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[drunkkareoke]

Characters: Haku, any of the Vocaloid cast that wants in
Location: Haku Yowane's home in Salem
Time: Late evening
Content: Len's freaking out, Gumi is trying to not freak out, Gaku is concerned about the lack of ghosts, Haku wants nothing to do with the haunted garage and all this comes together to make one giant Vocaloid sleep over at her huge house

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[ she shivers a little, thinking of the institute. she then shakes her head. ]

That's fine. That's perfect. [ she was obviously still pretty spooked herself from all of the happenings as of late. In one hand, she had a suitcase. In the other, she held a small carrying case. Inside the case was Ninjin, along with some food and water and hay for the little guy. ]

[zerosamurai]

[Gaku would have given his sister a hug, if his own hands weren't full with suitcase and cat carrier respectively. One thing he is glad for, though - as soon as he left the institute he was able to hear Kenji mewing again.]

... ah... Haku, I wasn't aware your house was this big...

[drunkkareoke]

Eheh... well... I got a really good deal on it. And the garage is right next door...

[fidgets]

Uhm. Come in, don't just stand in the doorway. You can put your things in the living room for now. The pets can go in the office that's down here.

[mutant_troll]

Suddenly, the back door slammed open, and the heavy foot-stomps of Neru filled the air.

"I'm home!" the moody girl declared. "And guess what, Haku? That stupid place you want me to go to is-"

She stopped upon entering the room everyone was in, and stared at the new arrivals with a flat look.

"Oh hell no."

Luka and Gumi~ ♥

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[ she finishes up her conversation on the phone and looks around. Everybody had kinda split off into their own little groups and whatnot. Gaku was over there with Len, Haku had dragged Neru off for ... well, who knows what, but probably to explain whatever. Luka was over there lookin' kinda lonely, and who the hell ever knew what was up with Miki. Miku was ... yeah, not sure where she was, but she was safe now and that was good.

She moved over toward Luka, resting her forehead on her friend's shoulder. ]

This sucks, Lu.

[go_google_it]

[Luka might have noticed the fact she has been kissed by Gaku on the cheek, without her usual panic or feeling of discomfort, and might had her own mini celebration. Yet, she was deeply concentrated in her magazine. Sure, she wasn't completely interested in these feminine topics: shoes, dresses, dating rules, and all that jazz. Her only concern was overcoming this fear--]

Gah-- Uhm. Yes, yes it does. [May have been startled by Gumi's sudden appearance, but she completely agrees.]

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[ she hears that. and she's looking up at her bff worriedly. ]

You okay? [ she'd totally understand if you weren't, hun. she's kinda freaked too. ]

[go_google_it]

[Well, Luka has something called "pride". Apparently it's very sensitive and does not like to be bothered. She tries for her best "I'M COMPLETELY ALRIGHT" face, all while casually flipping a page in her magazine.]

I'm good, Gumi. [She at least manages a smile at her friend's concern, reaching over to pat her on the head.] What should we do, I wonder?

[hatsunemix]

[Miku arrives late, looking worn-down and as if "maybe she fell asleep on the way over" might be a possibility for her not arriving with the others. She's clutching her giant leek pillow, her hair in one long ponytail, as she knocks.]

[dive_into_stars]

[Miki might be the alarm clock Miku needs. Due to her disappointment of being ignored by the lovely Neru, who she believes is just playing hard to get, she finds the knocking as a sign. A sign that she might be saved from boredom. Ahh, thank you God.

She sprints for the door and does not hesitate to yell:]

Mikuuuuuuuuu~ ★

[hatsunemix]

[Miku smiles--sleepily, but happily.]

Miki. You're doing well?

[dive_into_stars]

[Oh goodness, Miki could discuss her life's story for such a simple question. But instead, she starts with her overwhelming feeling that is not delight!? A horrible, disgusting feeling she would much rather vomit up.]

Could be better! Everyone around here is being party poopers, I mean-- [THEN, she notices this wave of sleepiness.] ... Hey, no need to settle yourself at the door, come on in.~