Movie night! [OPEN]

[turbedon]

WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: As promised over the network, Dick's organised a movie night for students (and faculty) in one of the classrooms.
WHEN: 1st November, evening
WHERE: School classroom generously volunteered by one of the staff
WARNINGS: Teens? Snacks? Movies? Things should be tame but you never know!

With help, Dick's managed to get all the furniture in the classroom stacked up against one wall, the cleared floorspace now covered in beanbags from the library, pillows, blankets, even the odd mattress here and there. Some tables have been lined up against another wall to fill with snacks and drinks brought by everyone, ranging from leftover sweets gathered the night before to fresh hot pizza, steaming away in the open cartons. Volunteering chaperones Zian, Booker and Feliks might have their hands full with all these kids, but at least the food's good!

Before the movie watching starts, the students gather round with the DVDs and Blu-rays they've brought, voting on which ones they want to see and which ones can be sadly put away for another night. Once that's done, straws are drawn to pick viewing order, and it's set.

The lights dim, let the movie watching begin!

((OOC: This is an open mingle log for all players to just come in and have fun.))

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[jolie_aile]

Oh no, Feliks.

Flandre reaches over with her opposite arm (she didn't want to move the one Feliks was hiding behind) to pat his head. Gloves on, yes--she was being rather twitchy about being mistaken for something she wasn't this time of year.

"You don't have to watch; I can tell you what happens."

Personally, Flandre was fascinated--not by the plot or its cast of once-competent characters making inexplicably poor decisions--but by how the film rendered darkness and shadows she couldn't see through. Was this how everyone else saw them?

[niepokonany]

"I'm good, I'm good!"

He peered over her shoulder, with a little grin that was less confident than he would have liked for it to be. "It's totally not even that scary, I just like, thought you have a really cute shirt today?"

He poked at her wings gently, slightly distracted by them.

[jolie_aile]

Flandre just pats his head again, smiling.

"You're really obvious sometimes, Feliks."

That wing he was poking felt a bit ticklish today, but she wiggled it anyway to try and keep Feliks distracted. Like a cat and a feather.

[niepokonany]

Her plan worked perhaps a little embarrassingly well. Feliks's attention turned to her wing, as he played with it lazily.

"As if, what do you mean?"

[jolie_aile]

...okay that tickles too much. Flandre has to at least giggle before lowering her voice. Not to a whisper; whispers were noisy. But she wanted to be sure he'd hear.

"It's okay if you're scared, Feliks."

He was...really just like a cat, wasn't he?

[niepokonany]

"It's just a dumb movie, dude. Nobody's scared of..."

The strings jumped to a sudden crescendo, accompanied with the crash of some items in the room, and Feliks pressing closer to her back.

"God! Oh my god, his face, that's so gross!"

[jolie_aile]

Flandre's first impulse is to also jump--then try and jump and plant herself between Feliks and whatever it was that made the noise. Then she remembers she's pretty much there already, and does her best to keep still, though her wings are still half bristled.

Partially because she was certain facial muscles didn't work the way they did in the film, partially because...she was at a bit of a loss as to where to put them. Feliks was in the way of where one of them normally folded up.

...maybe if she just draped the wing on his head, in place of her hand.

[niepokonany]

Well, that seemed to work, sort of? The light pressure of her wing draped over him seemed to calm him down a little, but he squirmed when he started to hear things happening on the screet again.

"What, what's happening? I totally can't see!"