meadowlarklogs | sweet vermouth, now you're telling me the truth

That is a game?

[ it sounds like a convenient way to get intoxicated but he cannot deny that he isn't trying to think of something he's never done. ]

I have never sung in the shower.

[ it is the first thing that comes to mind because he knows of someone else who has done that and recently so it happens to be fresh in his mind. ]

I fell asleep in the bath last night, but I don't sing.

[ she never had the time! sonic showers were and in and out deal, water showers were for the rich. now she is the rich and she sleeps in bathtubs.

she's gonna die in a bathtub and it will haunt her like william howard taft. ]

[ cassian has no drink and makes no sign of getting up to get a drink. it reminds him a little of games rebels would play, including himself once upon a time. ]

[ but! again! gross! talking about himself! it's not like he dislikes anyone in this room, but there's barely things he admits to himself, why would he admit them to others?? ]

Cannot say I have either. [ showers are quick! in and out, for proficiency! ]

What? It's relaxing. And Jyn hums in the bathtub, so...

[ daisy takes the drink. it's good-natured, but she does mutter asshole under her breath as she sits up, legs swinging off the couch so that she can stand up and head back into the kitchen. from the fridge, she pulls three beers; one for herself, since her current one is nearly empty after illya's absentmindedly drank half of it over the course of the evening, one for said drink-stealer, and the last for cassian, who will never admit to needing a drink but who will take one if it's put in his hand. jyn has her own, and is also close enough to the kitchen to get a refill if she wants one. ]

Part of the game, grandpa, [ is her encouragement. deal with it.

as she settles back down on the couch, this time cross-legged against the opposite arm rest, she poses the follow-up. ]

Never have I ever willingly slept in a closet.

[ ok miss erso ]

[ cassian doesn't know how to relax, daisy. ]

We have bright windows, [ jyn protests, flipping daisy off even as she takes a swig of her own drink before she sliiiiiiiides off the stool to pad into the living room proper and sink down on the floor in front of cassian's seat.

it's true! floor to ceiling windows are great until it's the middle of the afternoon and she wants to nap without pulling the blinds. ]

Closet's better than most places I've slept honestly.

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I have avoided closets thus far.

[ so, he doesn't drink despite having another drink pressed into his hand. this game is rather easy, isn't it? he hasn't done a lot of things so perhaps that means he will win.

that's how this game works, correct? ]

Too small.

[ he DOES relax a little when jyn sits near him, but he doesn't... reach out for her like he might normally. he's still?? trying to figure out?? where the touching boundaries are now?? ]

[ he does not take a drink, because he has some clarifications! ]

Does it count as willing if it was your only option?

Edited 2019-07-14 02:16 (UTC)

[ good question. ]

Half a drink. [ and then, in solidarity: ] I used to sleep in a van. It was about as big as my closet now.

[ to be fair, though, daisy would still sleep in a van today if she didn't have someone else in her bed. or even if she did. illya's just too tall for that van, though. ]

Jyn, your turn to go.

[ jyn: what's a van?
also jyn: googles van ]

I've never... [ jyn realizes, again because this is not new information for her, that she has had a wildly abnormal life and she doesn't really know what normal people may or may not have experienced. never have i ever not gone to prison?

she flounders briefly. ]

Gone to school.

[ ah. well, that is something he is going to have to drink for as he'd attended russian schools before and after his family had fallen into disgrace. so, he takes a quick sip of the beer before shrugging. ]

You were not missing much.

[ school was boring and a waste of time. just got in the way. ]

[ he can't for the life of him figure out why he doesn't just get up and walk away, but he... continues to play along instead. ]

[ he takes half a sip for the closet thing, and avoids taking a drink for school. formal education??? haha don't know her. not when you join an anarchist cell when you are six! ]

[ he supposes by the natural order of things, it's his turn? ]

I have never... [ he stares at his beer, not sure what innocuous thing he can bring up. ] Stolen a house in a dream.

[ :D ]

[ though daisy takes two (yes, two!) sips from her beer, there's an air of begrudging agreement to it. as if she knows she's supposed to do it, but how dare they be this good at this game already!

as explanation: ] I dropped out.

[ to pursue ~~a modeling career~~ absolutely nothing. ]

And technically this is an apartment.

[ and, now, it is technically her turn. but she wants illya to go, thus her next statement. ]

I have never made up a fake job for a cover story.

[ jyn also drinks because she was a co-thief, but she snorts into it when daisy makes her claim and elbows cassian in the shin. ]

Ha, Cassian has to drink too.

[ does she know this is fact? no. but she knows. ]

[ he wrinkles his nose, because cassian knows this is aimed at illya, but he finds himself glad it's not take a drink for every fake job. ]

[ force he's had so many. ]

[ with a sigh, he takes a drink, nudging jyn in the back with his leg. hit for a hit. ]

[ mumbling: ] Too many fake jobs.

[ while he does not drink for cassian's question, daisy's causes him to pause before he wonders: ]

Is it a fake job if it is something someone actually hired me to do?

[ would that not make the job legitimate? he'd had a few people come to him for fashion advice so why was he drinking. ]

I think that makes it a real job.

Who hired you? Is there someone who desperately needs help matching their turtlenecks?

[ inquiring minds want to know. ]

It doesn't matter who. The fact is that someone did indeed employ my services and I provided them. The name doesn't matter. They were happy with my suggestions in the end.

[ so there. ]

And you should talk about clothing. Every article you own is brown.

[ snap. ]

[ jyn hauls up the hem of her TAN tee shirt and flashes illya her baby blue bra a la she's the man because fuck you. it matches her black and blue bruises so there, she wears loads of color. ]

Think again mate.

[ jyn has the excuse of being childish by being the youngest in the room. illya has no excuse. ]

I really did not need to see that.

[ HE IS SO SCANDALIZED NOW. ]

Congratulations on owning a color.

[ not that he was that much better. most of his wardrobe was black with a few scatterings of color throw in. ]

[ daisy rolls her eyes so hard it's a miracle they don't pop out of her skull. ]

Illya, drink. Helping someone find a dress for dinner is not the same thing, and you know it.

[ you dumb spy. ]

Also, it's your turn to say a thing.

[ don't tell him what to do! but also, fine. he takes a drink, huffing under his breath the entire time. ]

I have never...

[ he trails off, trying to think of something that would get everyone but him to have to take a drink.

or maybe just something that would mean daisy would drink. he loves you, honey. ]

I have never flashed anyone before.

[ jyn, you get to drink. daisy..............??? ]

Edited 2019-07-15 19:21 (UTC)

[ daisy takes a drink and glares at illya the entire time. how dare you, sir. you're supposed to be on HER TEAM. ]

Don't be jealous you don't have the equipment to make flashing a reasonable distraction.

[ jyn drinks but with little care. boobs get shit done. ]

[ cassian can't see anything from where he's perched in his chair over her, but he briefly stiffens when she flashes illya (more for a dumb? assumption? she is going to flash him?), then eases back into an eyeroll because it is one hundred percent unsurprising. it gets her a win, of course she does it to illya. it's honestly more entertaining watching illya be so completely scandalized. ]

[ has he flashed someone?? no, not in his list of stupid things, so he does not take a drink. ]

[ don't worry cassian, illya has no designs on your girlfriend. he has his own girlfriend who's apparently flashed at least one person in her past. he hides his smile behind his bottle and shakes his head. ]

I didn't know flashing someone was part of your team's protocol.

[ that was to daisy and that was a joke. ]

I have other means of providing a distraction. Anyway, it is someone else's turn.

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