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[X] I'm soaked, I need a change of clothes.
[X] Where are the other rabbits?
[X] My head is killing me. I wonder if anybody knows how to fix a hangover.
[X] Kogasa is probably missing her umbrella like I'm missing my mallet.
I nearly fall when I climb out of the bathtub. In my defense, the rug that is put there specifically to prevent stuff like this is currently occupied, so of course trying to get out somewhere else goes a little bit worse than I would like. I manage to catch myself on the edge of the tub, although I bang my knee while doing it. Just another bit of soreness added to the rest of me I guess. A quick look back confirms that my almost fall wasn't enough to knock mini-Suika into the water at least. Although if she hadn't been knocked out while I was struggling to avoid drowning, I doubt there would be much that I could do accidentally that would create waves large enough to knock her overboard.
Okay, I'm out of the tub now, that's step number one out of something-hundred done. I don't know everything that's going on, or what all happened last night to get me to this point, but I feel like figuring that out will come eventually. It's more important that I get back into a state where I can accomplish things. Once I'm up and good to go, I can take it from there.
First order of business then. I am wet and cold and dripping all over the place while I awkwardly stand here beside the tub. There's a towel rack over there, so I'll just borrow some of those and dry myself off. It's not exactly an ideal solution, I can't really get my clothes completely dry like this, and I'd really rather not be gross and soggy all day. Maybe I could find a change of clothes somewhere. Kagerou's dress isn't being worn by anyone, although I would have to drag it out of her arms, so that might not be such a good option. I'll try something else.
On the bright side, even if I almost drowned and still feel gross and miserable, I did have something similar to a proper bath last night. I'm probably a little better off in terms of cleanliness than if I had used the portable shower back at camp. So hey, there's an upside to this, even if it's small and inconsequential.
I grab two towels off the rack, one for my body and one for my hair. I'm probably not in a position to complain about it, but these towels aren't exactly the best quality. It seems like they've been used frequently and for a long time, making them look very worn. The one I rub over my body even has a tear developing from one of the edges. Either this isn't a normal guest room or whoever lives here really doesn't care about impressing people. Oh well. I didn't come here to be impressed. Or for any reason that sober me knows about.
I spend some time trying to dry myself off, but there's only so much I can do after having sat in a tub of water all night. My hair and skin is easy enough to deal with, but it really does look like I'm going to have to find a temporary replacement for my clothes. Going outside, let alone flying through the sky in cold damp clothes like this sounds like a recipe for getting sick. Just because we have medicine back at camp that should cure most Earth sicknesses that we're likely to encounter down here doesn't mean that I should be reckless.
The other occupants of the bathroom seem perfectly content to keep sleeping, so I'll leave the three (2 and a tenth?) of them alone. I'll probably be better off asking somebody who isn't sleeping off a night of getting hammered, assuming that somebody like that is around here. I feel like I should still take Kogasa's umbrella along though, she's probably missing it in the same way that I'm missing my mallet. I could just be projecting though. I've been told that I do that without realizing it sometimes.
With a towel still wrapped around my waist to try and minimize some of the dripping, I open up the door to loo-
Oh dammit. Owowowow.
I let out a pained groan and have to shrink back a bit when I open up the door. It leads to a hallway, though I'm a bit busy trying to avert my eyes so I don't end up picking out many details. There's definitely a window at the end of the hallway, and it is definitely sunny outside right now. Just looking at the light pouring in is making my brain throb inside my skull. I squint my eyes as much as possible, keeping my head down as I scramble to a random door down the hallway and let myself in.
This next room is a bit better off at least. It seems that the hallway that I had to go through has a window that faces east, so the morning sun comes through pretty clearly. This bedroom doesn't have that, instead having a window with a curtain that faces north. At least I assume that this is a bedroom. The large fluffy bed is a pretty big hint. I guess I should look around a little bit to try and pick up information about where I am.
Let me see... The bed is large enough for me to feel a little jealous about it, so whoever lives here clearly has the money to afford nice things. Or at least they did at one point. There's a couple of well crafted but obviously rather old dressers off to the side and a desk sitting under the window. I can see various sheets of paper and a few books scattered on the desktop, but it seems mostly unused. In the near corner of the room there's also a large pile of laundry. There was probably a basket or something under it at some point but I can't really see it anymore under the hill of already worn pajamas. Aside from a strong affinity for the color pink, there doesn't seem to be a very good indicator of whose room this is.
Well, there are clothes here, and there's nobody around to see me get changed, so I think this is a good enough solution to my wetness problem. I do feel somewhat bad that I'm borrowing something without asking, but it looks like whoever lives in this room isn't exactly hurting for clothes. Plus, I'll give them back after my normal dress has dried. Promise.
I don't really want to wear dirty clothes out, to say nothing about them being pajamas, so I throw my wet towels into the dirty clothes pile and head for the dressers to try and find something clean. When I look, there doesn't appear to be any order or reasoning to what's in each drawer, so I just pick some things out at random. I wind up with something surprisingly modern looking. A pair of blue capris and a white camisole which seem to be in my size, although it looks like most of the stuff in here would fit me well enough. The top shows off a bit more skin around the shoulders than I usually go with, but I'm fine with it I guess. Regardless of what I end up with, I can't possibly look as bad as I feel in my head right now.
It might not be necessary, but I make sure to put Kogasa's umbrella down with its eye facing away from me. I don't know how intelligent this thing is, but it's at least alive enough to look around and move its tongue, so I'd rather not have it staring at me while I change. I'm at least nice enough to lay it down on the pink fluffy pillows of the bed, so it should be as happy as an umbrella youkai thing can be.
Changing doesn't take long, especially when I'm feeling too crappy to put a lot of effort into my appearance. I'm sure I look fine, all things considered. Once I'm finished, I bunch up my wet clothes and try to think of what to do with them. It would be best if I hung them up somewhere to dry out the rest of the way, but I don't really know where an appropriate place would be. I guess I'll give up on that one and just carry them around along with the umbrella. I can at least call the 'fix wet clothes' objective more or less complete. I'd like to say I'm good to go now, but that's not really true. I still have a massive headache and am sore all over. I don't have a way to deal with that though. Maybe somebody with more drinking experience than me would know what I should do to cure the headache part at least.
Either way, I need to find more people, and the best people to find are probably the other rabbits. I know that, aside from Yuzuki, the others were also drinking pretty heavily last night. It might be good to make sure that nobody is in a bad situation, though I doubt that any of them could be in worse situations than almost accidentally drowning in a bathtub like a dumbass. The only problem is that looking for other people means leaving the room. Which means going back into the hallway that is almost definitely still full of my unexpected enemy, the sun. At least this time I can brace myself, but I imagine this is still going to involve a lot of wincing and unpleasantness. It doesn't help that I don't know where I'm going either. Ugh, here goes nothing...
Ow. Ow. Ow... Yup, still painful. I can at least do a better job of paying attention to my surroundings this time as I pick a door at random and go toward it. This hallway and the bedroom I was just in were nicely carpeted and looked well built, but also seemed poorly maintained. The walls, or more specifically the wall paper, also give some clear evidence that this building was pretty high class in its day, but that day was a long time ago. Now it's just getting older and dustier, and nobody seems to be cleaning things up.
I move into another room and quickly shut the door behind me, relieved that this room also has the curtains drawn enough to avoid hurting my eyes that badly. In fact this room is pretty similar in general to the bedroom that I was just in. It's got the same kind of simple but high quality furniture in roughly the same places. The difference is that this room is currently occupied by at least a couple of the people that I've been looking for. I guess that a pretty good portion of the party goers from last night moved here just like me. Let's see here...
Ringo is fast asleep on the floor, her hat slid down enough to cover her face. It looks like she might have been on the bed at one point, but either fell or got pushed off.
Chiyo has somehow managed to secure both the half of the bed and all of its covers, and is sleeping peacefully in a bundle of blankets. Pretty typical of her.
Sekibanki's head is sleeping upside down on an extra pillow right next to Chiyo, while her body is lying on the floor. That's kind of disturbing to look at honestly. It looks like some kind of grisly murder.
The unoccupied spot on the bed that is freed up by Sekibanki's body not being there is instead being taken up by Kyouko, who has rolled herself up into a ball kind of like how Kagerou had back in the bathroom.
The winged youkai that Chiyo talked to last night (I really need to figure out which one is Tokiko and which one is Kokoro) is sitting at the desk, leaning over to sleep on her own folded arms. She's probably going to wake up sore like that.
Benben and Lunasa appear to have swapped clothes with each other, and are both sleeping on the floor under a blanket that somehow avoided being captured by Chiyo.
Overall, everyone looks a bit messy and disheveled, but I assume that's normal after a night of drinking. I can see some empty bottles laying off to the side, and there's also a scattered pile of playing cards near the center of the room. I guess this could be a lot worse. Just looking at the aftermath, I don't think it's unreasonable to guess that everyone probably had a lot of fun last night.
Still, I need to get the other rabbits up soon. This is only two out of four, and we need to regroup and recover so we can accomplish things today. I gingerly step my way over to the bed and lean down so I can wake up Ringo in my normal way. Pulling her hat off of her face, I have to suppress a giggle at her somehow having gotten bed head while sleeping on the floor. It's probably just from her hat coming off though. She's pretty much always wearing that thing.
When I lean down and blow a puff of air into one of Ringo's ears, I don't get the normal response that I'm used to. Instead of the tiny freak out and her suddenly being awake, Ringo groans some annoyed noises out. "Mmmfh. Fffuck," I'm not really used to Ringo swearing like that, but I guess it's not surprising. I imagine that, like me, Ringo is not exactly in the best state.
"Sorry Ringo," I whisper to her, but try to make it loud enough that she doesn't just fall back asleep. "We need to get up and get going."
Ringo responds with a pained moan while slowly rolling over and dragging herself into a sitting position. Once she's up, she opens her eyes, shuts them again with a pained expression, then squints as she opens them back up more slowly. After a little bit of adjustment, she eventually reaches a point where she can properly look at me. "Well, good morning beautiful. What's your name?" She says, keeping her voice quiet as neither of us want to hear loud noises right now.
Oh come on, I only changed my clothes. "Ringo..."
"Oh nice, we have the same name," Ringo interrupts jokingly before I can continue.
"You know it's me," I sigh. It's kind of hard to get enthusiastic toward jokes right now.
Ringo apparently doesn't agree, given how she's snickering. "It's still a nice look. You're super cute like that," After a moment, she reconsiders what she just said. "Well, you look super cute in your normal clothes too, this is just an interesting change."
Huh. I'm kind of surprised at Ringo's comments. They feel kind of different from how we usually interact. I don't think anything happened that would have changed things between us, so this feels a little odd. "I woke up in a bathtub this morning," I explain, putting the strange feeling aside. "I had to get something else to wear, and this was something that was available."
"So you don't know who they belong to?" Ringo asks. "Damn, I would have thanked them for their good taste."
"I don't even remember how we got here," I admit with just a little bit of embarrassment.
"We definitely flew here as a group at some point last night, I remember that much," I don't know if Ringo's actually remembering things or just guessing. "Dunno who's idea it is or where this is though."
"You're still better off than I am," I don't remember anything at all about coming to this house, but then I'm also pretty sure I was drinking more than anyone else. Thinking about how caught up I got in what I'm now admitting was a party instead of a meeting makes me a little bit embarrassed to be honest. Let's just move on. "Let's go and get the others up for now," I suggest, handing Ringo back her hat.
Ringo stands up slowly and stretches a bit while I turn to the next easiest rabbit to find, Chiyo. She looks pretty comfy being all wrapped up like that, and I feel a little bad about waking her up. Not bad enough that I'm not going to do it though. She should just be glad that she had a nice rest in a big fluffy bed instead of a tub full of water. I don't really have a normal way of waking Chiyo up, since usually Yuzuki takes care of that. I guess I can just pinch her cheeks, since her face is the only part of her that's exposed right now.
"nnnnmf," Chiyo makes some kind of noise, shakes her head away from my hand, and buries her face into a pillow. "Five minutes," She mumbles out, sounding surprisingly more awake than I expected.
"Five Chiyo minutes or five minutes?" I ask her patiently, those are two very different lengths of time.
Chiyo shifts up deeper into the pillow to try and cover her ears some more. "mmf," Is the only not-response that I get.
"So she says," Ringo observes, stepping over next to me. "Here, I got her," She decides, leaning down and sliding her arms under the wrapped up bundle of blankets that is Chiyo. Once her hands are in position, Ringo effortlessly lifts up our smaller friend.
"Hurp..." Chiyo makes a gross burping sound as she's brought up into Ringo's arms. "-na puke."
"Gonna puke," Chiyo repeats shortly. Oh no...
"Bathroom is two doors down that way," I quickly tell Ringo, pointing in the direction I came down the hallway. I definitely don't want Chiyo making a mess in here, especially with everyone else around and trying to sleep.
Ringo nods to me and hurries off to the door, still carrying Chiyo with her. I can hear her groan out a few less than pleasant words when the light from the hallway hits her, but she still rushes out of the room quickly. Good crisis management, Ringo.
So that means two out of four of the other rabbits are now confirmed to be fine. I'm sure that all five of us are fine actually, at least for some value of fine, but knowing for sure is still a bit of relief. Just two more to go, then I can continue on with all the other stuff that I have to take care of... Ugh. I reluctantly wander out into the hallway and try for another door, this time across the hallway and a bit further from the window.
This is uh... Somewhat different from the situation Ringo and Chiyo were in. This new room that I've wandered into appears to be a lounge of some kind. There's a piano and a large string instrument (a cello, I think?) set up in a corner near an unlit fireplace, with a couple of plush couches and armchairs arranged in a half circle around a small coffee table in the center of the room. Laying down on one of the couches with her hat discarded off to the side and her clothes disheveled enough that she can only technically be considered to still be wearing them is Sumi. That wouldn't be that big of a deal, but she isn't alone.
Yatsuhashi is the name of the other string girl that isn't Benben, right? We were never really introduced, but I know that people mentioned her multiple times. From what I heard, her and Sumi hit it off pretty well, and from what I'm seeing now, that's definitely confirmed. Yatsuhashi is sleeping quietly on top of Sumi. Her skirt is missing but her shirt and underwear are still on. The light red strings that are normally around her body are looped around Sumi's torso. When you combine that with their arms being wrapped around each other and Yatsuhashi's head resting peacefully in the crook of Sumi's neck, it's pretty clear that they're um... Cuddling.
Er... I'm not sure if I should bother them.
[ ] Leave Sumi alone
[ ] Wake Sumi up
I make poor decisions about time management sometimes. I think everything's straightened around now. Should hopefully be good on update times until Christmas.
And hey, the next update will probably be in a new thread, isn't that exciting?