the flashbabes of february

[notahobby]

Who: Flashstep & YOU!
What: Multiple Prompts: The boys talk about recent developments and continue with their lives since the hauntings.
When: February
Where: Multiple Locations
Warnings: None!

Although the boys made it through the most recent series of unfortunate events at Pride Records mostly unscathed, they're still dealing with the aftereffects just like everyone else. The return to life as they know it is swift thanks to Mr. Patil, but they still have time to get up to a whole new set of shenanigans...

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02/07 (PENTHOUSE - CLOSED TO FLASHSTEP)

[notahobby]

[Some time on February 7th, Maxxie sends out a mass text to all the guys. It's when he knows they're all at home, and none of them have an excuse not to show up. The text reads as such:]

team meeting in the kitchen right now. very important!

[Any responses asking for more clarification just earn some angry emoticons and reinforcement that it is happening right now. He also doesn't say anything until everyone's assembled, rebuffing complaints with "this'll only take a minute." Once everyone's together, he starts.]

Alright, so I have an announcement, and I'm telling you all at once because I don't want to say it over and over again.

[He takes a deep breath.]

I have a boyfriend now. And he's gonna be coming by here and hanging out with me and you have to be nice to him. You can't be weird. And you can't tell anyone. We're not going public with it yet, so no tweets and no telling your friends about it either.

[And then he's done. And it's a bit awkward.] Well, that's it. You can all go back to your rooms now.

[mildwildchild]

[Jamie raises his hand.]

What if he's a dick, do we still have to be nice to him?

[Maxxie you thought Bali Pope was hot and slept with Alec Campion, your taste in men is suspect.]

[notahobby]

[Oh my god Jamie. Maxxie rolls his eyes.]

He's not a dick. I wouldn't ask a jerk to be my boyfriend.

[consocius]

[Okay, awkward for some. Not really awkward on Sora's end, because he's ecstatic and gets up from where he'd been sitting in order to hug Maxxie pretty much immediately.]

That's great! Are you guys happy? Who is he?

[notahobby]

Yeah, I mean... so far. It's only been two days, you know?

[The way he's smiling to himself it's pretty obvious that he's over the moon about it though.]

And it's, uh... Terry from Cosmic Indulgence.

2/8 - 2/12

[consocius]

02-08-55. 3:15AM. FLASHSTEP PENTHOUSE. [ for Jamie ]

At this point, it doesn't strike Sora as unusual at all when Jamie can't sleep and seeks him out to do something in the middle of the night. Sometimes Sora just pulls him into his own bed with him instead because Jamie can only go so long without sleep. But then other times Sora can't sleep either. It's been easier this past month, but the feelings he gets from Pride higher ups is still unsettling enough to make him restless some nights.

In the wee hours of this morning, they'd decided to watch some sci-fi series on the television instead of sleeping, something with robots. Sora actually doesn't get too far into it, sitting close up and comfortable against Jamie's side with a blanket thrown over their laps, before he falls asleep with his head on the other boy's shoulder.

ALL WEEK. ANYTIME. ANYWHERE. [ open to all ]

Doodling has been a hobby of Sora's from the start, though ever since he'd gotten called into Lesedi's office he seems to be far more secretive about what he's doodling. And he stops whenever there's a Pride presence other than his friends around. Previously it was just pencil and pen or whatever, but it seems he's gotten colored pencils involved now. His artwork still isn't anything to write home about, definitely deserving the label of "doodle" more than anything. But he's not drawing to show others, he's drawing for himself.

Mostly this happens in the Flashstep penthouse, and most often when he's in his room or away from their manager's eyes. When there is a Pride presence around other than close friends, his doodles seem to stick to inconspicuous landscapes. A beach. Some jungle. Underwater scenes. A city. The doodles he's more secretive about appear to be vague outlines of people: someone with white hair, green eyes; someone with red hair, blue eyes; two people with blonde hair, one short and one long, both with blue eyes. There are also keys of all assorted shapes and sizes, sometimes dark creatures with yellow eyes. And, possibly most odd of all: a clothed duck and dog that appears to walk on two legs. Occasionally, some sort of wand is drawn with the duck, and a shield with the dog.

[band mates are free to see any of the above drawings if they come into his room, but anyone else will only ever see the scenery drawings, which really could be anywhere or mean anything. he's very careful about this.]

02-12-55. 10:11AM. FLASHSTEP PENTHOUSE. [ for band mates ]

It's a breakfast gathering like any other, and Sora's chewing thoughtfully on a piece of bacon from his plate piled with food when he asks a question directed to anyone in the nearby vicinity: "Do you think Mr. Patil would let us have a pet?"

[I'm okay with making the time/date more fuzzy on any of these if needed. And as always prose or action spam style tags are both cool, I'll follow your lead. Other than that, hit me with something else if you wanna?]

2/8

[mildwildchild]

Jamie feels guilty sometimes for pestering Sora when he wakes up in the middle of the night, and intensely grateful to the other boy for humoring him like he has tonight and coming out to the living room to binge on Netflix. After a few episodes of robot mayhem Jamie's feeling more relaxed, too, especially with Sora's warm weight leaning against him. He's not quite asleep yet, though.

"These guys need to change their tactics," he points out, during another chaotic battle sequence. "They keep charging in headfirst and getting smacked around instead of trying to get around the bad guy and strike from the rear where its defenses are weaker." Robot battle tactics, he knows intuitively, are serious business.

He looks to Sora for a response, only then noticing that the other boy is out cold. Jamie smiles and murmurs an affectionate "Dork," before settling in to let him sleep.

[consocius]

Maybe it's the robot battles on the television entering his subconscious while he dreams, or maybe it's just the fact that Sora has weird dreams a lot anyway, but while lying here with Jamie quite peacefully his dreams somehow still manage to shift to fighting.

He's had a few dreams about fighting odd creatures before, two huge ones and several small ones, but none that look like this. They're armored and wielding swords, and there are hundreds of them. And there's no "Goofy" or "Donald" there to fight with him this time, not in this dream, they're off fighting their own battles. He's on his own, and he charges in headfirst, keyblade already in hand.

In reality, however, it's a minute of dream-fighting before the thing gets summoned by Sora's feelings. When it does, it's with a flash of light that's not at all subtle in the dark room with only a TV screen as competition for brightness. It appears in Sora's right hand that's resting on the blanket, held motionless but nevertheless there with no explanation as its wielder seems perfectly content to continue sleeping, apparently oblivious to its sudden presence.

[lightthedarkness]

In the middle of his doodling there will suddenly be a sunflower in his face. It's missing a bit too many petals but if he follows the hand holding it, he'll come to the embodiment of sunshine herself, Usagi holding it out to him.

"Good morning, sunshine," she said in greeting. She had come over because she could practically see the heavy air around Sora. Besides, she promised Riku to keep an eye on him. As it was Monday which was Usagi's day off, she could spend it how she pleased. Heading to one of the many malls apparently had her come across Sora.

"I'll leave you back to your drawing, just thought I'd say hi." As they were in public, she wisely didn't say his name, not wanting to have one of his fans come around.

[consocius]

Sora seems to be only half-focused on his doodle, mostly just sketching out the beach scene and in particular a seashell as he waits for a nearby clothing store to clear out some so he can go into it without the possibility of too much fuss or too many people noticing him. He's never been very good at hiding who he is when out in public, the only precautions he's taking today being the hood of his jacket pulled up over his spiky hair. But in his defense, hats have never worked real well for him.

The sudden flower surprises him, but when he sees the girl holding it, he smiles. "Hey! Serena, right? Thanks!" He takes the offered sunflower with care, putting down the notebook he'd been drawing in.

"Oh, that? Nah, it's nothing important. Just something to do while I'm waiting for that store to be less busy, you know?"

2/12

[notahobby]

Maxxie's always chipper at breakfast, and this morning is no different. He's cheerily going about eating his food, reading twitter, when Sora asks his question. His immediate response is to make a thoughtful face, trying to picture Manny's reaction to that type of question.

"What kind of pet?"

[consocius]

Sora gives a little shrug and takes a sip from his glass of orange juice before he answers.

"I dunno. Any pet? A dog would be pretty great though. But like even something smaller like a bird, or a turtle, or a hamster... Have you ever had a pet before?"

2/10

[inversekeyblade]

Where else is the drummer of Nuclear Parliament going to be in the middle of the week other than at home or practicing?

The mall, of course. But it isn't to stuff his face with mall food (because he did that at home before) or to check out the scene for potential hookups or even to go to the music store and catch some inspiration while listening to tunes. No, nothing that makes sense. See, he doesn't have enough black and white themed clothes, so he's out to get some more. Black and white and checkered pattern are the target here.

Just wanting to get in, get his stuff, and get out as soon as possible, it's unlikely that he'll slow to a stop at a drawing another guy is working on while sitting in one of those enormous, comfy chairs meant to relieve tired shoppers for a moment.

The drawings aren't masterpieces or anything, but something about them catches his eye.. maybe it's all the color used. In his world of black and white, it's nice to see that once in a while. Or maybe it's just that this particular guy caught his attention for some reason because he looks so familiar. Frighteningly so, actually. There's a pang in his chest even when he dips down a bit to get what he can see of that face hiding behind a drawing pad and abnormally spiky hair.

At this point it wouldn't be difficult to determine that Roxas is definitely staring. He's standing but a few feet from the guy and just looking. But he can't stop himself because.. why does this guy look so familiar? This is going to bug him all day, and it shouldn't because he has things to do. Sort of.

[consocius]

Sora is taking a break from picking up little Valentine's things for his friends and doing some clothes shopping for himself, sitting outside a nearby clothing store in a nice chair as he idly passes the time by drawing what would appear to be a simple but colorful underwater scene.

He stops when the tip breaks on his colored pencil and looks up, only to freeze in shock when he sees Roxas. He closes his eyes and shakes his head for a second, before opening them again, like he doesn't believe what he's seeing. Then he thinks, well why should this be a surprise, he saw the boy called Riku from his dreams, and literally ran into the blonde-haired girl he'd seen before too. Why not this guy? He sort of remembers how his voice had sounded, what he'd said. Which he still didn't really understand.

Great, so now he's staring too, but manages after a moment to give a sort of hopeful smile and a small wave in Roxas's direction.

[firelotus]

He probably caught sight of the underwater scene by accident as he passed on his way home from work with his little monkey hiding in a pocket of his jacket.

He doesn't know the boy, but that doesn't matter. He still stops, interested.

"That is a lovely picture," he says with an honest smile. It might be a simple drawing but he still likes it.

[consocius]

Sora had just finished the drawing, working on it a lot longer than he usually spends on these things. He's surprised when someone takes notice of it, but is clearly pleased about the compliment, looking up at the man passing by with a smile in return. People rarely compliment him on stuff he draws.

"Thanks! I think I put a lot more into it than my usual old doodles," he explains with a laugh.

2/12

[rising_wing]

[Riku's out, he's gotten the day off and he's just bumming around the city on his bike. He's at the park, sorta checking out what's around. Like the bank. Getting the lay of the land if he and Mammon decide to go with their current plan.

He's not really watching where he's going, and he bumbs into Sora]

Oh, shoot. Sorry.

[consocius]

[Once again, Sora's only "disguise" while he's out in public is to pull his hood up over his hair, and it stays in place for most of his run around the park. He's just here to blow off some steam and be in nature as much as is possible when you live pretty much in the heart of the city. He'd stopped, though, distracted by watching a dog playing fetch with its owner a few yards away, when Riku bumps into him.

He stumbles just slightly, far more surprised by the collision than hurt. He's about to tell the person "no worries," then he sees who it is. Before he can catch himself, he says his name instead:]

Riku?

SAY HI TO THE BOYFRIEND (15/02, flashouse. housestep?)

[traumatizing]

[GOOD MORNING FLASHSTEP. Terry still... Feels really weird about this, and it's his first time spending the night at Maxxie's. In the morning he sneaks out of Maxxie's room to use the bathroom and get some coffee, less for Maxxie's sake then out of fear he'll bump into someone.]

[Throughout the day though, he relaxes significantly. Possibly through being almost constantly glued to Maxxie's side doing such fun couples activities like: eating breakfast, checking his messages while Maxxie naps on him on the couch, MarioKart, AND MORE! Or if you wanna corner Terry on his own at times that aren't 6am, that can be arranged too.]

[Please see your local Terry to book an appointment for harassment and/or general conversation.]

(i think you mean flashnest)

[consocius]

[Funny, because Sora for some reason sneaks out of his own room. Instead of just... leaving it like a normal person. He tip-toes out and is very careful to close the door quietly, until he hears it click shut. He then turns around and bumps into Terry coming out of the bathroom. Not literally, thankfully, but he does look a little surprised to see him initially, giving him a sheepish smile. His face is kinda flushed.]

Hi. [It's a whisper, but the whole penthouse is so quiet it's not hard to hear him.] Breakfast?

neststep

[traumatizing]

[Well that's... Odd. He could swear Sora was just sneaking out of one of the rooms? It must just be in his head or something, because that would be ridiculous.]

Sure. [His voice is hushed too, and he smiles at Sora before making his way to the kitchen to see what acceptable coffee they have.] I was gonna make some coffee, you want some?

2/13; Penthouse, closed to Flashstep. TIME FOR EYES

[killerbeep]

It's mid-morning and B is yelling.

Granted, this isn't a totally unprecedented situation. B yells sometimes, it's just how he is. This time, though, the yelling is less enthusiastic or angry than it is alarmed, edging toward panicking.

Anyone who searches out the source will find him hurriedly leaving the bathroom, the hood of his sweater pulled up over his head and then partway down over his face. He... may actually bump into whoever comes looking for him, stumbling back immediately with a startled sound.

"--SHIT. Uh. Hey."

[notahobby]

Maxxie runs into B right when he's leaving the bathroom, walking at a quick pace to try and find out what the hell is going on. He lets out a soft 'oof' when B runs into him, staggering back a couple steps, and then he looks at B in total confusion. Clearly this is a bigger problem than usual.

"The fuck, dude?" he asks, more incredulous than offended about being run into. "What's going on?"

Morning of 2/14 (Closed to Flashstep)

[consocius]

[When Sora wakes up, it's far before and without the use of his phone alarm. A few things instantly enter his mind: there's a Jamie here beside him, it's Valentine's Day, and it's early enough that there's no rush for anything. He'd already doled out his gifts the night before, the ones for the fellow occupants of the Flashnest having been tied to their individual door knobs, and his plans don't really start until this afternoon.

He turns over to half-lay on his bed mate, bringing an arm around Jamie's waist. He'd shown up to his room in the middle of the night again wanting to do something since he couldn't sleep, but Sora had made him lay down with him and talk instead. About nothing, pretty much, random things, ponderings, which seemed to be their favorite topic and they could go on forever. Sora had eventually drifted off to sleep and he assumes Jamie had too, hopefully for long enough that he'd actually gotten some good rest.

While still smiling, he places a quick kiss on Jamie's lips, short and sweet but with any luck still enough to get Jamie's attention if he's close at all to waking already. And if that doesn't do it, some gentle poking of his cheek might. It also upgrades Sora's smile to a grin.]

Hey. Happy Valentine's Day.

[mildwildchild]

[Jamie had indeed had a pretty restful night, lulled to sleep by Sora's voice and warmth and proximity. He's already half-awake when Sora's weight shifts over onto him, and the kiss gets a contented little hum. Cracking his eyes open, sleepily returning Sora's grin, he fumbles for the other boy's hand; just as on a certain other occasion, it takes him a few tries to grab the finger poking his cheek, though this time it's due to grogginess rather than booze.]

Mn. 's that what it is? [He laces his fingers with Sora's and with his other hand cups Sora's cheek, tracing his thumb along the other boy's lips.] We should do something special today then, huh?