it only hurts for a moment - you get used to it quickly

[swordsinternally]

[ After everything's said and done, Shirou's going to go ahead and set things up for today. It's the same as always; nothing has changed-- but he still wants to believe that there's something worth in doing this, so he'll at least go ahead and do that once he's given out notes (or told a person verbally, one on one) under their door, a small neat note stating: ]

For those who don't want to be alone today:

I know it's been a hard month. And I know it's probably going to get even more difficult from here. But I don't want anyone to give up just yet. If you'd like, there'll be food and drinks in the simulation room.

- E.

[ And for those who decide to make the trip to the simulation room, they'll find themselves walking into what seems to be a karaoke bar! Shirou's made it pretty spacious and there is, in fact, a table set up with some food for everyone to take - primarily burgers and ramen (hell, there's a bit of ramen burgers, too, the Biggest Cancer) - that he's made the decision to make, so feel free to take it, and he's willing to even get drinks for everyone, too.

This includes virtual drinks, as he actually has some experience working at a bar, even if it was more menial tasks and less bartending. But hey, there's a first time for everything, yeah?

And there's also the option to sing your heart out-- although that might not be the most appropriate, given the last execution, but he's. He's trying, anyway. ]

Comments

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[You're successful in grabbing his arm, but Poe immediately sees where this is going and tries to tug his arm out of Gogol's grip.... to no avail. He'll be fairly easy to drag up to the karaoke stage due to being a stick of a man. Still... he's going to protest.]

Clown, don't you dare.

[sendintheclown]

[The grin splitting his face is completely diabolical.]

Oh, I do dare.

[He tugs on Poe's arm again, beginning to drag him towards the stage.]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Clown!

[Poe starts struggling, but to no avail. He makes various protests the whole way, but in the end he is going to be easily dragged up on stage by Gogol.]

[sendintheclown]

What's the matter, Detective? Never done karaoke before?

[That sure is a microphone he's shoving into his hands.]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

No, I've never deigned to try and embarrass myself in this particular fashion before...

[He's going to hold the microphone with one hand... and attempt to grab Gogol's hand with the other. If he's going to be forced to embarrass himself, then he's not going to do it alone if he has anything to say about it.]

... which is why you're going to show me how.

[sendintheclown]

A duet, Detective?

[Gogol makes no attempts to break free, he just looks rather amused.]

I'd love to.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I... yes. A duet.

[.... He has no idea what he's doing. But. He's going to do his best to try and not look like an idiot up here.]

Do... do we just... select a... a song now... or...?

[.... It occurs to him he hasn't listened to much modern music in ages. The only ones he's listened to recently are the ones on the tablet. He'll... probably wind up selecting something random if you leave it to him. Read: I'll select something that has an appealing title to him and works as a duet.]

[sendintheclown]

Yes. Would you like to do the honors?

[Otherwise it's more ABBA for you, Poe.]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I... Okay?

[Poe... clearly has no idea what he's doing as in the process of choosing a song... he accidentally picks one while trying to scroll through the choices. And since it's just his luck... it's a song Gogol would probably like that Poe will probably die of embarrassment half way through too. Enjoy Partners in Crime by Set It Off everyone. Poe has a look of horror on his face as he realizes it's a rock song of somesort, but there's no time to try and change the song as the words start scrolling up right as the song starts. It looks like he'll be singing the girl's part.]

You'll never take us alive?

[He regrets even coming to this after party already. He'd take ABBA over this any day.]

[sendintheclown]

[It's an interesting choice, and not one he's heard of before. Between Dostoyevsky's classical tastes and his more flamboyant tendencies he's had little knowledge of this genre.

Still, he's nothing if not adaptable, and Gogol quickly gets into it.]

They swore that death will do us part!
They'll call our crimes a work of art!

[...oh, it's thematic.]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

They'll never take us alive?

[At... at least his parts are easy so far? This... is still pretty bad, but not as bad as he thought it would be so far.]

[sendintheclown]

[Gogol grips Poe's hand and shoots him a wicked look. Are you ready to throw some dancing into the mix, Detective?]

We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Partners in crime!

[Nevermind! The song is apparently a romance song of all things! WHY???? Poe narrows his eyes at Gogol's look. He's not ever going to be ready for dancing... but you know what? Fine. Sure. He'll play at the Clown's game. He'll dance. Just... ignore everyone else and focus on Gogol and not letting him completely control whatever dance they wind up doing.]

Partners in crime!

[sendintheclown]

[They're just kind of swaying for now, unlike euro-disco from the 70's, this doesn't quite have the beat for anything more ridiculous.]

This, the tale of reckless love, living a life of crime on the run,
I brush to a gun to paint these states green and red

[As the beat picks up, Gogol bounces with it.]

Everybody freeze!

[Grabbing Poe, he points a fingergun towards the audience.]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[Poe's just going along with it all at this point. It's all he can do just to keep up. He has zero idea what he's doing, so despite finding it personally embarrassing, he'll just mimic Gogol and point a finger gun.]

Nobody move!

[sendintheclown]

[See, now you're getting into it Poe! He flashes him a grin before tipping out his hat for the next part.]

Put the money in the bag!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Or we will shoot!

[So... this is all about theatrics huh? Well. He's already embarrassed himself beyond belief... and Poe can do theatrics. So he'll just... wave his finger gun around a bit. Is... is he doing this right?]

[sendintheclown]

[You're doing great, sweetie.

Gogol flips the hat back onto his head.]

Empty out the vault,

[And, freeing his hand from Poe's, he hooks his arm around his waist and drags him close. Thanks to Poe's song choice, being appropriately theatrical and making this as embarrassing as possible for him were one in the same.]

And me and my doll will be on our way!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[That gets a very audible squeak from Poe as he was not expecting that. Still... he does his best to ignore how close they are and continue singing.

Our paper faces flood the streets!