{"id":29932,"date":"2026-06-05T04:26:08","date_gmt":"2026-06-05T08:26:08","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2026-06-05T04:26:08","modified_gmt":"2026-06-05T08:26:08","slug":"event-1450","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/2026\/06\/05\/event-1450\/","title":{"rendered":"Yukino&#8217;s Game Night event"},"content":{"rendered":"<style>\n    .edgt-post-text-inner p {\n        margin-bottom: 35px !important;\n    }\n    <\/style>\n<p><strong>Date:<\/strong> 2026-06-04 16:03<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><span style=\"color:#008000\">               (<\/span>Yukino&#8217;s Game Night event<span style=\"color:#008000\">)<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#008080\">        [<\/span>Thu Jun  4 2026<span style=\"color:#008080\">]<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#Ebd05e\">A<span style=\"color:#ecd161\">n<span style=\"color:#edd264\"> <span style=\"color:#edd366\">E<span style=\"color:#eed469\">l<span style=\"color:#eed56c\">e<span style=\"color:#efd66e\">g<span style=\"color:#efd771\">a<span style=\"color:#f0d873\">n<span style=\"color:#f0d976\">t<span style=\"color:#f1da78\"> <span style=\"color:#f1db7b\">O<span style=\"color:#f2dd7d\">c<span style=\"color:#f2de80\">e<span style=\"color:#f3df82\">a<span style=\"color:#f3e085\">n<span style=\"color:#f4e187\">v<span style=\"color:#f4e28a\">i<span style=\"color:#f5e38c\">e<span style=\"color:#f5e48f\">w<span style=\"color:#f6e591\"> <span style=\"color:#f6e794\">C<span style=\"color:#f6e896\">a<span style=\"color:#f7e999\">s<span style=\"color:#f7ea9b\">i<span style=\"color:#f8eb9e\">n<span style=\"color:#f8eca0\">o<span style=\"color:#f8eda3\"> <span style=\"color:#f9eea5\">R<span style=\"color:#f9efa8\">e<span style=\"color:#f9f1aa\">s<span style=\"color:#faf2ad\">t<span style=\"color:#faf3af\">a<span style=\"color:#faf4b2\">u<span style=\"color:#fbf5b4\">r<span style=\"color:#fbf6b7\">a<span style=\"color:#fbf7b9\">n<span style=\"color:#fbf9bb\">t<\/span\/span\/span><br \/><span style=\"color:#ebd05e\">The restaurant occupies a generous space on the casino&#8217;s second floor, with<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#edd264\">floor-to-ceiling windows along the southern wall offering unobstructed views<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#eed46a\">of the Atlantic Ocean and the nearby marine rescue facility. Round tables<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#efd76f\">draped in crisp white linens fill the dining area, each set with heavy<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f0d975\">silverware and crystal water glasses that catch the light from the overhead<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f1db7a\">chandeliers. The carpet beneath is a deep burgundy with gold geometric<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f2de80\">patterns that help muffle the constant din of conversation and clinking<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f3e085\">dishware. Dark wood wainscoting runs along the interior walls, punctuated by<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f4e38b\">brass sconces that cast warm pools of light between the larger windows. A<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f5e590\">long service bar stretches across the back wall, its polished granite surface<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f6e796\">reflecting the rows of bottles arranged on mirrored shelves behind it. The<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f7ea9b\">smell of seafood and steak mingles with the faint undertone of cigarette<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f8eca0\">smoke that drifts up from the gaming floor below, while the distant sound of<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f9efa6\">slot machines provides a subtle rhythm beneath the restaurant&#8217;s ambient<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#f9f1ab\">noise. During daylight hours, natural light floods the space, rendering the<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#faf4b1\">ocean a brilliant blue-grey, while evening brings the twinkle of boat lights<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#fbf6b6\">on the water and the occasional sweep of the marine facility&#8217;s searchlight<br \/>\n<span style=\"color:#fbf9bb\">across the darkened bay.<\/span\/span\/span><br \/>It is about <span style=\"color:#00ff00\">60<\/span>F(<span style=\"color:#00ff00\">15<\/span>C) degrees.  The mist is heaviest <span style=\"color:#a6ceff\">A<span style=\"color:#a3ccf8\">t<span style=\"color:#a1cbf1\"> <span style=\"color:#9fc9ea\">T<span style=\"color:#9dc8e4\">h<span style=\"color:#9ac6dd\">o<span style=\"color:#98c5d6\">r<span style=\"color:#95c4d0\">n<span style=\"color:#93c2c9\">b<span style=\"color:#90c1c2\">e<span style=\"color:#8ebfbc\">r<span style=\"color:#8bbeb5\">r<span style=\"color:#88bdaf\">y<span style=\"color:#86bba8\"> <span style=\"color:#83baa2\">a<span style=\"color:#80b89b\">n<span style=\"color:#7db795\">d<span style=\"color:#7ab58e\"> <span style=\"color:#76b488\">L<span style=\"color:#73b281\">a<span style=\"color:#70b17b\">k<span style=\"color:#6cb074\">e<\/span\/span\/span><\/p>\n<p>And there, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino&#8217;s<\/span> phone shows the turn of the hour and she looks up at the people present. She makes a deeper bow to the people present. &#8220;One observes herself to be grateful for people attending.&#8221; She straightens and then gestures to the chest and trunk with masks. &#8220;One finds herself suggesting everyone chooses a mask they might prefer. One thinks they are a little special, perhaps. One recalls some to mean blind a little literally&#8230;&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo ambles his -ness over to the trunk and peers inside, a bit closer this time before drawing out a mask and turning it over in his hands. He spares a curious look to Yukino with a raised brow. <\/p>\n<p>That certainly gets <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine&#8217;s<\/span> attention back, and in a moment, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> is squeezing Vasilisa back, chin tipping up to look at her face. That does not help, it seems, as a moment later her eyes are back down, and she&#8217;s hugging Vasilisa even more fiercely. But, at Yukino&#8217;s words, she slips away, twisting from Vasilisa and lifting a hand. &#8220;Later.&#8221; She promises, eyes already lit with excitement, before again, there&#8217;s a split second to her being over to the trunks, staring down into them as instructed. <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> beams over to Elaine, bouncing over to join her in rummaging through the trunk <\/p>\n<p>Maricela tap taps the center line of Regaldo&#8217;s mask. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo goes slightly cross eyed as Maricela does this. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It hides your double chins, Tio, you look good,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Maricela<\/span> answers, once her mask has been appropriately fussed with, and so has his. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo gives Maricela a thumbs up. <\/p>\n<p>Elaine slips on the mask, spinning away from the trunk and stepping on over to one of the tables, a little spring in her step as she goes. <\/p>\n<p>Yukino places the mask of a split-faced Lovers on her own face, retrieving it after everyone else had picked one. Then she moves towards the round table, sliding around it, and turns to the guests. &#8220;One might say it is a little game&#8230;&#8221; She sighs, deeply, extensively. Her voice smudges to something sweeter and more cutish pronounced for some reason. &#8220;Might there be someone&#8230; who will dare the kiss of Past&#8217;s Folly&#8230; Or the sweet warm embrace of a cherished folly of the future, if one were allowed to ask.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo nudges Maricela with his -ness, clearly trying to select her as tribute. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sure, sure,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Maricela<\/span> says, elbowing someone fondly in the middle. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sure, sure,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Maricela<\/span> says, elbowing Regaldo fondly in the middle. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ah, one might say it is such a beautiful shame, perhaps.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> says,smiling as she watches for who will dare try to use one of the decks first. &#8220;One might say&#8230; the purpose of the mask shall be quite revealed&#8230; and perhaps some might find their sweetest affair&#8230;&#8221; She sighs, as if it was sacred. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo glances aside to the other masked fellows and shrugs only to reach out for a card from the Past deck. <\/p>\n<p>Maricela strays to squeeze Yukino lightly around the shoulders in a hug, before glancing between the decks. <\/p>\n<p>Stepping forward, eyes smiling, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> dips her head. &#8220;I will.&#8221; She says, voice already bordering on a laugh as she reaches&#8230; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo uses a deck of Cards Past: <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo uses a deck of Cards Past: <span style=\"color:#808080\">                                                                          You kissed someone to be seen \/ not gentle, not quite clean.<i>53                                                                          (Tell us of the time you kissed someone just to be seen.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>Maricela uses a deck of Future&#8217;s Folly: <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa bounces over to the deck, hand hovering over one of them, before Regaldo beats her to it. <\/p>\n<p>Elaine uses a deck of Cards Past: <\/p>\n<p>Elaine uses a deck of Cards Past: <span style=\"color:#808080\">                                                                          You told a tale that wasn&#8217;t yours \/ then added details, made it worse.<i>53                                                                          (Confess how you passed on a story that wasn&#8217;t yours to tell.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One finds sir Regaldo to be the first&#8230;&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> says, smiling quite dearly. &#8220;Might sir Regaldo share of that which his once folly inquires upon? One notes&#8230; it may never be about a truth or a lie.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa uses a deck of Future&#8217;s Folly: <span style=\"color:#800000\">                                                                          You&#8217;ll read a fate you know is fake \/ but do it well, for heaven&#8217;s sake.<i>53                                                                          (Tell someone their fortune. Lie beautifully.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>Regaldo gives a lift of his head and starts tapping on his phone. The device chirps and recites in cold neutrality, &#8220;One time I was trying to get someone&#8217;s attention so I planted one on their horse.&#8221; while amusement shows in his eyes behind the mask. <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa lets out a low whistle from beneath her mask, soft giggles following. <\/p>\n<p>Yukino hides her lips behind a hand when she lets out a giggle. &#8220;One finds&#8230; she believes sir Regaldo a little too much perhaps&#8230; one recalls&#8230; he might enjoy eating a little too much.&#8221; She grins. She hmms, andmentions &#8220;One only finds herself being sad this may end eventually.&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>She turns to Elaine &#8220;Miss daringly drawn a card of Past&#8217;s Folly&#8230; one might wonder if she might answer on the question asked?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>A sudden, bright laugh escapes <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span>. &#8220;On their horse!&#8221; Her hands clasp, as if praying. &#8220;That&#8217;s wonderful! At least you shared some affection with the poor horse.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo nods a few times in agreement. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;but it is also so sweet!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> says, fluttering a delicate hand. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I am a man of many hats.&#8221; comes from the phone of <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Regaldo<\/span> who wears none. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh! Of course!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine&#8217;s<\/span> actual expression is hidden, but the smile is evident in her voice. &#8220;A story not mine to tell, I have given many of these. It was once, when I was newly sent to my first owner. He was the kindest I had for quite a long time after, as I learned several secrets he kept dear. His rival, of course, was my next. He desired to know, and so I told much to him!&#8221; Her hand comes to the mask, and her eyes light again with amusement. &#8220;He died!&#8221; She finishes. &#8220;It was the most wondrous thing&#8230;&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo just sort of stares at Elaine, the eyes behind the mask neutral, perhaps, though he does give a slight cant of his head. <\/p>\n<p>Maricela uses a deck of Future&#8217;s Folly: <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That sounds like a promising beginning!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> observes, she sounds entirely convinced of the matter when she speaks. &#8220;Deaths are like that, right?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Maricela pokes at the deck. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> inclines her head to Vasilisa. &#8220;Very promising! It began a rise in career that ended fifty years later of poisoning!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Maricela uses a deck of Future&#8217;s Folly: <span style=\"color:#800000\">                                                                          You&#8217;ll read a fate you know is fake \/ but do it well, for heaven&#8217;s sake.<i>53                                                                          (Tell someone their fortune. Lie beautifully.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa settles besides Elaine, leaning into her as she nods animatedly. &#8220;Was it a slow onset or fast?&#8221; she asks brightly? &#8220;the slow ones give a hope for learning, while the fast ones well, that would be reusing my line!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One might wonder if miss loved them, so much. One finds herself thinking it is quite tragic.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> says, letting a long sigh out. She places her chin on her hands as if it was the most tragic&#8230; Then she sighs again. &#8220;One might wonder what might have become of such sweet desire-ridden romance, perhaps&#8230;&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>As Maricela pick a card, and it proves to be the same as Vasilisa, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> says. &#8220;One finds both miss and miss may decide their target of a future&#8217;s folly, perhaps. One wonders what kind of romance miss and miss may tell about&#8230;&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa seeds the floor to Maricela, flashing her a double thumbs up. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh very fast, I think.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> says, smile still in her voice. &#8220;His son wanted him dead very much.&#8221; But then she falls silent, watching for the next one to tell. <\/p>\n<p>Maricela taps the card with one of her painted nails, glancing about, before she nods to Regaldo. &#8220;I think Tio is goin&#8217; to find him a pretty young Tia, one of them nurses at the hospital maybe, since he damn near lives there. He finna end up with half a dozen kids, and enough grandbabies and great grandbabies to pack a school.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oooooh, world domination through babies!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> says brightly. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo claps his hands together at Maricela&#8217;s revelation and gives two thumbs up. Probably does not believe a word of it but seems to appreciate the concept. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That&#8217;s wonderful!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> exclaims, apparently delighted. &#8220;You have such a bright future, so full of fortune!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino&#8217;s<\/span> eyes spark up and she lightly claps her hands together, and turns to Regaldo. And then, she adds. &#8220;One finds she was wondering why sir Regaldo was spending so much time at the hospital&#8230;&#8221; She sighs, sweetly, again. &#8220;Sir Regaldo found someone he likes so much he forgets wounds might kill him, it seems&#8230;&#8221; She sighs, yet once more time, again. &#8220;One finds herself wanting to mention pity for the nurse, perhaps&#8230;&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>The eye roll from <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Regaldo<\/span> at Yukino&#8217;s remark are only outdone by the jiggle of his gut as he silently laughs. <\/p>\n<p>Maricela definitely wasn&#8217;t just holding spores like a weirdo&#8230; probably. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo would not put it past Maricela. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One observes herself preferring sir Regaldo and miss nurse to find a better ending&#8230;&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> says, tilting her head. &#8220;One thinks she might be able to talk to the nurse, if sir Regaldo shares which.&#8221; She decides, and then turns to Vasilisa. &#8220;Miss drawn a card of Future&#8217;s Folly, might she share who she chooses and what she might share, if it is alright to ask?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>humming, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> closes her eyes, head tilted. when she opens her eyes, she lands on Yukino, a beaming smile to the woman following after. <\/p>\n<p>Clearly trying to change off the topic of nurses and his tastes, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Regaldo<\/span> taps away on his phone with the device reciting, &#8220;So, about Vasya&#8217;s fortune?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> holds up her hands in a delicate heart. &#8220;Through a path of starlight and snow, you&#8217;ll find a person with impeccable manners. Yet, that person shall be a fae, and in order for your relationship to hold, shall require regular provision of artisanal wine.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>even through her mask, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa&#8217;s<\/span> pout is audible. &#8220;and I can&#8217;t poetry.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One wonders if that might refer to k-&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> starts to say, then stops. She lets out a deep sigh. &#8220;One finds such a thing to be quite sweet&#8230; long as one finds herself honored. Oh, sweet sweet love&#8230;&#8221; One more deep sigh. &#8220;One thinks she might be quite pretty in this unworthy one&#8217;s dreams&#8230;&#8221; She says, yearning. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What wonderful news for you, Miss Yukino!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> looks to Yukino, hand coming to her cheek. &#8220;I must offer you congratulations for your future love, for it must be joyous!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Promising prospects indeed!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> says happily. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One merely knows she might be quite unworthy&#8230;&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> says, letting out another long sigh. &#8220;One finds it best not to dare the winds.&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>She looks at the cards. &#8220;One finds two of the future&#8230; and two of the past.&#8221; She looks from person to person, and then reaches out. &#8220;One finds it is her time to pick one, it seems.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Yukino uses a deck of Future&#8217;s Folly: <span style=\"color:#800000\">                                                                          Exchange a trinket, ring, or key \/ Pretend it means eternity.<i>53                                                                          (Exchange something meaningless. Pretend it was important.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>From among her belongings, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> picks out a cookie and walks around the table, until coming to a stop by Maricela&#8217; side. Both of her hands hold it up. She breaks it into two parts and offers one with both of her hands to the other woman. &#8220;One recalls&#8230; the concept of Ichigo Ichi&#8230;&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One recalls sir Axle to have shared this cookie with this unworthy one earlier&#8230;&#8221; She pauses with a tragic sigh. &#8220;Ichigo Ichi was&#8230; One time and one meeting.&#8221; And then &#8220;Once in a lifetime.&#8221; She stares. &#8220;One observes herself sure she will not see sir Axle again, one shares this once in a lifetime item with miss Mari if she might honor this unworthy one.&#8221; She dips her head deeply into the full bow, holding the half of the cookie up above her head for Maricela. <\/p>\n<p>Maricela gasps, and bundles Yukino into a hug and says, &#8220;Oh, Yukino, you ain&#8217;t need to&#8230; but it&#8217;s such an honor,&#8221; and accepts her half of a cookie, fussing over Yukino once she releases her. <\/p>\n<p>Maricela cradles the cookie as though it were as precious as Yukino is. <\/p>\n<p>Yukino nibbles her own half of the cookie afterwards, straightening and smiling brightly at Maricela. She dips her head one more time before biting, hiding it with her free hand. &#8220;One finds herself grateful for sharing this moment with this unworthy one&#8230;&#8221; She, once again, sighs deeply. &#8220;Would miss also be willing to honor everyone with drawing the next card, perhaps`&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Maricela uses a deck of Cards Past: <span style=\"color:#808080\">                                                                          You wore their ring, their coat, their name \/ and smiled like it was just a game.<i>53                                                                          (Tell us of the time you wore something meant for someone else.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>Maricela very pointedly looks down at her pants and admits, &#8220;I ain&#8217;t even know whose pants these were originally, I grew up in a house where cousins just live there sometimes, sometimes they things just get&#8230; left. I ended up with these pants a couple years ago, they mad comfy and they&#8230; remind me of the good parts of home, now I&#8217;m here,&#8221; she admits, trying not to hunch into herself as her feelings allergies attack. <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa reaches over to pat someone&#8217; arm. &#8220;you can still talk to them, right? this is just a new start!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa reaches over to pat Maricela&#8217;s arm. &#8220;you can still talk to them, right? this is just a new start!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;But at least you have a memory of home.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> says, a bit too cheerfully. &#8220;It will bring you joy in times where there might not be any before! But, those times are ever farther between.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa uses a deck of Cards Past: <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo pats Maricela lightly on the shoulder and gives her a reassuring squeeze. <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa uses a deck of Cards Past: <span style=\"color:#808080\">                                                                          You broke the rules for no real cause \/ Just liked the echo when time paused.<i>53                                                                          (Speak of when you broke the rules, just to see if they mattered.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One is grateful for miss sharing.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> says, briefly glancing to the shop&#8217;s entrance and at something, only to then walk back around the table to her former place. &#8220;Miss must have had quite the romance, one thinks&#8230;&#8221; She smiles. &#8220;One wonders about who might had been very sad to be left behind&#8230;&#8221; Another very deep sigh. <\/p>\n<p>Yukino turns herself to consider Vasilisa. &#8220;Might miss share upon that which fate imposes on miss to share, if it is not too forward to ask?&#8221; She asks, looking at Vasilisa&#8217;s new card. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo reaches over and prods someone in the side. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo reaches over and prods Vasilisa in the side. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;nooo!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> protests, squirming away from the poking fingers. she holds up her hands, fingers beginning. &#8220;I have a good one!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;nooo!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> protests, squirming away from the poking fingers. she holds up her hands, fingers wiggling. &#8220;I have a good one!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One wonders if miss might share her good fortune.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> says, looking at Vasilisa with a sweet smile. <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa snaps her fingers before she continues. &#8220;It was about, 9 years ago? when I was still in the Bolshoi academy. We were supposed to reherse the nutcracker the night before a recital. And weren&#8217;t allowed to touch the costumes. I thought that the sugarplum faerie could use more sparkle so a friend and I snuck in, and folded a glitter bomb into the costume. It went off mid performance.&#8221; she bounces lightly upon her chair. &#8220;Madame was furious.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> lets out a startled laugh. <\/p>\n<p>Yukino smiles and makes a small dip of her head. &#8220;One finds&#8230; school can be more interesting when people can be observed to do things that are tricky.&#8221; She says, making one of her habitual dips of her head to Vasilisa. &#8220;If it is alright to ask&#8230; might miss share about how people reacted?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Most thought it was a stagehand who did it. People in the audiance though, I remember seeing some phones out.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> mentions with a giggle. &#8220;Madame had worked with us for years, and knew better about who did it. we all got extra practice.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo blinks at Vasilisa while looking amused. &#8220;Sounds like you brightened up the performance.&#8221; chirps from his phone after he taps at it for a moment. <\/p>\n<p>With a curious nod, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> then turns to Elaine &#8220;Might miss sister choose the next card, perhaps?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Of course!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> says, hand darting out to pluck a card and flip it over. <\/p>\n<p>Elaine uses a deck of Future&#8217;s Folly: <span style=\"color:#800000\">                                                                          Leave behind what isn&#8217;t missed: \/ a note, a glove, a glimpse, a twist.<i>53                                                                          (Leave behind a token &#8211; a note, a glove, a look.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>Elaine studies the card curiously. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well&#8230;&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> muses. &#8220;I, don&#8217;t really have a note, or something to leave behind, and it would be much more delightful to stay rather than leave with a look!&#8221; She shrugs. &#8220;Does anyone perhaps have a pen and paper?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo pats his pockets briefly only to shake his head to Elaine. <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa leans over to murmur something to Elaine, before slipping her a delicate pastry. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;One wonders if miss might prefer&#8230; finding a wolf, perhaps&#8230;&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> wonders to Elaine &#8220;One she finds she can leave behind here, perhaps&#8230;&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Of course!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> says brightly. And then, she&#8217;s moving, darting for the door. &#8220;A moment!&#8221; She says, giving a look back to Yukino. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo curiously watches the happenings by the door while tapping out on his phone, &#8220;Do we have a party pooper?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">hi! <\/span>&#8220;<\/p>\n<p>Yukino gestures to the two decks &#8220;Might sir feel like joining and drawing the next card, perhaps?&#8221; She asks, smiling. <\/p>\n<p>Following behind Boaz, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> retakes her place by the table. &#8220;And I have left a look! Perhaps a wolf, it is a joyous thing, this game!&#8221; She clasps her hands again, eyes twinkling behind the mask. <\/p>\n<p>Boaz uses a deck of Future&#8217;s Folly: <span style=\"color:#800000\">                                                                          Let someone choose your path tonight \/ Then follow through, for wrong or right.<i>53                                                                          (Offer someone a choice on your behalf. Accept their answer.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>Regaldo gives a solid thumbs up in Elaine&#8217;s direction. <\/p>\n<p>Yukino smiles &#8220;Might sir impose upon that which fate may have chosen for him, perhaps?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa shifts to lean into Elaine&#8217;s side as she returns. <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> doesn&#8217;t make much of an obvious move as she becomes Vasilisa&#8217;s support, though the corners of her eyes do crinkle. <\/p>\n<p>Boaz gives everybody a quick wave, feeling a little out of place but rolling with it, and draws a card. &#8220;Says Let someone choose your path tonight \/ Then follow through, for wrong or right.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Seems the fridge finally consumed Livingston.&#8221; chirps from <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Regaldo&#8217;s<\/span> phone in a neutral tone. He doesn&#8217;t elaborate. <\/p>\n<p>Boaz strokes his bushy beard and points at Yukino, &#8220;You there, where should I sleep tonight?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Maricela glances up, up, up, up at the tall guy, from her chair she&#8217;s sitting on, backwards. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo fires off a text while nearly mirroring someone. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo fires off a text while nearly mirroring Maricela. <\/p>\n<p>Maricela glances down at her phone, then up to Regaldo, and says, &#8220;Same.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Yukino eyes Boaz, then glances along the other people seated by the table. Then she looks back at Boaz. &#8220;One recalls a place known as New Faith Homeless Shelter, perhaps. If sir might be lacking a home&#8230; &#8221; She pauses, thinks on something, then continues &#8220;&#8230;he might feel a little welcome there, one thinks.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa turns her head into Elaine&#8217;s shoulder to hold back the giggles. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I was gonna say squat at the hotel,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Maricela<\/span> answers, unasked. <\/p>\n<p>Boaz grunts at Yukino, &#8220;Alright, place has better grub than most.&#8221; He looks around the table and rumbles, &#8220;What now?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo gestures towards Boaz then to the trunk and chest before tapping his own mask. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Now, you introduce yourself!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> says lightly, and then nods. &#8220;Oh! And pick a mask, yes. And we continue to play!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Yukino turns to Regaldo. &#8220;One wonders if sir Regaldo might try a card next, perhaps?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo bobs his head in a nod as he reaches out towards the cards and draws one from the Folly deck. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo uses a deck of Future&#8217;s Folly: <span style=\"color:#800000\">                                                                          Swap a token, brief and slight \/ but carry it into the night.<i>53                                                                          (Swap a piece of clothing or jewelry with someone. Make it mean something.)<\/i\/span><\/p>\n<p>Maricela snaps a selfie. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo glances down at himself for a moment and twists the ring from his finger. He bounces it lightly in his palm before offering it to Yukino. <\/p>\n<p>Tapping away at his phone after <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Regaldo<\/span> passes the ring to Yukino, the phone recites in a neutral tone, &#8220;It decided I needed to swap something, a token, with someone. So, I give you my ring. Keep it safe.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Yukino tilts her head when someone offers her his ring. She holds out both of her hands and looks at it. In exchange&#8230; she shuffles around her items&#8230; and finds a white bra. She definitely does not remove it from herself and seemed to have simply been carrying it. <\/p>\n<p>Yukino tilts her head when Regaldo offers her his ring. She holds out both of her hands and looks at it. In exchange&#8230; she shuffles around her items&#8230; and finds a white bra. She definitely does not remove it from herself and seemed to have simply been carrying it. <\/p>\n<p>Boaz palms a stone mask from the trunk and puts it on. He takes a seat as he says, &#8220;Name be Boaz Gault, pleasure.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa lets out a strangled sound against Elaine&#8217;s shoulder weazing <\/p>\n<p>With no ceremony, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Regaldo<\/span> plops the bra on his head like a hat and gives Yukino a thumbs up. <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> pats Vasilisa on the back, her own shoulders trembling slightly. <\/p>\n<p>Maricela also snaps a picture of someone. <\/p>\n<p>Maricela also snaps a picture of Regaldo. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Thank you so much for doing this, Yukino.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> beams as she stands, arms going around Yukino in a hug. &#8220;I look forward to another round if you do this again. I hate to leave early, but sleep keeps calling.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Rest well.&#8221; chirps from <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Regaldo&#8217;s<\/span> phone as he offers Vasilisa a wave. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;you too when you do!&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> says to Regaldo with a thumbs up. <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine&#8217;s<\/span> eyes flick to Vasilisa, and she also adds a &#8220;Sleep well. Tomorrow.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Get you to sleep, Vas, &#8216;fore you end up fallin&#8217; out somewhere public again,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Maricela<\/span> suggests to Vasilisa. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ll try not to this time.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Vasilisa<\/span> says with a giggle to Maricela, before she bounces over to Elaine, hugging her tightly before she makes for the door. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Also, sort of rude to demand someone identify themselves and not do so yourselves.&#8221; chirps from <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Regaldo&#8217;s<\/span> phone after he taps at the keys only for the large man to twist his mask aside and start tapping again, &#8220;You may call me Regaldo.&#8221; chirps out with the man giving a thumbs up. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh! You weren&#8217;t here the first time?&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> reaches up to lift her own mask, putting a hand to her cheek as she smiles. &#8220;Elaine. Its a pleasure to give a name to the face.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Yukino hides a giggle behind a hand when someone puts the bra on his head, and grins, smugly, when her hand lowers. &#8220;Sir Regaldo might be quite admirable like this, perhaps&#8230;&#8221; She sighs, longingly, and turns to Maricela. &#8220;might the Empress draw the next card? One finds&#8230; the last cards may be the most&#8230; auspicious, it seems.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Vasilisa did just not forget to return the mask <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;People call me Mari,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Maricela<\/span> offers to Boaz, as close as he&#8217;s getting to her name. <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo manages to take the mask off -without- disturbing the bra. <\/p>\n<p>Yukino hides a giggle behind a hand when someone puts the bra on his head, and grins, smugly, when her hand lowers. &#8220;Sir Regaldo might be quite admirable like this, perhaps&#8230;&#8221; She sighs, longingly, and turns to everyone else. &#8220;One finds it might be a good time to consider this game evening for an end, perhaps&#8230; It would seem&#8230; a second card was drawn, a second fate&#8230; one fears what the fae may do if a third were drawn.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Yukino hides a giggle behind a hand when Regaldo puts the bra on his head, and grins, smugly, when her hand lowers. &#8220;Sir Regaldo might be quite admirable like this, perhaps&#8230;&#8221; She sighs, longingly, and turns to everyone else. &#8220;One finds it might be a good time to consider this game evening for an end, perhaps&#8230; It would seem&#8230; a second card was drawn, a second fate&#8230; one fears what the fae may do if a third were drawn.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Regaldo gives a playful wink to Yukino as the woman giggles only to consider her remarks and give a nod, which causes the bra atop his head to precariously wobble. <\/p>\n<p>Flipping her own mask between her hands, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Elaine<\/span> dips her head, expression becoming much less joyful, though still not impolite. &#8220;Thank you for hosting, Miss Yukino. It was a wonderful evening.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Also, little miss.&#8221; comes from <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Regaldo&#8217;s<\/span> phone as he ambles over to Yukino and goes to lightly bonk her on the head with a meaty hand and then types out, &#8220;Stop calling yourself unworthy.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Once everyone finds themselves ready to return the masks&#8230; one finds she will collect them and clean up. She might have rented the establishment for the night&#8230;&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Yukino<\/span> admits, standing up. She gives Regaldo a look, tilts her head. &#8220;One finds herself merely of simple ability, sir Regaldo. 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