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Guess what, y'all. It's time for a field trip. We're heading to a Hot Springs and an Inn for the weekend, and everyone is invited. This place is huge, and has multiple springs both indoor and out. There's separate bathing, mixed, and even a spot for foreigners and prudes who like to keep their swimsuits on. Table tennis? Got it. Room service? You bet. Massages? Possibly. Ghosts? Maybe.


1. Hot springs: after you rinse off come take a relaxing bath. There are multiple options as to what kind of bathing environment you can have, so please choose wisely. Also, please read the signs. None of the springs will kill you, but if you choose the wrong one you might end up with some... adverse effects. Cursed springs might just be a Thing.

2. The Inn: you'll be here for a few nights so find your rooming buddy and get friendly. Whether bonding over food, games, or even just exploring the place there's certainly something you can find to occupy yourself. Just don't be too curious after curfew. The staff are pretty insistent, but they aren't cops so responsibility for your actions are your own.
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Date: 2019-05-07 02:45 am (UTC)
pivotpoint: (001)
From: [personal profile] pivotpoint
Date Masamune!

[She hollers his name. If that's the only thing she has right, then so be it! With a quick uppercut she aims to clock him in the jaw sending him right down the hall.]

let's do a WILDCARD

Date: 2019-05-07 03:05 am (UTC)
fujimaru: (36)
From: [personal profile] fujimaru
[ It's later, but not that much later, really -- enough that even their more rowdy companions have gotten the initial round of fight out. They'll surely kick up a new fuss again soon enough, but for now, it's at least quieter. Which is nice.

Ritsuka is actually on her way back to the outside springs after dinner, humming to herself as she goes. For her part, she's been mostly staying... not really out of the way, but let's just say 9S isn't the only one who's having a good time taking as much advantage of the available hot water. There's a spring to her step that's normally absent.

But whether he's coming or going, she spots him on the way, brightening as she picks up the pace to close the gap between them. ]


Hey, Nines! Enjoying yourself so far?

Date: 2019-05-07 03:08 am (UTC)
hackerlad: (i need more eye icons tho actually)
From: [personal profile] hackerlad
Aha, well, I guess I was kind of nodding off for a bit there...

[Like, in honesty...which is actually just a little odd, if he stops to think about it? --Too bad stopping and thinking about it is the one thing he isn't doing right now, despite the fact that he usually does. Mostly since 9S is currently pooling the bulk of his focus into not staring at the little that's visible of Kaname's chest. Can't exactly keep averting his eyes when she's trying to speak directly to him, after all? This would be the one time he's not wearing his visor at a time it'd actually be convenient...but as things stand, not making eye contact would just make things even weirder, wouldn't it...

So he's doing that now! ...Trying to! Maybe his glance does--drop down for like, a second, curiosity overriding even his good modest sense for the slightest of moments--but no! Eyes on her face! Eyes staying on her face! So he can properly listen to what she's saying, and--

--Huh, actually, that's...a question surprising enough to override even his embarrassment just a little. 9S blinks, and then laughs.]


"Actually" feel? I mean, I definitely can! I'd feel really bad for anyone who couldn't--this is really great! Even better than I ever thought it'd be! [Ah, even in these more awkward circumstances it's hard for his excitement to stay entirely subdued; it's slipping back into his smile anyhow, as 9S swirls the water around him a bit with his arms and beams.] You know, I still can't really get my head around some parts of this? Like--can we really just stay in these baths for as long as we want? No time limit or anything?

Date: 2019-05-07 03:11 am (UTC)
powerhittou: (pic#13099591)
From: [personal profile] powerhittou
[Okay, he definitely wasn't expecting that one. It's a direct hit, sending him spinning like a breaching whale right through the far wall. ...It probably sends his yukata flying right off, too. There's nothing else.

Okay... Now he's interested.

He sits up amongst splintered wood and wipes the back of his hand across his bleeding lip. And grins like an absolute madman.
]

Ha! I knew there was something about you the moment I laid eyes on you. [Eye.] You want to get a real party started? Fetch me my Claws.

[Surely if she thinks she knows him, she knows his swords. EVERYbody knows his swords.

Everyone's going to know the seventh sword too if he doesn't put that thing away though. Jesus.
]

Date: 2019-05-07 03:28 am (UTC)
shieldher: (54)
From: [personal profile] shieldher
Hmm . . . all right. I'll do my best! Really, as long as I don't hit either of us in the head with the ball, I'll call that a success.

[She holds her hand out for the ball with a sheepish smile. Sports are a whole new kind of athleticism unlike what she's used to. However well she knows the rules thanks to the infodump in her head, and however much she works her body on the battlefield, putting all of it together into a whole new game in practice is nerve-wracking. But it's exciting, too, so why not?]

My name is Mash Kyrielight. Here I go!

Date: 2019-05-07 03:33 am (UTC)
shieldher: (27)
From: [personal profile] shieldher
[Oh no. She catches that mental swerve back onto the road, and while she's too polite to say anything unless they really get into trouble because of it, it's quietly amusing enough that she has to smile. Nothing wrong with playing along for now. Mash opens her mouth to agree, because it does sound logical enough despite the misstep—

But rather than anything coming out of it, her mouth just hangs open for a moment when she catches sight of that darting patch of darkness behind him. Had he heard that? For a moment she can only gesture, but finally—]


Wait! Behind you!

[It comes out a little too loud in her excitement. Here's hoping no one's attention was gotten by that.]

I saw something!

Date: 2019-05-07 03:37 am (UTC)
pivotpoint: (226)
From: [personal profile] pivotpoint
[...Actually, what's the point of an android if it can do all the things a human can? Is this what they are? Replacements for humans? Or do so many humans die in the future they have to be replaced with androids? There's no point in letting a combat unit taste, feel pain or pleasure, or even have personalities. There's something fishy!

But she doesn't hate it. She actually likes how curious he is. How his face lights up with wonder at all the things she finds normal. She wants to continue to see that smile.

And to alter it. So she reaches out, pinches his cheeks, and tugs them outward.]


Of course, dummy! Who is gonna kick you out for using it what it's meant for?

[She seems to be oblivious to his... plight. Perhaps because she doesn't consider him to be interested. Androids don't have that kind of interest! She says. Knowing jackshit about androids.]

Date: 2019-05-07 03:45 am (UTC)
shieldher: (48)
From: [personal profile] shieldher
. . . I've been having a little trouble ever since the incident on the first night . . and tonight I noticed you'd stepped out. I hope I'm not intruding.

[She suspects she is, and so even the often somewhat meek Mash is a bit more meek than usual as she closes the distance between them. She stops far enough away to not be looming over Ritsuka, as she's not about to sit down without an invitation. Maybe Ritsuka wants to be left alone. Mash hopes she'll be honest about it if she does.]

Would you rather be alone?

Date: 2019-05-07 03:55 am (UTC)
shieldher: (54)
From: [personal profile] shieldher
[Mash does, in fact, feel a strange sense of familiarity when the boy greets her. It's vague enough that she by no means places where it's coming from, but also persistent enough that it lingers in the back of her mind as she steps into the room properly. Maybe it's just something about kitchens, and cooks. There is a sense of home to them that feels like it transcends place and time. People always need to eat, and some talented (and overworked) soul always needs to provide for them.

Whatever the reason she's struck with deja vu, it's a warm feeling, and she smiles in greeting with her approach.]


Of course not. I'm really grateful that someone was willing and able to help the staff, even on your vacation. I thought I'd come thank you myself. Do you need any help? There are a lot of us to cook for.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo

Date: 2019-05-07 04:04 am (UTC)
shieldher: (33)
From: [personal profile] shieldher
[OH NO.

Maybe he can't hear her because he's underwater, or maybe he can't hear her because he's dying! Mash, while used to operating in crisis mode at this point, isn't above fretful thoughts like that. She definitely can't just leave this alone. After a moment (please don't let it be too long!!) of dithering about exactly how to approach this, she can think of only one method: dropping her towel and slipping quickly into the water herself so she can grab him and haul him up to breathe.

If this is a misunderstanding, she thinks, he'll probably forgive her. And if it's not, the consequences of not acting could be dire. Her hands grope down into the water to find his arms so she can attempt to pull him up to safety. Please let him be all right!

However well this attempt goes or doesn't go, it is at least a demonstration that she's a lot stronger than she looks.]

Date: 2019-05-07 04:04 am (UTC)
pivotpoint: (140)
From: [personal profile] pivotpoint
[Knew?! He acted like she was the most boring human being on the planet! And now... now he looks like he might want to devour her whole. And? Not in the good way? It makes her bristle. She's ready for him should he retaliate.]

Get a grip! If you can't fight me fair like this, then what kind of man are you?

[Besides, did he just tell her to FETCH something for him? God she's gonna beat the shit out of him.]

Date: 2019-05-07 04:18 am (UTC)
powerhittou: (pic#13099702)
From: [personal profile] powerhittou
Let me guess... in whatever dream world you're living in, I fight bare-handed?

[Yeah, pass. He's not rising to that bait. It is a shame, though... He wouldn't mind working off some of the frustration at this whole mess in the first place.

He doesn't even hide his disappointment as he stands up. ...And grabs a flat chunk of wood to hold in front of himself. Something something modesty, or whatever.
]

Forget it. You've got a strong arm, but it's not what I need right now.

[He's going to rescue his robe, even though it's all gross and dirty now. Boo.]

Date: 2019-05-07 05:22 am (UTC)
synastries: greyl (fashion)
From: [personal profile] synastries
a. food time good time
[ People back in her home town used to say she could practically eat anything and they weren't wrong, Tsuruhime is taking all the advantage of a free vacation as much as she could which includes trying out various dishes the inn has to offer. Hey, every single grain of rice has a god in it, she's just following the lessons she's been taught since she was a child.

She has stacks of plates in front of her, various dishes ranging from local favorites to some foreign cuisine. She isn't greedy however, she's more than happy to pass the food onto you so you can share the delicious meal. ]


b. ping-pong battles
[ Whether she realizes it or not, Tsuruhime is always for some friendly competition. While she prefers more artistic and light-hearted hobbies, she can partake in a little sports competition if she so wishes. It all takes her seeing the tennis table in the rec room to drag the nearest person into playing a few rounds of ping-pong with her.

Sure it's all just for fun, but as time goes on, it's clear she's getting a little too heated. Heavens help you if you're racking wins against her, she isn't the most grateful loser. But weirdly, she might occasionally space out and look at anywhere but the game, it's as if she's seeing something without telling anyone about it. ]


c. is for crane
[ Maybe you were minding your own business, be it retiring for the night or heading to the rec room to play some games. Except, there's a red-crowned crane at the corner of the hallway. It doesn't seem to be doing anything except, strangely, sulking and hiding its head under its own wing.

However, if it notices you there, the crane will immediately get up and run after you while it calls in excitement. ]

crane game

Date: 2019-05-07 05:40 am (UTC)
representment: (my spirit's sleeping)
From: [personal profile] representment
[Red-crowned crane, meet shoe-billed stork... wait, no, that's just regular Mitsunari. He halts as soon as he turns the corner and sees this giant-ass bird standing between him and his room.

What... how... no, he's too tired for this. Please just let him get one good night's sleep on this cursed trip. He waves both his arms to get its attention.
]

Shoo! Begone! What are you- Ahh-

[OH LAWD

SHE COMIN'

HE SCREAMIN'
]

AAAAAHHHHHH!!
Edited (phone plz) Date: 2019-05-07 05:45 am (UTC)

Date: 2019-05-07 05:44 am (UTC)
traceon: (Jeez...)
From: [personal profile] traceon
O-Oh... I see. [ She came here just to thank him? At first, Shirou can't help but rub the back of his neck, a little sheepish. He hadn't even done anything for Mash yet, he felt. Although, he supposed if this benefited her along with everyone else, that worked too! When she offers her assistance, before he can even answer, a voice calls to him from the dining area.

"Emiya! Three different orders! Two hot sandwiches. Baked salmon and mushroom. Tempura platter. Got all that?"

The three separate slips of paper with their orders on it are clipped up for the two of them to see. Right out the gate with three different tables to serve, huh? But he nods out to the server as he heads for the fridge where he'd find his fresh salmon and shrimp. ]


Roger that!

[ And then he turns back to Mash before he can pull out the ingredients. About that help... ]

Can you make four slices of bread off that loaf for me? [ That's certainly a 'yes' by Shirou standards! Mash would find just to her right three-quarters of a fresh loaf of bread in a twisted bag, ready to be opened up as he'd already set out the proper knife for it. ] Hot sandwich... Ah. I'll need some bacon too. [ Shirou has his hands full with the bacon, a couple packages of shrimp and pre-filleted salmon as he shuts the fridge door, returning to the prep table with his load. ]

Thank you, —— [ Umm... Right. He got ahead of himself for a moment. ] I'm sorry. I don't think I got your name. I'm Shirou. Emiya Shirou.

Date: 2019-05-07 06:24 am (UTC)
fujimaru: (04)
From: [personal profile] fujimaru
Nah. It's nicer when you're around.

[ She pats the spot beside her, smiling. ]

I'm just thinking a bit. I think this is the first real vacation I've had since everything started... What do you think so far? Do hot springs measure up to your expectations?

[ She doesn't know if this is something Mash would have read about, but knowing the Doctor, she has to believe he brought them up at some point.

...thinking about him is awkward. Ritsuka shakes her head briefly to clear it. ]

Date: 2019-05-07 12:56 pm (UTC)
pivotpoint: (19)
From: [personal profile] pivotpoint
[Once he's covered himself Kaname has closed the distance between them again. Her fist stops just short of his chest. Her outstretched hand with the dog tag in it.]

If that's the case take this back. I don't know what's gotten into you, but the Masamune I knew I believed in, trusted, and I l— [loved.] looked after. But hey, if this is some weird-ass way of you saying you only need Kojuro that's fine too.

[She drops the dog tag. If he wants he can catch it. She's been holding it out long enough that he should be prepared to.]

If you decide you need me, my room is 24C.

Date: 2019-05-07 01:01 pm (UTC)
pivotpoint: (078)
From: [personal profile] pivotpoint
Kaname Chidori with the counter strike!

[Dramatically Kaname hits back Mash's serve, but she makes sure to be gentle enough that the volley keeps. She's more interested in actually playing and seeing how long they can go than actually trying to score on the other girl.

Or at least that will be the case until she feels confident that Mash is comfortable enough with the game to actually play properly.]

Date: 2019-05-07 11:33 pm (UTC)
powerhittou: (pic#13099593)
From: [personal profile] powerhittou
Seriously? They better be paying you for this...

[Because paying to stay at a place that also makes you do the slave labour is an OUTRAGE. But again, who is paying for this trip, anyway...?

Masamune waves a dismissive hand at the offer for the menu. He has bigger plans.
]

I'm gonna order off-menu. Something high-end, made with all their most expensive and exotic ingredients! ...Beef tongue, but gourmet.

[He stares at Shirou with the utmost solemnity.]

Think you can do it?

Date: 2019-05-07 11:53 pm (UTC)
powerhittou: (that hypocrite)
From: [personal profile] powerhittou
[He doesn't flinch, but his eyebrows twitch in an almost-furrow. He shouldn't give a damn, but this hurts. Even without a name to attach to her face, some part of him wants to reach out and touch it and pull her back in.

But he doesn't. He looks down at the sparrows in his hand and lets her go without protest, and that same part of him tears at him in silent agony.
]

SNAAAKE! IT'S NOT OVER YET

Date: 2019-05-08 12:11 am (UTC)
powerhittou: (i'll kick you out of my home)
From: [personal profile] powerhittou
[Of course, they can't avoid eachother forever. The resort's only so big. So Masamune takes the initiative to at least see her by choice instead of having some weird, awkward run-in later. Also, he doesn't know where his own room is and figures it might be with this girl, if she is supposed to be his wife or something...

By now he's had a few hours to brood and collect himself and get no closer to figuring out what the hell is going on. At least he also managed to locate the kitchens and help himself to a bottle of their finest sake. He's not a guest, he's a hostage, so he deserves to make this bullshit a little more bearable. It'll make a nice peace offering, too.

When he reaches Kaname's room, he just invites himself right on in. Or tries to. If it's locked, he'll begrudgingly call out to her ("hey, you in?"), but if it's not he's just going to slide the door open and lean against the frame.
]

Date: 2019-05-08 12:50 am (UTC)
pivotpoint: (196)
From: [personal profile] pivotpoint
[It's not locked. In fact she just got back from another bath because, uh... reasons. The hot springs here can sure be weird, and she sure had to deal with that. In fact it's made her a little more understanding about Masamune's current plight. Even if it still confuses her. So when he slides open the door he'll find her on the tatami fiddling with her yukata. Those breasts of hers making it difficult for the clothing to sit right. Because of that she's trying a few different ways to fold it so it behaves.

Kaname looks up at the sound of the door. Upon seeing him she slams the cloth together tight as a little color rises to her cheeks.]


Hello.

Date: 2019-05-08 01:02 am (UTC)
powerhittou: (pic#13099699)
From: [personal profile] powerhittou
[Oh please, don't put those away just on his account. He doesn't say anything about it, but there's a bit of a lazy smirk on his lips.]

What do you say we try this again? [He holds the bottle up, dangling it loosely by the neck.] I even brought you a present.

Date: 2019-05-08 01:13 am (UTC)
pivotpoint: (pic#13085388)
From: [personal profile] pivotpoint
[With a sigh she waves him in. After her hands tie and tuck the obi in a hurried and messy manner. Guess she'll just have to deal with the weird way it bunches because her figure isn't as streamlined as other Japanese girls. Even when going to festivals she has to pad her tummy to make that crisp straight line...

So it does sort of loosen and allow a glimpse of cleavage here and there. How troublesome.]


I'll hear you out. Close the door though.

[Can't let the staff catch a couple of teenage drinkers.]
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