Post-Event Reaction Log!

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone. EVERYONE.
What: The event is over.
When: From 12:01 AM on the 28th to all day after
Where: All over da place!
Summary: With the event over, people will be waking up in whatever homes they moved into, perhaps next to someone they normally wouldn't.
Rating: I dunno it could get kind of steamy :o

Comments

[hakoiri]

[Even in his sleep, he can sense that something is off. That "something off" gradually worsens, until a terrible chill forces him to snap his eyes open and wake up.

Then Alf remembers what he never should have forgotten, as well as what never should have existed (it was all fake? But it had felt so real -- ) and he lies there in shock as the memories sweep over him. This combined with all the negative feelings and thoughts leave him unmoving, and he visibly flinches when he's brought back to reality by Cheyenne's voice calling his name.

He stares off into space for a second or two. Everything starts to fall back into place. He faces Cheyenne, surprise painted on his face.]

I -- Cheyenne . . .

[Even now, he's still trying to regain his bearings. He almost doesn't know what to do with himself.]

[hakoiri]

It would have made for a stranger experience, no doubt . . .

[Although she can't see it, he nods rigidly (and rather anxiously) when she suggest changing. It's not often he's talking to a member of the finer sex in his nightwear. Not to mention, they shouldn't be in bed the whole day.]

No, I think it'd be best if we both got up. Or -- are you tired? Do you need to rest?

[mmmfilletofsoul]

[She can sense the movement of his head when he nods just fine, but the verbal reply does help make his answer more clear. She moves to the edge of the bed and gets to her feel, stretching her arms and letting out the tiniest squeak as she does so.]

I am not so tired that I cannot wake now. [And she's walking over to her closet to look for something to wear...]

[Oh, but first naturally that means getting undressed. Which Alf may not realize she intends to do right now until that shirt starts getting pulled off over her head.]

[hakoiri]

[He looks around the room. Then he turns back to Cheyenne with the intention of saying a few words when he notices that she's . . . pulling her . . . shift . . . over head . . . He starts.]

Cheyenne!?

[And promptly whips around, very, very flustered.]

[mmmfilletofsoul]

[Cheyenne senses that sudden change in his mood before he calls out to her. She lets the shirt fall to the ground before turning to Alf. Clearly there is nothing wrong with her...]

...is everything all right?

[hakoiri]

[He isn't going to chance a glance in her direction. He simply won't. How to put this . . . ]

Y-you don't have to get naked out here.

[mmmfilletofsoul]

[Stare.]

[Staaaare.]

[And head-tilt.]

I cannot be expected to get dressed while I am already wearing clothing, Alf.

[hakoiri]

[His face, it's getting red. He gets out of the bed.]

I-I'll leave for a minute so that you can get dressed.

[mmmfilletofsoul]

[There's a pause. A long pause. But it's not quite long enough to give him enough time to get very far.]

...you said you would stay.

[He can't see it of course, since he obviously isn't facing her right now, but she's frowning.]

[hakoiri]

[He stops in his steps, almost so suddenly that he could have stumbled. He did say that, didn't he?]

. . . Yeah.

[He takes a couple of steps backwards, carefully so that he won't fall. Then he steps, though his back is still facing her. He cocks his head a little to the side, so that his voice can be projected better while he doesn't look at her at the same time.]

I said I would. . . . I'll stay.

[mmmfilletofsoul]

[For someone like Cheyenne, the reason he would suddenly want to leave was beyond her. Okay, she knew better now, humans weren't supposed to be walking around naked. She wasn't stupid. And she knew now just how close to human she looks, even though she's only a monster.]

[But this was indoors. In her room. With someone she was just sharing a bed with. Clearly, there is absolutely no issue with this. Which leaves just one conclusion:]

[Something just don't make sense.]

[She doesn't say anything, but turns back to her closet and feels for a dress to wear. Most of them were textured, so it was easier to tell them apart... in a few moments, she turns back to Alf, fully clothed.]

I'm dressed now, Alf.

[hakoiri]

[His face is hot. It's not that he's interested in Cheyenne in that way, nor is he thinking any inappropriate. It's the idea that she's behind him and getting dressed with him being in the same room disturbs -- scares? -- Alf. It's a wrong situation.

Which is why he exhales a breath he hadn't realized he was holding until he does, turning around to face Cheyenne with a sheepish smile. He'll put off dressing for himself later. At his own apartment.]

Y-yeah. You are.

[ . . . that was terrible.]

[mmmfilletofsoul]

[If Cheyenne wasn't still feeling a bit mixed up herself, she might be more curious about all the emotions Alf was giving off right now. As it stood, she was still trying to gather her bearings over waking up earlier.]

Will you be getting dressed as well? I'm fairly certain you didn't arrive here in your pajamas. [She just... can't see where his clothes would be at. Because clothes don't move, okay.]

[hakoiri]

I'm pretty sure I changed here.

[Which is actually a very, very embarrassing thought now that he thinks back on it. He frantically looks around for his clothes -- ah, there they are. On his side of the room, rather than where Cheyenne is standing. Thankfully, in a way.]

I don't think I should get dressed here, though.

[mmmfilletofsoul]

Why not?

[There's no sense of accusation in her tone. She honestly doesn't see why he wouldn't want to just change right now when it was convenient to do so. People didn't normally just wear their pajamas around outside, after all.]