Scene #8575: Tennant and Yuri's Movie Night Sleepover Party

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Angela	Your friends at Lobotomy Corp are having a sleepover party! Yuri and Tennant have set themselves up in the ~~Chinchilla Lounge~~ which lays within the Control Department. The Chinchilla Lounge has numerous pillows and sleeping bags set up for the event and of course a particular chinchilla is also in the chinchilla lounge as well--it isn't just called the Chinchilla Lounge for kicks! Indeed, this is the first loop where there even is a Chinchilla Lounge. Before that it was just... the Lounge. The Control Department is a brightly lit area filled with enormous green tinted screens and an...upside down map of the Sephirot Tree. Yuri (with help from Cinder) has set out a circular cement indoor flamepit that should last at least an hour. Yuri has brought along the marshmallows and brought some skewers--one of which she'll hand to anyone who wants one. She's already wearing snowflake patterned pajamas and brought a bag of graham crackers and hershey's chocolate that she almost certainly didn't get local. Yuri must have been preparing her side of this for some time. Meanwhile Tennant is holding a remote and has set up one of the glowing screens into a video mode and has paused the local film for this sleepover--THE SKELETON OF CADAVRA--at the beginning while waiting for friends to show up. Tennant, for those that haven't met them before, is a little older than a lot of the other Agents and has short black hair. They also seem to be really passionate about film in particular. "I want you to imagine a film that is bad, okay, but now imagine it's even worse than bad so that it wraps around back to good again." Tennant is saying. "Okay, okay." Yuri says while preparing her own s'more. Cinder is looking at her phone while waiting her turn at the fire. The Fourth Match Flame is cooling off nearby. She is wearing hot pink pajama/hoodie combo that has big floppy rabbit ears on it. She seems already pretty cozy. Angela isn't here yet, she had a meeting and is running late. She had to deliver a report to the Manager that was unexpected and well after the invitations went out--but she has assured her dear friend Petra that she wouldn't be ''too'' late.
Solty Revant	As Tennant is finishing up their description of the movie, Solty makes her way in. She's still in her usual unusual outfit with her green hair in that strange double tails do. She's wearing a large backpack complete with a sleeping bag tied to it, and it looks like it is packed with a decent amount of stuff. She takes a deep breath to calm her nerves before she fully steps inside, then smiles cheerfully to those present. "Hello, all! If we haven't met, I am Solty Revant! Pleased to meet you and thank you for letting me attend!" She gives a little bow at the waist before heading toward Tennant and Yuri. Her eyes widen at the fire pit. "Oooh. People just have these sorts of things in their house? Isn't that dangerous?" she asks, then watches Yuri curiously. "What is that you're making?" she asks, putting her backpack down nearby. She looks to Tennant after that. "That's...hard to imagine. So bad that it is good?" She looks uncertain but curious.
Shadow	EARLIER Rouge opens the door to their apartment's balcony. "Shadow-" "Yes, yes, I need to get out more and brood less, and there's some dire consequence if I don't," says Shadow, standing back up straight from where he'd been leaning against the wall. "You can skip it. I'm going." "I- okay," says Rouge, as he leaves. "I was actually going to ask if you were saving the last slice of pizza, but that works too." --- NOW Shadow arrives. He's in a pumkin king kigu, though he has the hood down so it looks more like just a one piece scarecrow pajama set from the front. The Ultimate Lifeform makes his way through to the Chinchilla Lounge, passing by whatever other clerks or others are out and about without comment, and makes his way in. "It can't be that bad," he instantly retorts to Tennant. "Not so bad that it is good. There's a threshold." "Besides, there's..." He trails off. His attention has been drawn elsewhere. Open fire. Marshmallows. Skewers. Graham Crackers. Chocolate bars. He stops all other motion, and just stares, eyes narrowing, as he gazes at the setup.
Kukuru	Has Kukuru ever seen the Chinchilla Lounge? Maybe, maybe not. It's been a bit, and she's actually been hard at work and at sleep for the past few weeks! Whichever the case is, she knows well enough that pets aren't food, so she's instead brought plenty of fresh drinks from home as she arrives to supplement the snacks gathered for the sleepover: Fruit juice, 'fruit' 'juice', and cheap wine boxes for the distinguishing (but not too distinguishing) palate. She's even brought it all in one of those fancy-ish refrigerated coolers, too, with the little plug and motor to keep the inside of the cooler cold without having to rely solely on ice and salt water. Dressed in a comfortably poofy hoodie with a hood wide enough to cover her horns (from stabbing someone, not from view), Kukuru already looks ready and raring to take a nap as she slides her cooler over a safe distance away from the fire pit. "That sounds like a fun little flick... I wonder if I'll recognize anyone from home in this one. Is this one of those super violent movies?" It's not clear from her tone or her expression if she'd prefer that or not. What is clear, though, is Kukuru's desire for snacks. She's behaving, though, as she instead does the responsible thing and starts pouring drinks for everyone from the cooler full of stuff. She brought the good plastic cups, too, with the sturdy construction that could even stand upright on carpet!
Petra Soroka	Petra, despite working in the department, isn't at the sleepover at first! This is not out of a lack of interest, but instead perhaps an undue amount of interest, as she trawls the City and the multiverse for snacks to bring. She staggers into the chinchilla lounge with two shopping bags in each hand, bringing liters of soda as well as a variety of salty and sweet snacks, skewing Korean in palate as the City tends to. She pauses upon entering. Her companions for the night consist of: two of her close allies and one less close ally. Someone she's never seen before. Shadow the Hedgehog in a onesie. And someone whose presence immediately annoys her. At least Shadow is someone she should get to know better. "Ah. Yeah. I brought snacks, everyone." She holds up the hand with the snack bags, then places them on the ground, Her lack of acknowledgement of the drinks she also puts down might be because Kukuru already brought some. "I'll change then be back." When Petra comes back, she's wearing an unholy combination of full-length silk pajamas, blue with suspiciously-blood-splatter-shaped pale pink bleach spots, and her bomber jacket still on top, for some insane reason. Petra herself seems self-conscious of this fact, tugging at the sleeves, but absolutely won't bring it up herself. She wanders over to sit down beside Cinder, consciously not touching her at all but being as close as she can otherwise. Petra stares at Cinder's pajamas in a daze for a few seconds, then manages to form some words. "Bunny ears? Do you particularly like bunnies? I would've thought you'd be..." Petra isn't sure what she's saying, but continues anyways. "A dog?" Petra reaches over to grab a marshmallow from Yuri's bag, then shakes her sleeve open and drops the marshmallow. It falls to the ground. She stares at it for a few seconds, then starts coughing, doubling over and pulling her jacket collar up to cover her mouth. "Ugh. Sorry." After recovering, she grabs another marshmallow, with a skewer this time. "So bad it's good? Like, The Room or something?"
Angela	The pillows are all rather plain and most of the sleeping bags are grey or dark blue--they're probably not actually made for festive occassions. "Dangerous?" Yuri asks, almost like she's confused by the question. "Well ... I don't think so?" The general conception of what makes an activity 'dangerous' for these people is completely shot though the sad truth is is that you can buy one of these yourself if you so liked! It's not exactly the most flammable room--there's no rugs or carpets and the fire isn't that big--even if it's considerably bigger than a candle's flame. "I am glad you asked!" Yuri tells Solty. "These are a multidimensional treat called... s'mores! You put your melted marshmallow in between two slices of grahaam cracker and with a couple bards of chocolate, squish down, and eat!" Yuri performs this delicate procedure so Solty gets an idea of what to do. Angela treats Solty like a poor lost AI child and so the Control Team tends to do the same. She slyly collects one of Kukuru's plastic cups while she's at it and pours herself some wine (more are likely to drift in as the event wears on). Tennant is asked about the flick, "Oh like The Room! Yeah! I'm pretty sure this and that film are both parodies, but I felt this one had better production value. There's some moments that they had to know was hilarious." Tennant explains. Meanwhile, on the screen, the black and white film starts. A skull floats by on the screen as the words FILMED IN THE NEW MIRACLE WONDER OF THE SCREEN -- SKELETORAMA! appear. "I couldn't find what Skeletorama was meant to look like in terms of production quality so this might not be the ideal way to watch the film." Tennant admits. Come to think of it there is a little blood on Tennant's too that they haven't been able to clean off... Cinder is distracted from her phone by Petra arriving. She smiles. "Oh hey Petra... We just settled in, so you didn't miss much." Does she particularly like bunnies? "Wait, what? This isn't a Chinchilla onesie? I thought I was getting in the mood--" She pets Curupira the Chinchilla wih her free hand (the chinchilla is in her lap munching on some hay which may explain why she didn't gun for the s'mores herself. Periodically the nose wiggles. "A-and how did you know I usually wear the dog themed jams..." She leans in a little against Petra, adjusting her hips so Petra can get easy access to the Company Pet. She nearly tumbles over when Petra starts coughing and instead just sets her phone down so she can rub at Petra's back, her expression is one of concern. Angela arrives shortly after but she stalls a little after seeing Shadow. Her expression is ALSO one of concern, but even moreso--and she doesn't seem to have noticed Petra coughing since she just got here. The expression changes to one of confusion as she sees The Ultimate Lifeform in The Ultimate Jammies.
Shadow	Shadow's attention is briefly drawn away from the campfire setup to the marshmallow that Petra dropped. Silently, he goes over to her, reaches down, and picks up the marshmallow from the floor. "Don't waste food," he tells her, neutrally, and then walks over towards Yuri. "Skewer," he says to her, and holds out his hand for one. Shadow puts the marshmallow at the end of the skewer, rolls back one sleeve, and then holds the skewered marshmallow out to the fire. Within a few seconds, the marshmallow is alight. "How long do you cook it for?" he asks, gazing at the rapidly blackening marshmallow.
Kukuru	"Don't worry. They've got all sorts of way more dangerous things here, dear." Kukuru tries to reassure Solty with a brief explanation and easygoing chuckle. "And they handle it every day, like brave troopers! It'll be okay." She declares, looking all the more confident about that when Yuri walks her through the process of creating a s'more. S'mores? That. Shadow trailing off has Kukuru raising an eyebrow at him, then following his gaze over to all the food. It takes a moment, and then she giggles again while moving over to nudge him gently with her elbow. "Are you okay, Shadow? It's like a party, but... Sleepier. And we've got some fun stuff to watch! And when we're tried, we can all pile up nice and close, like a warm little pile of friends in cute pajamas like these...~" Kukuru herself isn't familiar with the concept of 'so bad it's good', but Petra reveals herself to be a likely expert on the subject by casually namedropping something Tennant is also familiar with. Letting out an eager 'oooh' as some of that gets explained, she finally remembers to kick off her shoes to leave them by the entrance before going over to claim one of those sleeping bags. As she does, she notices two more things. One, Angela's getting some wine for herself! That has Kukuru beaming, of course, as all manner of new things she might be able to introduce to her start running through her mind. She might even be overthinking what Angela's capable of, but she does certainly look happy about the possibility of being able to let her experience home cooking soon. "Oh, Angie! Are you joining us today? We're gonna be watching bad good things, it sounds like. Do you recognize this..." She pauses to squint at the screen. "Skeletorama...?" Secondly, she notices that marshmallow on the floor when Petra goes into that bout of coughing. Without missing a beat, Kukuru's already getting another shot glass-sized cup ready, filling it with a molasses-like syrup from a glass jar with a bunch of Chinese lettering on a yellow and red label. "Oh, Petra. Sip a bit of this whenever you feel the coughs coming back. It'll help a lot." She offers and hands over the shot cup carefully while sliding the jar back into her pocket. For once, her pockets actually look like they could fit something that size.
Solty Revant	Solty continues to watch in facination as Yuri explains the s'more and demonstrates the proper method of making one, and with the assurance of 'I don't think so' seems okay with the big open flame in the room. And she doesn't seem bothered at all by the lost child treatment. Once she has seen the process, Solty is eager to try it for herself. She quickly grabs a skewer, only to watch Shadow as he sets one on fire. "Um...usually when things are on fire it is time to stop cooking them." she says, not really being one who knows about flambe. Still, she gets hers roasting, and once it is also sufficiently blackened she follows Yuri's example and puts it between the crackers and chocolate. Then, she takes a bite. And immediately the marshmallow squishes out and gets on her gloves. She doesn't notice for now, since she is too busy letting out a happy 'mm!' as her big green furry ears wiggle up and down happily. "So good!" she exclaims delightedly. She notices most everyone else is in their pjs, so she finds a plate or napkin to put her s'more down on. "I guess I should get changed." she says, then blinks as she notices the marshmallow on her gloves. "Oh...Roy won't like that..." she says quietly before gasping as Angela arrives. "Angela!" She makes her way over quickly and gives a hug if allowed. She doesn't really pay attention and might get marshmallow fingerprints on Angela's back. "Be right back!" she says, then rushes off to whatever passes for a bathroom/changing room. She emerges a short time later wearing an...unusual outfit. Just as eclectic as her normal outfit, her pjs are in a pink and grey diamond pattern, with the top being a half shirt that leaves her belly and back exposed, one sleeve long and one sleeve short, and her pants also have one leg short. She apparently has no fashion sense or anything because she doesn't seem embarrassed to wear it. She does notice Petra's outfit though. "Why are you still wearing that big jacket? Are you cold?" she asks as she goes to get her s'more.
Petra Soroka	Petra has now learned one thing about Shadow. He is a serial killer. "Yeah, dude. I'm not usually about wasting food." Petra does sound congested and uncomfortable, especially after her coughing fit. "Just didn't think it'd be smart to make myself more sick by eating off the floor like an--" <B-anter> Lilian Rook says to Petra, "I think if they identify as animals you can just call them that?" <B-anter> Lory Thumper says, "Just don't use it in a way that implies we are less than people and you'll be fine." <B-anter> Lory Thumper says, "...well, as long as you don't encounter one of those types who are looking for an excuse to feel insulted." <B-anter> Petra Soroka says, "Right. Right. Those types." <B-anter> Petra Soroka says, "Okay. That makes sense." This is the question of the night. Is Shadow the Hedgehog the type of thin-skinned person to be offended by everything. On one hand, Lilian said it was okay, and that counts for enough on its own to practically not even make it worth considering. On the other hand, Petra still feels a gut-sense of discomfort when saying things like this, and Shadow is a close associate of Eggman's, who Petra doesn't know very well. First impressions are important. Maybe she should just play it safe and-- "--animal." Ah, she already finished saying it while she was thinking. Petra freezes up for a moment, wide-eyed, then coughs again and looks away. "Some people like them totally burnt. Those people are wrong. They're supposed to be golden on the outside and gooey in the center. Like this." Petra is very attentively watching her marshmallow brown when Kukuru offers the cough syrup, and she immediately narrows her eyes. "I-- I don't need, anything like--" Why hasn't Petra taken any medicine already? She literally can't think of a reason she hasn't. Still, she feels compelled to refuse it. "I'm literally fine. It's just a cough." That might not entirely be true, but it's hard to tell. Petra's face is flushed, and hair sticks to her forehead, but that could either be a fever or just because she's wearing a heavy jacket while sitting in front of a fire. She reciprocally leans against Cinder, stroking Curupira with one finger, holding her skewer out to cool down slightly. "Nah, bunnies are different. They have, like..." Petra attempts to verbalize the differences between the morphology of a chinchilla and a rabbit. "Heads. Um-- I mean, obviously chinchillas have heads. But look at Curupira. He's like, a ball." How did Petra know that Cinder usually wears dog pajamas? "Um." Petra doesn't look like she knows, either. "I just got a feeling?" When Angela walks in, Petra lifts her arm to give her a wave. She doesn't seem capable of standing up right now. "Angela! Hiii, come sit with us. Cinder's got Curupira." Solty asks if Petra is cold. She shakes her head, but doesn't elaborate beyond that.
Angela	Yuri says, to Shadow, "She just had surgery. She probably won't be a hundred percent for a bit." Angela makes her way to sit down by Petra, managing a small smile at her all the way until she sits down whereupon it fades to a neutral flat line. The lights above dim slightly for a moment before brightening back up again. One of Angela's hands curls in slightly while the other reaches to pet the chinchilla which Cinder puts in Petra's lap so she can get some skewers for herself and also so Petra can have an easier time petting it. Cinder is unsure if it's an illness or just some whiplash from the surgery. She worries Eggman may have mucked it up! Angela is confident he didn't but doesn't say as much. Cinder frowns, "O-oh. Well, I thought that...the ear shape was similar..." Her cheeks pinken faintly. "Had a dog once... Was a real cutey..." Yuri meanwhile says, "Oh hey--that's plenty. You don't want to do it too much. I'd put it between your graham cracker sandwich now. It's delicious! You can trust me. Even if you overdo it a little." Tennant settles down themselves as they sit down and pull themselves into a sleeping bad. They glanced up nervously at the lights for a moment but hasn't commented. "I am." Angela manages to Kukuru. "I haven't experienced Skeletorama before." She looks to Petra and adds, "It might be a good idea to take him to your apartment for future Meltdown days as I think about it." Angela would rather kill a hundred employees before letting harm come to Curupira. She's decided this just now after petting it once. MEANWHILE ON SCREEN The film's acting seems to be stilted. It opens up with a a man and his wife talking about going to a cabin in search of atmospherium. The wife wishes this was a real vacation but the man's true love seems to be...Science. "Oh. They must be friends." Angela says. "Or fellow Fixers. They must've taken the job to collect the Atmospherium from an Office acting on behalf of one of the Wings." Cinder suggests.
Shadow	"And we are not animals, are we?" says Shadow, his eyes not turning to look at Petra. "Can you imagine what animals would do?" Only after he's done speaking to her does he turn his head and give her his attention. Then he looks at her marshmallow, gradually browning, then at his, which is charcoalizing. Shadow brings his skewer in, examines the mallow flambé, and then blows it out before examining it further, glancing from it to the one Petra's holding. Petra's does look more appetizing. "No," he says to Yuri. "It's been done wrong. It has to be done right." Shadow plucks his marshmallow from the skewer, eats it (It crunches), and then swallows before going to grab another one. "Show me, then," he says to Petra (if she hasn't left yet), holding the skewer out to her.
Kukuru	After seeing all the antics with the burnt s'mores, oozing s'mores, and everything in between, Kukuru finally remembers to snag some of that stuff for herself! She's got a bit too much for just one, though, but the reason becomes clear soon enough: She's making a triple-decker s'mores. She's rather particular about it, too, even making sure to singe the marshmallows on the inner layer a bit more than the ones at the ends, ensuring that it's nice and crispy all the way through. Petra's refusal of the syrupy substance has her deflating slightly, and Kukuru's instincts tell her to keep pressing the matter since she 'knows' it'll help with the cough even if it's not strictly medicinal. After her last few attempts to push unwanted affection and remedies on people, though, she actually reconsiders! Instead, she nods lightly at Petra while maintaining her usual smile (even if the concern is still obviously being suppressed). "Alright, then... But lemme know if you need something soothing later, okay?" It takes a lot of restraint for Kukuru to withdraw the cup, and she'll need to take a moment longer to figure out where to put this cup. She does eventually, though, and she's soon rejoining the group while settling down back by Angela again! "I dunno what this is, but I'm sure it'll be fun. Maybe I'll even see some folks from home in it..." She murmurs with a pleasant hum, then raises an eyebrow at Angela afterwards. "That reminds me... Have I ever shown you any pictures from home before? I should bring some of those the next time I find some books for you." And then it's MOVIE TIME! Kukuru's the type to be easily distracted by everything that's going on, yet also have trouble retaining a lot of it. "So what is this Atmospherium stuff, anyway?" "They're pretty friendly, mhm! I wonder if they'll get married by the end of the movie." "What was that one's name again? Is she his sister?"
Solty Revant	With everyone gathering to watch the movie now, Solty takes a seat as well and nibbles on her s'more while she listens to the others. She hasn't been to a lot of social gatherings, so she's just trying to stay out of the way for now. It is only now that she really notices the chinchilla and a small squee escapes her. "Wh-what is that? It's so fluffy and cute!" she exclaims, and moves to sit close enough that she can try to pet it. "We don't have animals on my world. Unless humans count." she says. Angela's and Cinder's commentary on the movie is a bit confusing. Atmospherium? Office? Fixer she at least knows since she apparently is one herself. "Hmm. It's kind of dangerous to bring friends on a mission unless they are also fighters." she says.
Petra Soroka	Shadow pulls a still-smoldering marshmallow briquette off of his skewer and eats it. How does Petra escalate her assessment of his instability beyond 'serial killer'? "Ah. Sure, yeah." Petra takes the skewer from Shadow, then holds her other arm out towards Yuri to let a morphmetal tendril reach out from her sleeve and grab a marshmallow. No such thing happens. Petra's arm slowly drops. "Um, could you pass me a marshmallow? I can't move, Curupira's curled up." When she gets it and affixes it to her skewer, she lays it out over the fire, slowly spinning it while talking. "So, uh. You want it over coals, not flames, and you want to rotate it constantly. That way it cooks like, predictably, and then it ends up sort of even-colored, like this." Once it's finished, she points the skewer over at Shadow for him to slide the browned marshmallow off. "This is totally the kind of movie that it's cool to talk during, right?" Petra winces as Kukuru proceeds to do exactly that; not because Petra wants to pay particularly close attention to the movie, but because Kukuru is exactly the most annoying type of person to have around while watching a movie. Thankfully, Petra's passion for movies is very strictly limited to a particular genre, and this one isn't something she cares for much. Petra instead just casually assesses it between shrimp chip bites. "If this movie sucks, his wife is going to die so that he learns to value things other than science. If it's just bad, then he'll die instead." Why does anyone even need to die at all? "Humans don't count as animals. Obviously. You don't, like, farm humans, or keep them as pets." Petra is technically making a salient point here, but she trails off into pink-faced silence after getting caught up in a thought. "Whatever. That's Curupira. He's a chinchilla. Like a rat but softer. He bathes in dust because his fur is so dense that if water gets in it he'd freeze to death even if it's warm." After, when trying to watch the movie some more, Petra's teeth audibly squeak against each other when she grits them, trying not to cough. She fails to hold it back again, curling up reflexively while sitting, and Curupira dashes off her lap in a panic. "Ugh. Agh. Sorry. Fuck." She tugs at her jacket, making it slightly easier for herself to breathe, but also momentarily revealing that not only is her neck not covered by gauze anymore, but also that it's covered with other things instead. Namely, a series of red bite marks with mosquito-bite smudges of blood, and a black leather collar with a gold ornament that isn't visible long enough to see properly. Petra shoots another look at the medicine cup. It's more tempting every minute, but she will not back down. She'll never surrender.
Shadow	Shadow watches Petra's demonstration intently, with his arms crossed. Very intently. Petra can feel his eyes gazing into her soul. "And that is the right way to do it?" he says, confirming it with Petra. "Over the coals, rotating it, even colored." He retrieves the graham crackers and chocolate, as he'd been earlier instructed, and assembles it. "Very well then." By the time he finishes examining this new combination of ingredients, Petra's back to paying attention to the movie, and not looking at Shadow, as are everyone else. This turns out to be a fortunate thing. Shadow bites into it. And look Shadow, here's the marshmallows, and the crackers, and the fire log, and - oh this big package is the tent, and... aww, there's no skewers? Grandfather? I'm sorry dear, it doesn't look like they didn't make it into this month's shipment. Maybe you two can work with what you have? Use the microwave, maybe? No, no, Shadow and I have to have all of it! Marshmallows, chocolate bars, graham crackers, the fire, and the skewers. We need to do it right. Or don't do it at all. Hah, well, I'm not about to debate someone who's being so strict about their methodology. Here, how about you get started on your homework, and Shadow gets started on his tests, and I'll ask the shuttle crew to make sure the skewers get here next month. ... Some time later, Petra gets a tap on the shoulder. "You have one wish," Shadow tells her, and then goes to sit down with the others and watch the terrible movie without further elaboration.
Angela	Cinder reaches for a marshmallow but Angela beats her to it, handing it off to Petra with a bit of a smug look cast Cinder's way. Cinder wonders what exactly the competition is here... The Lorbos are all pretty impressed with Petra's knowledge here, even Yuri who brought the s'mores in in the first place. "Huh." She says, "Didn't really think about spinning it like that, thought it was fine so long as you got one side crunchy." She starts preparing anoher one. Tennant assures Petra, "For sure! You can make jokes or just talk about whatever, it's a social film not a classic you need to pay a keen eye for, you know?" ''It's kind of dangerous to bring friends on a mission...'' "Missions are supposed to be dangerous. IF they weren't dangerous, you wouldn't need Fixers in the first place." Cinder points out reasonably. The Chinchilla is spooked off and just as Solty was about to pet it too! Oh no! Angela is distracted for a moment by Kukuru. She quirks her head curiously at her and says, "Naturally I haven't." Angela says. "I know nothing about your home, Kukuru, and I certainly haven't left this facility. I can send an agent with you next time you go home and you can show it off if you'd like." She is, honestly, a bit morbidly curious about what sort of world brought Kukuru to the multiverse. Angela has an idea of why Shadow might offer Petra a wish simply for showing him the proper way to eat s'mores. Angela, of course, pays close attention. Perhaps next time Lilian comes by she can prepare her own... She just needs a bit of fire right? Cinder and Angela both notice Petra's neck, though Cinder's look is briefer and mostly just notices the blood. Her eyes light up with concern but--she knows Petra is a private person. For now she keeps quiet about it. Angela watches Petra for a long moment, considering before saying, "Petra." "Would you like me to get up and get you some cough syrup?" Angela asks. She is, of course, sneakily trying to give Petra a reason to take Kukuru's without having to infringe on her sense of pride.
Kukuru	"Everyone here's a fighter, mhm. Or... Almost?" Kukuru sort of explains to Solty/sort of asks Angela and Petra, all while nibbling on her oversized s'more tower. As she does that and asks other redundant questions about the movie, it might be easier for anyone nearby to finally see Kukuru's shark-like teeth in full-view! It's not clear how she's able to do all that nibbling without biting herself all the time, but she manages it. "It'd be sad if either of them died, though. But... I guess that's usually what they do to make the story more impactful, right? Since... It's easier to try teaching something if the dying doesn't stick to real people." She also looks like she's paying more attention to the snack more than the movie, but that only lasts as long as the little tower. Eventually, she winds up enraptured by the movie despite its quality, and the dumbass questions actually cease by then. She's even refraining from asking redundant questions when studying what Petra's showing Shadow with the marshmallow cooking, too, taking some mental notes! "But what if they both died? Then maybe... It'd be a romantic ending. Staying together forever, even after their bodies are gone~" For whatever reason, she seems really into that idea, but she doesn't elaborate on why. Maybe it's a personal matter. Angela confirms that Kukuru really hasn't shown her anything from home yet, and her expression brightens up again. "Oh, that'd be perfect! Yeah, I'll show you around, and it'll be a good chance for you to meet my parents and everyone else. They're really looking forward to meeting you, you know? And I can show you all sorts of food and drinks and stuff we've got, so we can pick out things for you to try." Petra's continued coughing gets another concerned look from Kukuru, and the markings on her neck certainly don't help with that. Her better judgment tells her not to pry, though, and Angela drawing attention with that question gives Kukuru a different An Idea! Stroking her chin for a moment, she promptly picks up a cup of juice and downs it in one steady breath, then rocks back and forth a few times before springing to her feet. "I'll be back. I think I drank a little too much." And then she's off to the bathroom! She doesn't really need to, of course, but she'll loiter there for a few minutes before coming back (which also takes a bit because she's walking instead of teleporting both ways). Good opportunity to wash her face, anyway, albeit at the unexpected cost of forgetting her glasses in there before coming back.
Solty Revant	Solty's ears twitch at the sound of teeth gritting, and she shudders a bit at the sound. She offers a smile to Petra. "And maybe some honey tea? Miranda always suggests that when Roy is feeling bad. I don't mind going to get some if there's nothing like that here." she says. She also looks concerned now after all that coughing and the sight of those bandages. Her ears twitch again at the wish granted to Shadow. "A wish?" she wonders aloud. "Oooh. Are you...some kind of..." She stops, then laughs self-consciously. "N-no, that would be silly. You don't seem like a genie." "Missions are supposed to be dangerous, sure. But, you aren't supposed to put your friends in-" The cute ball of fluff runs off, and Solty aws softly. "...danger..." she finishes, ears drooping a bit.
Shadow	Shadow looks over at Solty. "What's silly?" he says. "That I'll grant her wish?" "That... is serious. I do not do silly. Everything I do is serious." At some point, he's put the hood of the Pumpkin King kigu up, framing his head with an orange pumpkiny border as he glares at Solty. "If she were to wish for, say, your absence, I'd oblige without a second thought. Anything she desires. Same as Kukuru, when she decides what she'll use her..." Shadow's gaze moves over the returning Kukuru. "... One second." Then there's a blip, and he's gone. And then he's back. "I think you forgot these," he says, handing Kukuru her eyeglasses.
Petra Soroka	S'mores are an emotionally-contentious topic all around, apparently. Petra hadn't been thinking about it until the sleepover was collectively wowed by her prowess, but now that she is, a small frown forms on her face. Nothing fundamentally formative, not a sense of mourning-- though the memory is wish-worthy in its own, tiny, partial way. So when Shadow approaches her again, her furrowed brow confusion only lasts for a short moment. "Eh? A-- yeah. Um. Sure. I'll let you know." Successfully bonding with another one of Eggman's family! "Romantic if one of them died...?" Shockingly-- or not-- Petra considers the idea seriously, despite it coming from Kukuru. She nibbles on a jerky stick while thinking. "I can see it. But only if she's the one who kills him." Petra, similarly, does not elaborate on that. After Curupira doesn't immediately return to her lap, Petra pushes herself to her feet, swaying slightly. She totters over to the table with his cage, and fishes out a couple treats, crouching down with them in her outstretched hand. Curupira cautiously approaches, and she carefully lowers her hand so that he can start feasting out of it. "Er, um. No, no, Angela, I don't want to make you get up." Petra turns half a degree towards Angela, but freezes before going any farther, as to not disturb the chinchilla. "I'm basically-- um. Well, I guess I can't really move, myself. S-so-- if you're fine getting it? Yeah. Thanks, Angela." Of course, this result would be impossible if Petra was forced to acknowledge that the cough medicine is Kukuru's. After Angela gives it to her to drink, it's monumental how much it helps Petra's cough, which just makes her think about how much she'd appreciate having her jacket off too. But not in front of people like Kukuru, and that other girl whose name she isn't quite sure of, and not even Shadow, either.
Angela	Angela collects the cough medicine while Kukuru is gone and offers it to Petra. She seems relieved when the medicine seems to help. She doesn't, THIS TIME, give Cinder a second smug look. She's been a bit envious of Cinder's closeness to her lately, though, and kind of wants to use her elite AI powers to show that she can also be a good Petra Pal. Her advantage is that she has plenty of time to consider her actions before taking them so she is usually going to win any exchanges where uncertainty and planning might inhibit one's reaction speed. In the film, nobody dies yet. But in the movie, a different scientist, clearly up to no good, has found the SKeleton in the Cadavra Cave--the Skeleton is clearly just a prop skeleton and it's just lying there. The evil scientist has put out a microscope and a set of vials on a rock. A Child's Science Magzine is also placed nearby for no discernible reason. "Why are you not coming to life, my Skeleton? Why!? Have I wronged you in some way? You're...against me aren't you? Of course you are. All skeletons are against me. They always have been. Even when I was a child, I was hated by skeletons." The evil scientist starts weeping. Angela frowns at the movie screen. "Oh yeah, we're all fighters here." Cinder tells Solty. "Even we--er, the clerks are armed." Her cheeks pinken again. "A-anyway it's better to have a friend at your side rather than just some professional who doesn't care about you." Kukuru nad Petra bring up the possibility of the protagonists dying. There's another brief light flicker. Angela bites at her lip for a moment. "I imagine it would have been better that way, if it happened here." Angela mumbles without much heat or force behind it, almost as if it's just by rote. Tennant says, "This exchange coming up is great." Regarding the movie. Angela pets the chinchilla again as Yuri looks over to Kukuru. "You forgot you--" A pause. "Oh my mistake."
Kukuru	Kukuru only realizes she's left her glasses behind when Shadow hands them over, letting out a surprised chuckle before sliding them back on. "That's where they went...! Oh, thanks, Shadow. Yuri. You're pretty attentive about these kinds of things, huh?" Reflexively, she reaches over to ruffle both of their heads, the former over the hoodie and the latter just right on the top of the head. Still in a good mood, she pauses for a few more moments to try and be subtle about peeking at where the little cup of herbal syrup stuff is. It doesn't take a genius to realize that it had been used if it's not where she left it earlier, after all, and it takes all of her willpower not to make pleased noises at that. Instead, she distracts herself with another s'more, some of that boxed wine, and thinking about the topic of protagonist murders. "If she kills him? But they can't do that if they're married, can they...?" It takes her a bit to get it, but get it she does! "Oh, like if they need it to avid getting killed by something else... Yeah, I get it. Hehe... I didn't know you had such romantic minds." Kukuru comments with a pleasant giggle at both Petra and Angela. The skeleton prop still gives her some trouble as she peers at it closely, and the dialogue does wind up confusing her visibly. "Kind of weird they'd use a fake instead of a real one..." "I wonder if all the skeletons in this movie's world are just racist or something."
Solty Revant	"Oh no! Not that!" Solty says quickly, waving her hands in front of her. "I thought maybe you were a genie!" she adds just as quickly, looking embarrassed. "But, genies aren't...real?" Even as she is saying it, she realizes that this is the multiverse and genies might very well be real. She also seems relieved when Petra seems to be doing better after some medicine. But, Petra doesn't seem to be warming up to Solty, so Solty turns her attention back to the movie. That is, until Cinder says everyone - even the clerks - are armed. Her ears droop quite badly and she pulls her knees up against her. "...we still lost a lot of them during the meltdown thing...I wasn't able to help that many of them. If that is a common occurance...you guys should really evacuate all but the elite-level fighters." The thought of somehow romantically killing your lover is shocking to Solty, and it shows on her face. But, she really doesn't know much about romance or love, so she just says, "...I hope they both live. Isn't it better to live with the people you love than to die with them?"
Shadow	Shadow accepts the headruffle neutrally. "Maybe there were rules about using real skeletons," he says. "Messed up, if so." He sneaks away to make another s'more. Truly, these were worth waiting fifty years and one month for. "I have to say," says Shadow as he takes his seat again. There's chocolate and marshmallow stains on his kigu. He hasn't noticed yet. "I thought you told me this movie was bad? This seems fine to me."
Petra Soroka	"Is a microscope really all the equipment they could afford?" When Petra settles back in between Cinder and Angela, unaware of the one-sided psychic warfare between them, this is what she chooses to complain about. Not the plot, or the cheap skeleton, or any of the characters, but the lack of scientific tools used as set dressing. "Of all things. It's like they just wandered into a school lab and grabbed the first thing they saw. Like, yeah, of course the skeleton won't seem alive if you're just using a fucking microscope rather than anything to take ontological measurements instead of just causal." "How much of a loser do you need to be to be hated by skeletons as a kid anyways?" Petra is also kind of the word sort of person to have around while watching a movie, at least when she's not that invested in watching it. "Speaking of the clerks being armed, actually." Petra turns to Cinder, then her heavy, sick-filled head starts slowly sinking to rest on her shoulder while she talks. "We should-- we should totally actually train them to use their guns. I can, like, set that up with Hod, if you want. I just-- Cinder managed, when she was one. But most of the others don't." "... But they can't all evacuate. We were lucky that evacuating worked as well as it did, last time. I-I mean-- this shit happens almost daily, you know? The facility would be totally empty." Petra's eyes flutter shut for a little while, each of her blinks lasting longer and longer, while she rests her head on Cinder's shoulder. It's a nice change, that she weighs a third as much as she did when she was made of metal, and Cinder can feel the million slight motions of Petra's body more acutely for remembering their absence. The little tremors and the movement of her chest when she inhales, the rhythm of it slowing down as she relaxes. "It's... not about saving. Kukuru. It's making it worse. It's the bad ending, and that's kind of nice too, right? Like it's... like it can't get worse, anymore. I think that kind of thing is nice, sometimes...." Petra yawns. "I don't think you get it at all. But that's okay, because... my romantic mind is just more, advanced."
Angela	"I wasn't aware skeletons were particularly pleasant but I suppose I never tried conversing with them." Angela says before looking to Petra as she suggests TRAINING the clerks. She considers the remaining Sephirah--the one particularly concerned about Clerks has already had his Meltdown so she says, "I suppose it is alright to have that training now." uneasily, particularly when the lights above flicker a third time. This time the television screen manages it as well. She exhales lowly. She pulls her hand back from the chinchilla with a little sigh. Enjoy it while you can, Angela. You lose nothing by doing so. "That's a pretty great idea. It's actually--we don't actually know a lot about firearms, uh, like--because ammunition is super expensive in the City so most people don't bother to get any firearms training. It's different when it's an EGO because the EGO would tell us how to handle itself, but normal pistols? Nah. R Corp can afford all that stuff so that's probably why they can be so effective even without proper EGO Gear." An echoey voice says during the film. "Cease your blubbering mortal fool." The scientist looks around in shock, "Who is it? Who are you? Show yourself." "Who do you think it is, idiot? It is I, the Lost Skeleton of Cadavra." Angela's eyes snap to the flick. "Ah, the Dialogue is quite realistic." She recalls from her typical Banter experience. Tennant is accused of being incorrect about the film! "Well it's parody but--It is still meant to be enjoyed!" TEnnant says a bit defensively before shoving smores into their mouth and cutting them off from any further dialogue options. "Then...you are alive!" The scientist says. "That is how stupid you are." The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra says. "Only my skeleton brain lives." Cinder frowns, "I mean...he isn't even using the microscopes. He just set them down on the floor... And...why the magazine?" She considers. "Maybe he's not a great scientist? And that's why the Skeletons hate him?" Are the skeletons racist?! "Maybe the human is racist and that's why the skeletons don't like him." Yuri offers, drinking some of the juice. Cinder strokes Petra's hair gently. Her shoulder will thank her for giving it a break. She enjoys the contact, though she can't help but worry about the coughing. The procedure was pretty unprecidented as far as Cityfolk go and she isn't sure how long this will go--but Petra does seem...more comfortable in the body all the same, despite everything? Maybe she's just presuming so from what Petra said. "Nowhere to go but up." She says. Angela doesn't speak about rock bottom.
Kukuru	"Real skeletons aren't that hard to find if you know where to ask, though..." Kukuru replies to Shadow with a troubled noise. She seems kind of hung up on the skeleton thing, even sitting up a bit when Petra mentions being hated by skeletons. "Th-this movie has it all wrong! Maybe he was just a jerk to them as a kid, too, and..." She pauses, letting her imagination run rampant for several moments. "... Maybe that's the real lesson this movie is gonna teach by the end. If the protagonists end up killing each other because they realize they've been the real bad ones instead of the skeletons all along, then maybe... It really is gonna end on a happy ending, even if it's bad for them?" She still needs a while to mull over Petra's explanation about bad endings, and that eventually results in a light chuckle and shake of her head. "I guess I don't, no... Hnn. Making things worse usually is bad, but if the alternative is something... Super bad, then maybe it's kind of... Okay? Sometimes?" Kukuru lets out a straining noise, pursing her lips while making an earnest effort to understand! Sadly, it's not clicking yet, and visibly so. Luckily, Angela's there to perk Kukuru right back up with talk of talking with a skeleton. "Oh, that's a great idea! You'll get plenty of chances when you visit." She explains without explaining a damn thing, just sounding like that's the most natural thing in the world. And then the movie starts going into skeleton brains. Somehow, that doesn't bother Kukuru one bit as much as the skeleton racism. "It really does seem that way, Yuri... But this must be the part where it gets better! So bad, it got good~"
Solty Revant	"A-aren't skeletons usually not able to move or act?" Solty says. Poor girl from a relatively mundane world. She seems surprised at how invested Kukuru is. "Do you know actual talking skeletons?" she asks Kukuru. She also tries once again to get close enough to give the chinchilla a petting or two. "If they have to be around, they should definitely be trained." Solty adds, talking about clerks and their gun skills. "But, I still think if Meltdowns are a common thing then the...anomalies?...should be kept in a more isolated area. Having them close enough to just wander the halls full of mostly defenseless people is just...I mean, it seems like just asking for trouble and...for people to get hurt." Oddly, Solty also yawns after Petra does and actually looks sleepy. Isn't Solty a robot?