I won't pretend that I intend to stop living

[mildwildchild]

Who: erryone in Pride
What: recovering from the events of December 7
When: late December 7/early December 8 - ???
Where: Pride HQ and wherever else they're allowed to go
Warnings: Carnies? references to I Will Twist the Knife


So maybe you've just gotten back from the most mellow kidnapping ever and you're itching to tell your bandmates about what went on with the cool helmeted guys while everyone else was at that stuffy party. Unfortunately, you'll have to wait a little while to tell them, but that's okay - surely you can keep yourselves occupied until everyone else returns.

Or maybe you're one of those who wound up at that party of Naomi's, and your night was a little less fun. Now you're back at HQ, possibly with mended physical injuries and almost certainly with a few new psychological scars. Now's your chance to check in on your friends and bandmates who missed out on all the trauma and deal with things as best you can.

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[cleartranquil]

[Yuffie smiles at her, though it's a strained one, and all the bravado she's normally got is kind of less easy to drag up.]

The party sucked. It really...really sucked.

[There are not even words for how much. There's blood under her fingernails that isn't hers. That's how much the party sucked. ]

I'm really glad you weren't there, it was....[Yuffie cuts off, and looks up and away, a bit surprised how upset she is by everything that's happened tonight and she pulls her expression back to something more like a smile again.]

What happened to you? Where were you guys?

[makeitright]

[Fetch's brow furrows in confusion over how affected Yuffie is over a party being lame. This doesn't seem normal and frankly it's a little worrying to see how different she's acting from the always excited girl she got to know backstage.

She's only too happy to fill her in on the inane fucking details of her evening. Especially if it'll distract her from...what ever it is that's going on.

Getting high made her considerate apparently.]

Some assholes hijacked our bus and just... I dunno. Basked in our fucking presence or whatever because they let us go an hour ago. Didn't even take anything.

[There are questions she wants to ask her though. Things that hang in the air between them in a silence so palpable she can almost see it.]

[cleartranquil]

...Jacked the bus? [Okay so that was not something she was expecting. Who expects to hear that a bunch of pop and rock stars literally got hijacked like a car.]

So, that's what happened. Me and Maxxie were wondering where you guys were cause Sora didn't get there either. We were worried.

[Yuffie's face scrunches up as she thinks about it, because that's weird. That's really weird. Especially because of everything that happened at the party. Why would they get stolen like that?]

Did they say anything? Who even was it?

[makeitright]

Right?!

[She can't freaking believe this is her life. But it beats the alternative, right?]

Two guys. They were wearing masks or something; I didn't know their voices either.

[Fetch would recognize those fucking masks in a heartbeat though.]

Only thing they said was that they were doing us a favor.