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expiationlogs2023-10-08 07:03 pm
laserguy) wrote in expiationlogs2023-10-08 07:03 pm
house party (open log)
Who: Scott Summers and anyone stopping by
Where: Scott's new home
What: Irresponsible teenager from 1980s America wants to throw a party like he sees in the movies. Also something something surviving the maze and dealing with the locals being cold suddenly. Also, it's Scott's and Jinx's birthday! Sort of. They're combining it.
Warnings: Underage drinking, teenage stupidity probably, will update as things continue!
[Maybe you saw Scott's post earlier about hosting a party, or just come across his house, the door's open and everything! Scott probably won't mind if it's someone he dislikes, but he'll just have to suck it up anyway! It's probably good there's not a lot of furniture in the house yet, leaving the space more open for people to mingle and play games. If it gets too crowded, well, there's always the front yard and a couple of rooms to hide yourself in.
Of course, it isn't a party without:
Food: Scott's only scourged up snacks on his end, along with a couple of pizza boxes and sandwiches, so potluck style, bring something that will amaze the other guests or make use of the bathrooms in the houselooking at you Mitama.
Drinks: Along with some water and juice, it wouldn't be a party without alcohol. There's a keg of beer that he somehow acquired that people can pour into their cup. Sadly, he doesn't really have any other alcoholic drinks unless someone else decides to bring some!
Games: Any stereotypical game you can think of will probably be played, from Truth or Dare, to Seven Minutes in Heaven, Never Have I Ever, Would you Rather, Spin the Bottle, and etc. There's also a table where people can set up a game of beer pong at.]
[ooc: This is an open post, so please feel free to make your own top level!]
Where: Scott's new home
What: Irresponsible teenager from 1980s America wants to throw a party like he sees in the movies. Also something something surviving the maze and dealing with the locals being cold suddenly. Also, it's Scott's and Jinx's birthday! Sort of. They're combining it.
Warnings: Underage drinking, teenage stupidity probably, will update as things continue!
[Maybe you saw Scott's post earlier about hosting a party, or just come across his house, the door's open and everything! Scott probably won't mind if it's someone he dislikes, but he'll just have to suck it up anyway! It's probably good there's not a lot of furniture in the house yet, leaving the space more open for people to mingle and play games. If it gets too crowded, well, there's always the front yard and a couple of rooms to hide yourself in.
Of course, it isn't a party without:
Food: Scott's only scourged up snacks on his end, along with a couple of pizza boxes and sandwiches, so potluck style, bring something that will amaze the other guests or make use of the bathrooms in the house
Drinks: Along with some water and juice, it wouldn't be a party without alcohol. There's a keg of beer that he somehow acquired that people can pour into their cup. Sadly, he doesn't really have any other alcoholic drinks unless someone else decides to bring some!
Games: Any stereotypical game you can think of will probably be played, from Truth or Dare, to Seven Minutes in Heaven, Never Have I Ever, Would you Rather, Spin the Bottle, and etc. There's also a table where people can set up a game of beer pong at.]
[ooc: This is an open post, so please feel free to make your own top level!]
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but one will do the trick for now. jinx makes her way back, moving around the crowd as she carefully approach the couch from behind. maybe he will be able to sense her, maybe not -- the point of that doesn't matter because jinx is going to be quick about it. and what she does is pour the cup of water over quentin's head like a nasty little thing she is before roaring out in giggles. )
Wake up! We're under attack...!!
( laughing louder at her little prank, she sprints off to the kitchen before he can get her. ... or maybe the point of this is she wants him to chase after her to go somewhere a little exclusive. who knows. still funny! )
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Quentin makes a spluttering, undignified noise when water gets dumped on his face, and he almost falls off the couch.]
What the hell! Et tu, Brute?
[Jinx, why!! Oh wait she already ran off. Okay....
Well, he could stay here where everyone just witnessed his utter humilation... or he could run after her and see what she's up to. Wow, what a tough choice!]
Hey! Hey! Don't think you can run away from me! [Yeah, he's clambering off the couch and racing after her, no hesitation.] Nobody pranks Quentin Quire!
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Hm, what's that? Couldn't hear ya over me pranking you so hard and getting away with it.
( she grabs her left braid and twirls it in a circular motion as if it's her personal cane. )
But hey, now you're not bored! So I think a "Thank you" is in order, eh?
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Quentin comes to a stop a few feet away from where Jinx has taken a seat. He takes off his glasses to wipe them off on a still-dry portion of his shirt, adjusts them back on his face, and proceeds to start fussing with the clumps of wet hair hanging in his face, brushing them back with his hands.]
Yeah, yeah. You couldn't have found a way to make me less bored that didn't involve getting my hair all wet?
[Not that he really sounds mad. But do you really expect Quentin to be a good sport about getting pranked? No way.]
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( she hums a tiny giggle, leaning a little forward just so she can toss her braid at him -- aiming at his face. it's okay if it didn't make it because it's the thought that counts. )
Buuuuut I'm sure I can get a lil' creative with the fireworks I brought with me. — We can make a game out of it. Knock you out cold, tape a firecracker to your chest, and wait and see how long it'll take you to wake up before you go kaboom!
( jinx is obviously not serious, right? she wouldn't dare to put quentin through such terror. unless... )
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Hey, don't threaten me with a good time!
[You know, someday he's going to blurt out something like that because his first instinct is to be an edgelord, and she's going to actually disembowel him or whatever. Eh, there are worse ways to go.]
Though statistically that would most likely still get my hair wet. You know, the blood? So afraid you'll have to come up with something else.
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the girl drops her locks and hums again, pretending to think really hard as she carefully slides off the counter (because you know, the other hand and all). taking a few steps in quentin's personal space, she teeths her lower lip flirtatiously -- her pinks dancing down and up him. )
So a game that'll get you heated... is that it? 'Cause I might know one game that'll do that.
( giggling, she sidesteps around him in a sway -- a quick little brush of her fingertips to his forearm before she dips off to open the fridge. rude to do really when there's so much food and drinks out where the rest of partygoers are. but... not wanting to go back out to them just yet. although, jinx pulls out a jug of juice! super exciting. juice is a luxury thing back home, so it's not often she could have a sip. )
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You're not going to set me on fire, right?
[Is it a bad choice to give her ideas? Definitely. But also he's pretty sure crap like that is basically the Jinx version of flowers and a box of chocolates. He likes flirting with her, as evidenced by the grin on his face when she starts getting into his personal space, and hey, Quentin has rummaged around in way too many minds to kinkshame. As long as she doesn't actually set him on fire — and even then, he's a future Phoenix host, so shouldn't fire not hurt him or something?? — what's the harm in giving the lady what she wants?
He leans against the counter, hands casually in his pockets, waiting to see what kind of shenanigans Jinx is cooking up over there.]
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( she says very casually while pulling out the juice from the fridge. jinx places the jug on the counter and then attempts to reach for a cabinet that's a little too high for her. sure, she could use her shimmer ability to make the jump, but... her power is still a little unpredictable when it comes to her leaps. it would be terrible if she jumped and she flew through the ceiling. and she would climb up the counter but that would mean using her injured hand somehow. so like a typical girl with short height problems, jinx will just strain herself to reach for a glass with wiggle fingers. )
A-Aaaannnnd... ( the twin braided girl adds, her voice straining too as she reaches. ) — There's no cure for it. Once you get it, you're done for.
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[Not able to reach things with your normal limited human arms? Quentin can't relate. Good thing she's got a benevolent and powerful telekinetic around.
He takes one hand out of his pocket to point at the glass it seems like she's going for and flicks his finger downward to float it gently to her hand. And look, he's not even going to gloat about it! How nice of him!]
And what're the symptoms?
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Lessee... Fast heart rate whenever I'm around, obsessively daydreaming about me — ( she pauses to pour the juice in her glass, lifting it up to her lips but stops to flick a gaze to him. her tone dips low with a hint of seduction bouncing in each syllable. )
— Needing me and calling for me late at night. ... Wanting to kiss me every chance you get and begging for my attention.
( jinx takes a nice and long sip before exhaling out a refreshing breath. and just like that, her pitch jumps back to her energetic nature like what she said didn't transpire at all. )
Ya know, the normal stuff!
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[Quentin tilts his head, looking equally amused and delighted. Oh sure, the delivery was straight out of a smutty romance novel, and he's not really into the all-consuming fixation thing, but that was definitely the most blatantly she's ever come onto him. And he has absolutely zero intention of rejecting her.]
That was so cheesy. Hot! Totally hot. But also cheesy as hell. Is that you asking me out? Because if so, the answer is yes. "Jinx" me up, baby.
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two, was she asking him out? poss...ibly. jinx definitely likes him and she wants to do more with him than the typical friendship thing she's been doing with everyone else. she finds a few people cute, but quentin fits more of her style and besides, they went into each other's heads when they first met, so he's seen half of her bad side already, and yet he stuck around. and from that, they develop this little connection that only the two of them share. sure, there's still so much he doesn't know regarding her. like her past, her families and what have become of them, how she became jinx in the first place, and who caused the war between the two cities. would he still like her or want to be around her if he knew all the destruction and death she caused? what about now and the future? jinx's been causing mayhem here in aldrip already, and that led her to her sentencing and needing to fulfill this task that the council wish for her to accomplished (or something worse may happen). and she and her father are on a journey to rule this village if not all of them to be their kingdom. would... he be okay with that? would he be fine with her possibly need to harm or kill if it means to gain her father's goal?
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maybe that's something she should consider, something she should bring up or talk about, but instead all of those thoughts get abandoned. her voices get left behind too as she takes a cautious step forward. 'he is going to leave you'. one says. 'he's going to hurt and betray you like everyone else. he's no different'. another chimes in. but their warnings aren't reaching her and she forgets they're in the kitchen or there's even a party going on with others just in another room. for jinx, it's just the two of them and the realization that someone likes her. her. not her sister who she had always thought was more superior in everything. although they are older now, she still feels the less attractive and less desirable one. but this... this just shows someone can like a monster like her. ... right? )
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so her palms lie flat on his chest at first, then they gradually slither their way up to his shoulders. carefully, they smooth over to link around his neck -- now on her the tip of her toes so she can somewhat meet his height (she's a lot off given she is five-two). her heart is thumping out of her chest and buzzing through her ears, but instead of nerves -- it's excitement. jinx doesn't speak again, she doesn't need to. not when her thoughts will do it for her as her lips brush ghostly to his: )
'Kiss me.'
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At least she apparently liked what he said? Even though he feels bizarrely like he ended up being the one to ask her out instead of the other way around, and he's so very, very confused about what the hell is going on.
Not that being confused is going to stop him from putting his arms around her and leaning down to kiss her like she requested, because... I mean, duh. There's a hot girl with her arms around his neck thinking sexy thoughts at him. He'd have to turn in his teenage boy card if he rejected that.
... Still, there's a smidge of concern in the back of his mind that he can't ignore. But fortunately, being a telepath comes with the perk of being able to multitask.
"Hey, I don't know what was up with you looking all kicked puppy before, but we should probably talk about it. Later, though. Um. You're very sexy."
Oh, barf. That's what he's going with? At least he used telepathy and avoided cringing twice as much from hearing that out loud.]
cw: arcane spoilers but being vague with details
jinx was (or still is?) a fond of ekko too and they kissed like this, but a lot of alcohol was involved back then. and whether that kiss had a true meaning or not may forever be a mystery to her, but this with quentin doesn't seem to be that way. at least not on her side anyway, her lips taste more like the fruity juice than any ounce of alcohol she had prior. but will quentin disappear after this -- just like this happened with her before? will her curse swoop in and rip this lovely moment away from her? just the sheer thought of that being a possibility has her hand trickling down to his shoulder -- her fingers grip tighter on the fabric of his clothing. it's a strange thing, isn't it? before, she trotted around like she's tough shit and now she is a bumbling mess of herself. it's like there's... two girls in one body. but that's impossible, of course. because that girl died along with everything else; buried and so deep down in that well she tripped in. and the dead stays dead... except here in aldrip or wherever they are. )
( and it's her behaving this way is what silco was concern about. after all, he knows his daughter more than she want the man to know, and he is aware how quickly and how hard she attaches herself to people. especially if that said person gives her just a nibblet of affection. and he is right because her heart is swelling, and now she is yearning more of this and quentin. geez, whose getting obsessed with who, huh? but before her thoughts twist more into a tornadic storm, jinx hears quentin barging in . and it's good timing too because he was just about to get backhanded (
will smith slap) to the face with all of her fuckery of turmoil. hearing his voice so loud and clearer than the dead (and even her own) is soothing and her winds settle back to that gentle breeze than it working itself into a hurricane.the grip of clinginess she has on him now eases up and her lips presses harder to his; heated yet loving all the same. 'Yeah...Yeah, okay. Later...' there's a brief pause in her response (not with the kissing part, though. that's still going strong -- maybe a few breaks for air but immediately diving back in again) and while yeah, maybe girls would find that compliment cringe-worthy, jinx is different and possibly just as bad. 'And you're hot. ... Way hotter now than when I first met you.' and she decides there to break their kiss again, but only to nip at the bottom of quentin's lip. the bite isn't hurtful nor hard at all -- it's extremely gentle, especially when she tugs at it before smooshing her lips right back to him. )
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Seriously, what about him changed since they met?? Whatever, not important. He'll accept the somewhat back-handed compliment considering the fact that she's kissing him like he's the hottest guy in the whole world. Too bad "Quentined" doesn't roll off the tongue nearly as well as "Jinxed."
He feels her mind calming when he talks to her, though, and wow, that's a first. You've gotta be in pretty bad shape to find a sense of stability in Quentin Quire. Is he up to the task of being that for Jinx? Probably not. Would trying be doomed for failure since he appears to be chronically incapable of getting his shit together before inevitably ruining everything? Almost certainly. Is he going to try anyway?
I mean... maybe? It gives him warm fuzzies. And no, he feels no urge to unpack why. There are more important things to think about right now. Like the countertop digging into his back, how uncomfortable and inconvenient it is to bend down like this, and how steamy this kitchen has gotten in the last couple of minutes. He pulls away but makes sure to give her his most roguish grin so she doesn't feel rejected.
"Wanna go find somewhere more comfortable?"]
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and speaking of eyes, her pinks are glowing pretty vibrantly when she peers up to him -- which surely during their newly dating adventure, he'll learn whenever her eyes glow like this, it means either two things. one, she is activating her shimmer ability or two, she's feeling an intense emotion. and that emotion is pure excitement, especially when jinx catches the wickedness of quentin's grin. her lips curl just as sinful as her hands casually move to rest on his chest. so it seems she is back to herself, that's good but now begs the question... how far are they going to take this?
while jinx is inexperienced in this dating thing, that doesn't mean she doesn't know what "let's go somewhere more comfortable" could entail or lead to. because her city at home had a brothel right smack in the middle of town with men and women wore risqué outfits just outside. and it was the most popular establishment in the Lanes beyond The Last Drop bar, so seeing or hearing about it was inevitable. and while vi and silco forbid jinx to step foot inside the place while growing up, that didn't necessarily stopped her curiosity -- peculiarly when she got older and silco gave her the freedom to mosey around. she didn't partake in anything, but she did do a quick peek-sees when she snuck inside. and honestly if she hadn't, she wouldn't had discovered her sexuality.... and she wouldn't had learned that ropes and cuffs can be used more in a fun way. )
( and sure, there's probably a voice somewhere deep, deep, deep inside that's hollering for her to slow down. they just became a thing not even thirty minutes ago, for janna's sake! she shouldn't be thinking what she's thinking right now. but what does one expect from a typical teenager with raging hormones? especially when her small time with ekko opened a flood gate of things she didn't know she had pent up. and besides, they didn't call her "the loose cannon" for nothing. jinx had always been a wild card and doing off-the-wall things and that's not going to stop anytime soon. not until she croaks over. )
( instead giving the boy an answer, the twin braided girl takes a step back then away from him -- but of course, not before she lets her fingers brush along his chest when she leaves quentin behind. and when she exits out the kitchen, jinx purposely adds a little sway in her walk -- her hips moving with an alluring notion in hope he's watching her make her way to everyone else. as for place of comfort, she... doesn't know where they should go. jinx knows nothing of this home's layout so for now, she'll just look onward to the party goers innocently until quentin meets up with her again. )
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This, however, is one of those times where a little nudge is needed, since she clearly doesn't know he moved in. Not that she should have known, considering Summers didn't until two days ago when Quentin showed up. But he probably could've mentioned that when he brought up somewhere more comfortable. Ah, well, she'll find out soon.
Quentin watches her leave the kitchen... and opts to exit out the front door and take a stroll around the front of the house to the middle porch.
"Psst! Over here! Window, to your left."
Sure, he doesn't need to "psst" and pretend to whisper at her through telepathy, but it's dramatic, and Quentin lives for drama. Thus why she can almost feel breath on her left ear, as if he was actually standing next to her. What's the point of having mind powers if you can't occasionally take a page out of Emma Frost's book and be a tease?
If Jinx looks though the window he indicated, she'll see him outside looking terribly pleased with himself and gesturing with his thumb at a door behind him. A bedroom with a exterior door seemed convenient enough when he was moving his stuff in
without permissionbut he has a feeling it's going to be convenient for other reasons now. When he's sure she's figured out what he means, he heads inside. Jinx seemed to have some degree of superspeed powers before. He assumes that means she won't keep him waiting long.]no subject
doing as she's told, the teen glances over to the window in question, seeing him there before she wrinkles her nose at him as she giggles. and yeah, she isn't going to let him wait as she scurries away from the party goer's viewing. hopefully no one will be looking for them for a good little while, and she had already informed silco to not wait for her to come home tonight. as for her sister, vi, well — she is probably too busy gross smooching with that ugly enforcer girl (and probably with mizuki too) to even bother to contact her through via charm. therefore, jinx should be clear from any interruptions tonight. the only downside to all of this is her stupid sprained right hand. it might put a slight snag on whatever they're about to do, but jinx is all about improvising so... she'll find some way to work around it. )
( inside the bedroom, the teen takes a quick look around to see what quentin quire is all about. because a person's bedroom is a great way to learn one's personality and tastes. at the same time though, she is unfastening her boots the best way she can one-handed. )
Nice digs. So this is where you're crashin' now?