Game 2, Day 3

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ Did everybody sleep well? At promptly 6 AM, or at least what the tablets proclaim to be 6 AM, Ronald bursts in with the morning announcements. ]

Good morning, kids! Today we have a fantastic new game for you to play, and we think you'll have a lot of fun! It's fun, it's a classic, iiiiiiiiit's



[ The feed switches off, but only for a second before flicking back on so Ronald can add: ]

Oh, by the way, Seven died trying to escape.

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[chosemyfate]

I....

I dare you to put that bottle down just for the time being. if we could at least talk..?

[jinglebros]

...

[ Santa doesn't want to but he has nothing if he doesn't do this game, so. He puts it down. ]

[chosemyfate]

I promise I will not stop you, but...

[Corrin carefully comes closer, as if offering you the chance to back away or keep distance. His arms extended, to offer a hug. He's sorry for also being in line to hug you but.... He is worried about you. ]

I'm sorry that the results weren't favorable...

[jinglebros]

[ As if Santa would ever turn down the chance for a Corrin brand hug. He gives the same treatment to this one that he did Kyrie - a rush into Corrin's arms. He says nothing in response. ]

[chosemyfate]

[ He might have gasped at the sudden rush into his arms, that came out of nowhere. But Corrin starts to relax knowing that Santa didn't reject him right away. He nuzzles the top of the other's head and hums in content. He makes sure to say this in a whispered tone so no one would hear them. ]

You're not as bad as you might think you are, Aoi... You care a lot and do a lot for so many. I'm honored to know you and so was Seven.

...And [A knowing smile. ] perhaps to make up for my selfish request, you may do your cruelest for my turn.

[jinglebros]

[ Santa has his face buried against Corrin's shoulder when the other speaks his words. He shakes his head and then pulls back and laughs at the last bit. It's a strange laugh, an echo of humour, but at least it's there. ]

You'll have to tell me truth or dare.

[ He wipes at his eyes to dry them. ]

[chosemyfate]

[ He was hesitant to let go, but as long as the other was starting to seem better? He sincerely hoped so. He had a frown across his expression.

He reached up to wipe one that you missed before stepping back and still . He attempts a bit of humor himself when he says this, ]

As hesitant as I might be to say this, I'll go with dare. It seems fair for the time being that I do one after asking for one.

[jinglebros]

I dare you to kiss my cheek. [ Santa pats his left cheek to indicate. ] Right here. I know that'll be torture, but try for me?

[ He's managed a slight grin. ]

[chosemyfate]

....Is that the alcohol speaking? [He gives a chuckle, but that teasing was just Corrin's own attempt to cover up that he's blushing full on pink now.

Besides. Anything to help Santa be even close to being himself again! If anything helped... That's what Corrin wants.

He might have leaned forward to begin to kiss but first, a whisper to Santa's ear.]

If you ask me? I think the hero that saved me from no votes was due for this.

[ Then! Corrin gives a shy smooch to his cheek.]

[jinglebros]

[ If it was the alcohol speaking, he'd ask for a kiss on the mouth, but he's not going to admit that. He starts to blush as well at the whisper and then turns full on red when the actual cheek smococh happens. he was not emotionally prepared for how nice it would feel! ]

It wasn't much, I just put your name into my tablet...

[ Humble is a new look for him. ]

[chosemyfate]

[ If it is a new look for you. then it looks good on you, Aoi. Corrin chuckles because he can tell. And a blushing Aoi is a cute Aoi.

He sincerely appreciated the help. He nuzzles his forehead against his before backing away. ]

Maybe so. But I still appreciate it. [He is glad he could place his trust in you.] I hope to be able to help you this time. I'll do better.

...Truth or dare?

[jinglebros]

...truth, why not.

[ He needs to start doing the questions. And if he is going to do them around anyone, Corrin's a good choice, because Aoi actually feels like he won't be judged for whatever answers he will give. ]

[chosemyfate]

Hm... [ Yeah, he's not too good at this, bear with him here! But dammit he wants to be useful this round. ]

Did you have any dreams as a child?

[jinglebros]

I wanted to be an astronaut when I was six.

[ He was determined! ]

Really wanted to see the moon.

[chosemyfate]

See the moon? [ He tilts his head. But we see that every night? he thought to himself. ]

I might see why. I'm fond of looking to the moon when it's night.

Are you much for star gazing?

[jinglebros]

Not anymore. I don't like it now. I don't like having dreams.

[ He sounds bitter now, though he's not trying to. ]

Not worth dreaming about something, it just gets taken away from you in the end.

[chosemyfate]

[Well... You're not entirely wrong about that, Aoi.

But Corrin still looked with a frown. Ah, he's sorry for bringing up anything painful. He thinks it's ok to allow the bottle back to you, so Corrin might have it in his hands and being offered back. ]

I'm sorry for assuming. I had no idea.

Yet there are things you still currently consider your goals? You always struck me as someone who is determined to the death for what they want. Would those, by some extensions, be some more obtainable dreams that just changed with time?

[jinglebros]

[ Santa takes the bottle but just stares at it before setting it down. Somehow it feels like a disgusting choice right now. He doesn't want to make himself look bad around Corrin, he really doesn't. ]

Right now, all I see as a goal is fixing my asinine mistakes.