006 ✽ Get Down

[giglio_madonna]

Who: As many people in Virgo HQ as Luce can grab
What: The best way to get to know new people is over breakfast, didn't you know?
When: A nice cheery morning a vague time in January after everyone's newbies have met their band
Where: The Flower Over Bones penthouse
Warnings: None planned! Feel free to treat this as a mingle log

The first month Luce arrived at Virgo HQ, she didn't waste any time before establishing some sort of lunch everyone could get together at. As January drags on, it's something she finds herself thinking about as new faces fill up the gaps where she had known others.

It's part of the reasons why, one early morning, she can be found bustling to all the other band penthouses to deliver a simple invitation she makes sure everyone gets to hear: a breakfast taking place in the FoB house for all Virgo musicians.

FoB penthouse looks like a lot of the other bands, with some clutter here and there that fits its inhabitants including a small dartboard with various articles about the members pinned there with shuriken. The television is playing what seems to be an early day sci-fi movie marathon and there's already a pretty impressive spread of pancakes, waffles, french toast, and various cut up fruit for people to dig into.

Comments

[connivingbird]

"That's a part of it, but isn't there more?"

He really didn't remember ever having friends. He just remember having people that he hung out with that might be friends but never really trusted them. Ankh shook his head trying to push away the nagging feeling that he was being ridiculous again.

"Eh, who cares. We're friends."

[loveconservative]

"Liking each other is very important. But I like you." And she hopes he likes her? Maybe he likes her? He doesn't seem to hate her for the most part?

But when he says they're friends, a smile breaks over her face. "See?"

[connivingbird]

A flash of something, not hate, not dislike, but a kind of nothingness. Do they feel? Should they feel? No, it was in within the cracking of a Medal.

"Yeah. I see."

He wasn't sure though, something definitely felt off but he couldn't place it. Maybe it was those stupid dreams crowding in his head and making him feel confused. It didn't help with the headache from all these people's wants pressing in on him.

[loveconservative]

"Have you had many friends before, Anhk?" She knows he's not feeling well, but she feels like this is something she needs to know. Partially for herself. Mostly for herself.

She's a lonely kid???

[connivingbird]

"I... think so. At least there were a couple..?"

He doesn't remember them much though. He had to have friends, or at least people that he hung out with and got into trouble with. He couldn't have been a gang of one, right? But why was his only memories of friends was someone he could recall in a loudly colored shirt?

[loveconservative]

Nia looks down at her hands. "I have not. If I do something wrong or strange, would you please tell me?"

Her only memories are of tutors and private coaches.