[Video][Backdated to Week 27, Day 3, evening]
Elliot and Touya
[The ryokan is still lit up, rather cheerfully, though there's a certain air of emptiness to the room, the food mostly gone, dirty dishes left sitting on tables, the room clear of guests. Two young men stand together in the lobby area, the Hitomi focused on them from afar, not being held by either.
The taller and broader of the boys is backing off as if he's just hit the button, then standing with one hip cocked a little, his eyes glaring. For anyone who can see magic, there's a shudder of angry energy around him.]
If there's anything still on the ryokan grounds who doesn't live here...
[He bites off the words, and then stops, as if he's too angry to even continue.]
[And the shorter one just cocks an eyebrow slightly in the other's direction, and snorts lightly, almost mockingly. And then, he pulls in a breath, draws up his shoulders lightly and opens his mouth wide as he grabs the hilt of his sword, raising one hand to point at the hitomi.]
GET THE HELL OUT! It's late!
[He'll use the sword if necessary, and that should be obvious.
What do you mean violence doesn't solve everything?]
[Well, Elliot really is so good at this talking thing. Touya gives an approving nod, not minding the yelling at all, at the moment, and then draws in a deep breath of his own, as if trying to find composure.]
AND YOU BETTER AS HELL CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELVES AS YOU GO! GO IT?
[Good, Touya, that's better.]
If you have any damn sense of shame or pride left!
[Hmph. Touya will just cross his arms here.]
((OOC: This happens the night of the party, presumably while there are still people outside. Feel free to respond with scrambling, and/or feel the energy of a very pissed off mage from inside the building, if your character is sensitive to such.))
[The ryokan is still lit up, rather cheerfully, though there's a certain air of emptiness to the room, the food mostly gone, dirty dishes left sitting on tables, the room clear of guests. Two young men stand together in the lobby area, the Hitomi focused on them from afar, not being held by either.
The taller and broader of the boys is backing off as if he's just hit the button, then standing with one hip cocked a little, his eyes glaring. For anyone who can see magic, there's a shudder of angry energy around him.]
If there's anything still on the ryokan grounds who doesn't live here...
[He bites off the words, and then stops, as if he's too angry to even continue.]
[And the shorter one just cocks an eyebrow slightly in the other's direction, and snorts lightly, almost mockingly. And then, he pulls in a breath, draws up his shoulders lightly and opens his mouth wide as he grabs the hilt of his sword, raising one hand to point at the hitomi.]
GET THE HELL OUT! It's late!
[He'll use the sword if necessary, and that should be obvious.
What do you mean violence doesn't solve everything?]
[Well, Elliot really is so good at this talking thing. Touya gives an approving nod, not minding the yelling at all, at the moment, and then draws in a deep breath of his own, as if trying to find composure.]
AND YOU BETTER AS HELL CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELVES AS YOU GO! GO IT?
[Good, Touya, that's better.]
If you have any damn sense of shame or pride left!
[Hmph. Touya will just cross his arms here.]
((OOC: This happens the night of the party, presumably while there are still people outside. Feel free to respond with scrambling, and/or feel the energy of a very pissed off mage from inside the building, if your character is sensitive to such.))