She shakes hands with Sophie, more used to it in a business context than any other kind. )

Quick trips work for me. I have my motorcycle now, so I don't mind making runs to anywhere that'd have them — I know there's some fruit at the 7-11, and the market that's... I want to say Korean?

[sophielicious]

You have.

(No going around about it, it's true, isn't it? But she isn't mad at it, there's a laugh before she gestures to the door Alex just came from.)

For small errands? Amazing, yeah! Since we are going there and I might get some other stuff, so, alright if we take my Maybach?

[reincarnesiac]

( Alex offers a sheepish shrug, but knows that part of it is being too used to only adding people on socials because she's met them in real life. Etraya is like walking into a weird message forum where you know no one but also are there talking. Like Threadit. )

Errands or the people wanting a lift, though they'd have to be okay with high speeds. But sure, I'm assuming that's your car? Way better when you need to pick up a whole bunch at once.

[sophielicious]

NYX takes no responsibility for accidents within and outside our walls, just letting you know. We're short on healers, so don't go too fast and too furious.

(By short, she means nothing at all. Out they should go! Her TK opens the doors, and as soon as they're in? Enjoy 'Call Me Maybe', piano version.)

alex won | love & deepspace

[reincarnesiac]

morning arrival:

"Hello? Chrissy?" Alex heads in early to get a chance to start working on the xiao long bao she'd promised Sophie she'd make, wanting plenty of time to make the dough and get the aspic chilled so it melts like it needs to during steaming.

Regardless of finding Chrissy around immediately or not, she wanders around politely looking into everything up to when she finds the kitchen. Then it's time to check out cabinets, the fridge, and the rest, washing her hands once she's found most of what she needs implement and supply wise, starting with making the pork soup for what's ultimately meant to be aspic. Along with soup. They need a lot of food, right?

"I should be making something vegetarian too... hmm."

board games

Alex has never played the game of 'Life,' but after a quick scan of the rule book and the board itself, she's pretty sure it can't be that hard. How many people does it need to play? She figures one is enough if you're determined, but it's more fun with additional players.

Looking up, she waves to whatever poor soul meets her eyes. "Hey! You should come pick a car and decide if you're going to work right away or take time in college."

She's already parked the black car on the college track. She's done it once for real, shouldn't be hard again in fiction, right?

wildcard

( ooc: she's easy to pull into dancing or into chatting at all, or going back to try and figure out if they can make ice cream for much, much later. hit her up for anything random! or more kitchen help! )

maelle | clair obscur: expedition 33

[maellum]

I. sword things

[Maelle has no idea how she ended up voluntold, but here she is. She has her rapier in hand, one hand behind her back as she practices some basic footwork. She's not sure how many people care to learn, but at least she's here and not in the apartment. Gustave will be glad to see her a little more like herself: getting into harmless trouble during the day, as a girls her age tend to do, and coming back in time for dinner.

If anyone approaches, she'll give a polite nod of her head and a smile all the while hoping they're not here for a lesson. She's never taught anyone anything before.]

II. video games

[She'd seen a few things like these machines on the last mission. She's aware of what video games are, vaguely, and she's curious to try, but the opportunity hasn't presented itself until... now. This is what gets Maelle to approach whoever might be playing, hands clasp behind her back as she watches.]

How do you play?

III. hangout

[Oh. Oh, no. Maelle hates this. This is, essentially, a party. A thing she tries to squirrel her way out of at any opportunity, usually, but she can feel some eyes on her and it's too late to escape. Fine. She can do this. In the grand scheme of things, this is easy--and this is probably good for her. Or something.

She does stand on the edges of the room, a new face, looking unsure and trying to scope out a place to sit. There's food, and it smells great, but Maelle doesn't think she has it in her to eat.]

IV. wildcard

[Wildcard! Brackets or prose, feel free to toss something random my way or message me to plot something more specific.]

[sophielicious]

(Sophie is having the time of her life, because of course she is. Gatherings with people? Music? Dancing? Ah, her best. Except she's vibe checking the brains every now and then, and she can sense and feel Maelle's discomfort a mile away.

Okay. She's fixing it. With her hands behind her back, she comes towards the wall Maelle is glued to before twirling to have her back against it, gently nudging the redhead with a smile to her lips.)

None of us bite, you know.

[maellum]

[Even if her discomfort couldn't be felt, the look in her eyes says it all: she feels like a fish out of water, and even if Sophie has been classified as A Lot in Maelle's mind, she's relieved to see someone familiar. For a brief moment, she had thought that not knowing people here would make things easier, but she's doomed to be uncomfortable no matter what.]

You sure?

[Maelle looks up at her with a small smile.]

[sophielicious]

I'm pretty sure I'm the bitiest one here, and I am not in the mood to smudge my lipstick.

(How old even is this kid again? 15? 16? God, Sophie isn't that great with kids. She literally skipped so many years of life and then died the rest and bam, adult, great for her. She lacks Emma Frost's 'for the children' disposition, it didn't come in her strain of DNA, but between Scott and now Maelle, she's just got to do better, doesn't she?

Okay. No cheating. She's trying to do better, so she'll gently vibecheck Maelle instead of tuning in to her entire thought process as they go. It's a trial.

... But she decided that after already listening in.)

You and me are getting some fresh air, come on.

(Voluntold.)

[maellum]

[Voluntold. Maelle isn't particularly argumentative, especially when it means going outside. She pushes herself off the wall.]

I'm not getting kicked out of the club, am I?

[That would be an easy out!]

[sophielicious]

No. You're uncomfortable, so I'm reducing your stimulus intake the boring way.

(So, she's gesturing, moving first so Maelle can follow, not lead. Seems more comfortable for the kid?)

ii;

[laserguy]

[Oh hey, cool. Someone finally around his age around this place. It's the only reason why Scott doesn't give her a fully bitchy answer to her question, the teen patting the space next to him as if inviting Maelle to sit down.]

Depends on the game, but they all pretty much require you to press buttons on this controller. It's what makes your character move.

[He raises it slightly as if to show her, then he presses one of the buttons on there-- which gets his character on screen to throw a fist out.] Seriously never seen anything like this before? Although it is more advanced than the stuff I had back home.

[It's like two blocks running around the screen sometimes...]

[maellum]

[After a moment of hesitation, Maelle approaches to sit. Pale blue eyes go from the controller to the screen. It's amusing. Games should be, of course.]

The closest thing I can think of would be... a puppet?

[Maelle laughs, part of it nerves because she doesn't know how to interact with people her age, and part simply because there's so much to learn here it feels endless.]

[laserguy]

Really? That's the first thing that you think of?

[Well... guess it kind of makes sense. He presses a button and his character in the game reacts to it. It just sounds so rudimentary though when put that way! And maybe a little lame. Still, Scott keeps that smile on him for once, before offering the controller over to Maelle.

If he notices that she seems just a little awkward, he doesn't point it out. Maybe because in a way, he's kind of used to it from other teens.]

But why don't you give it a try. It's way better playing the game than just watching someone do it.

[maellum]

[The awkwardness doesn't get any better when she's handed thw controller. She tries to mimic holding it the way he did, but it feels unnatural. At least she uses her thumb to hit a button, and the character punches again.

Maelle huffs out a laugh.]

It's... strange. I can't imagine growing up and having this to play with. I'd probably never go outside.

[laserguy]

[Her slight discomfort just holding the controller doesn't go unnoticed. Man, they're really starting from the basics here, huh? Still, he gives her time to just hold onto it, with Scott huffing a little when she manages to get the character to punch.]

Here's a tip, when in doubt, just press all the buttons.

[This is bad advice really--] Man, what did you grow up with? Wooden sticks and soccer balls?