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[Gon spots a door in the hallway that is lined with colorful LEDs and curiosity strikes him. It could be potentially dangerous, so he's cautious as he hides behind the edge of the doorway and twists the knob open.

The room is gaudy yet somehow unassuming. There isn't much in there besides garish wallpaper and carpet and a big lit up crane game in the middle. Gon ambles up to the front and looks at the plushies inside and controls.

It just has a "start" button, no coin slot. The plushies are colorful animals he might find in Alluka's room, or the cat room. He very carelessly presses the button and a flash of light consumes him. Dizzy, he slowly opens his eyes to find that he's surrounded by soft things, and there's a bright light and a shiny metal claw looming above.

Gon looks around, suffering acutely from alice-in-wonderland syndrome. The scale of everything around him seems off, giving way to discomfort and confusion. He tries to move his limbs and finds they're much stubbier and less sturdy than they should be. Finally moving his hand in front of his face, he's shocked to find that he no longer has hands--just a rough, round estimation of them, like that Powerpuff Girls cartoon Alluka watches. He is now a 20cm doll, the prettiest plush in the whole case.

Gon attempts to hit the glass, trying to channel his aura into his bare doll hands. But his body has very little aura in it compared to when he's fully human. The aura he contains isn't his own, but rather it is the type of aura that comes from a skilled craftsperson.]

How am I gonna get out of here? I can't use my nen to break out..!

Current Mood: anxious
Current Location: Inside a crane game machine

phantom_memory

*behind a charming wood door carved with the image of a fork and knife lies a sumptuous bakery, walls lined with shelves upon shelves of fresh bread and pastries warm from the oven. a massive glass case in the center offers serve-yourself slices of cake and pie, surrounded by small tables and comfy chairs to enjoy them on. upon entering, some may find themselves robbed of their sense of smell and taste, unable to enjoy the rich flavors the room has to offer... but in turn, may find that those who can have developed an irresistible flavor of their own.*

devil_or_angle

*killua returns to his sister's room after speaking with kalluto, finding her still fast asleep in bed. after checking her temperature against his own, he swaps out her drained drip like leorio taught him, hooking her up to a fresh bag of saline to keep her hydrated while her feverish body rests between bouts of purging. he then seats himself on the edge of the bed, deep in thought about what he'll say to her and her alter-ego when she wakes.*

hisohiso

[Hisoka demonstrates his specific sharpening technique without the Emission part to the boys and teaches them how to transmute their aura into sharp, steel and diamond-like materials for different uses. His teaching method isn't the most sophisticated for an older kid, but he does his best to show off with stylized flourishes of Nen to keep them impressed in lieu of that. While they're training, Hisoka gets his first glimpse of Gon's Transmutation technique. It's relatively weak, which makes sense as it's painfully clear he's not a native Transmuter. He ended up being much more impressed by the deadly results of the young assassin, having not witnessed what Gon is truly capable of in battle yet. He did notice Gon eagerly eyeing him from time to time, unaware that the boy was thinking about the way adult Hisoka had treated him after their skirmishes. He was very antsy to get his attention again, seeking to replicate the thrill of fighting such a strong opponent if he ever got the chance. Eventually, his instruction dies down.]

I can't teach you anything else without delving too far into my abilities, so I'll cut you loose. All you need should be practice now, little magicians. ◇

Later that night, he takes a long, rose petal filled bath and uses his most fragrant, moisturizing products on his body and hair. After toweling off his smooth, naked body, he puts on some makeup, applying perfect eyeliner with swift, meticulous strokes, and then gets dressed in a black semi-formal outfit with a heart cut out of the chest. Hisoka quickly applies his perfume, smelling like a complex mixture of bubblegum, vanilla, sandalwood and musk, before picking Killua up from his room and taking him to the place he'd discovered on one of his walks. Instead of just a generic door, there's a whole ornate facade with a big, high-end looking sign and arched windows that show off the elegantly furnished entrance. The sign reads "Moody ♡ Restaurant."]

This is the place. I got us a reservation ahead of time. ♧

[He heads over to the door and holds it open for Killua.]

After you~ ♡

devil_or_angle

*after alluka and nanika's ill-fated birthday party has passed, killua leaves her to sleep off her indigestion and sets off down the hall. there's dread in his uneasy heart, a suspicion that there's something his sisters have been keeping from him all this time. not ready yet to confront them about it, he shows up instead at his brother's door with dark circles under his eyes and unkept hair, haggard from all he's been through over the past days and nights. as soon as kalluto answers it, he questions:*

what do you know about the other alluka?

descendsanathema

*Kalluto had badly needed a few days out on the open sea, engrossed in the sun and salt, not caring at all about how childishly hackneyed and simplified and bastardised the seamanship itself turned out to be. It was much more like a vacation than a tour of duty, befitting Barbieland. Back in his cabin, he took long, indulgent shower without incident comparable to the last long one, then changed back to his regular kimono.

He'd slept well, and he supposed it might have been early morning as he trawled himself through the airship, inspecting plaques and surroundings of doors to find one that he might like. He stopped at one called The Coffee Club.

He hated the taste of coffee, but he did enjoy the smell. His stomach rumbled. Somehow he'd managed to eat and be sustained by plastic hardtack (like putting a hat on a hat) instead of ruining his guts, but the prospect of further indulging himself in bistro food had him almost diving through the doorway.

He entered the cafe, finding it moderately occupied. There were enough people that he could people watch if he was bored, but there were also spots where he could have space away from the humdrum of conversation. As he considered whether he wanted a table or a booth, a pleasant girl not much older than him greeted him and indicated the six-page menu laminated and mounted on a lectern facing him.

For food, on offer were all day breakfasts, lunch melds and toasted sandwiches, various steak cuts, an assortment of salad types, and every variety of Italian cuisine he could think of. There were two pages of coffee types which he skipped over, and knew immediately that he wanted an iced chocolate when he saw a serving girl bringing out one for a prior customer. It was always good when they used real parfait glasses.

He went to the counter to order, where he found another huge selection of baked goods behind the glass - pies, filo pastries, rolls, cakes, cheesecakes, brownies, cookies and such - as well as cold sandwiches, rolls, and cups of cold dessert.

When he'd made the order, he noticed someone distinctive in the line behind him, with cat ears that reminded him of when he'd first joined.

hisohiso

[Hisoka's on the hunt for something specific today. A gym, ideally, so that he had a more efficient place to train than the forests and empty mansion he's found so far. He throws a piece of chocolate gum in his mouth as he attempts to open a door, the possibilities of his next meeting with Killua lingering on his mind.

His last meeting with him was intense and full of competition, leaving the two of them hot and covered in sweat. If he could find a good place, he'd no doubt invite him there, too. It was hard to find someone he vibed with so well. Killua's attitude and strength made him more desirable than some of the pitiful fools he's met--someone who could keep up with him in a way most people couldn't. A rival he wanted to outperform, but perhaps a little more than that.

He spots a door that's different from the others: One with a label. It reads "Training Room," exactly what he was looking for. Hisoka smiles to himself, wondering if he's being trapped by this strange airship that seems to know his every desire.

He steps in and finds himself in a vast desert canyon with tall plateaus. Walking forward, he looks around him as monsters whizz past him. Distant yells and loud bangs color the landscape as a dangerous place, piquing his interest. He follows all the noise to an opening where there're plenty of rocks. In the middle of the clearing are two boys, one stranger and one he recognized instantly to be the younger kid who occupied his thoughts moments before. They're both engaged in training. Using Nen, he notices.

Gon is gathering Nen in his hands and crushing massive stacks of rocks, while Killua, even more impressively, is creating sparks of what appear to be electricity. Hisoka whistles as he approaches them, causing Gon to jump as he shifts his aura into a more defensive arrangement.]

What are you up to, Killua? You didn't tell me you had a friend. Or that you knew Nen. ♦

awuka

[Alluka and Killua leave Alluka's room after a very nasty night and morning that left her unceremoniously hurling blood and undigested kidney into the toilet. Still feeling sick, she's carrying a lined bucket with her just in case. It doesn't take them long before they roll up to Leorio's bachelor pad. Alluka steps forward and frantically knocks on his door, calling out his name with a stuffed up voice.]

Mr. Leorio!! Please come out, we need your help!

[Her face and hair are visibly disheveled. There are fat tears rolling down her cheeks and clumps of dried blood in her hair that she hasn't yet noticed. Her watery eyes are big, red and puffy.]

awuka

[Finally laid to rest, Alluka is plunged into a long, drawn out dream that causes her to groan and cling to whatever's closest in her sleep.

She awakens in a dark, fleshy room with a weak lantern that just barely illuminates the darkness. Scared, she cautiously steps forward, wondering where her big brother could've went. As she walks, the soft, wet ground squelches underneath her, oozing old, reddish brown blood all over her squeaking berry boots. She can hear strange ambience throughout the cave: unnerving drip, drip, drips and even the sound of distant ringing which grows subtly louder the longer she navigates this horrible place.

(The rest is nested in the comments bc it's gross lol)

awuka

CW: Gore

[After all the festivities have been thoroughly enjoyed, Alluka and Killua turn off the lights and break from the party with Alluka's gifts in hand. They trod down the hallway with softened bellies full of cake and ice cream. Alluka checks her watch to see that Pepsi's awake again and some of her stats have gone down, so she fiddles with the little buttons and cares for her while she walks.

Humming the birthday song, she looks over at Killua with a beaming smile when they arrive outside of her cabin. She finishes the last note by getting up on her tip-toes to kiss him on the cheek.]

Thank you for playing with me all day, big brother! I got so many wonderful presents today! Kalluto was fun, too! It's the best birthday I've ever had!

[She unlocks her door and pulls it open, heading inside with a carefree gait and not considering that she might be forgetting something. She sets her extra boxed cake on her desk with the little handcrafted paper doll kalluto made on top of it before freezing up completely with her back to him.]

Where's my present, Killua..? When do I get to play..?

[Her heartbeat changes, spiking in her chest with a jealousy that isn't hers. Alluka hears words that aren't her own coming from her own mouth as her vision fades to black, and she realizes Nanika, who had been dormant for a long time, is finally coming out again. Her last thoughts before she falls asleep are how much she missed her and how she hopes Nanika will have as much fun as she did at the party.]

devil_or_angle

*there's a new door in the hallway. it's pink. thinking alluka will surely love whatever is behind it, killua turns the handle and heads in to make sure it's safe. his eyes are immediately assaulted with a plastic world made up of the brightest candy-colors he's ever seen, so startling that it takes him a moment to realize that even his clothes have changed to match, trading out his turtleneck and jeans for an open teal-and-pink striped shirt and identically-patterned shorts. he grimaces down at the dorky getup before venturing further inside, wondering if he might be able to find a change of clothes in one of the pink, multi-story houses lining the shiny cul-de-sac.*

Current Mood: curious

devil_or_angle

*recent events on the airship have left killua with a heavy heart, and it's with this dreading weight in his chest that he knocks on gon's cabin door, having decided, after avoiding him for several days, that it's finally time to tell him about the spa he visited with pitou, and the revelations he made within. returning his hands to his pockets, he shifts anxiously from foot to foot, waiting for his boyfriend to answer their secret greeting.*

enchanting_melody

*while walking back to her cabin, melody spots a door partly opened, with no one to be heard inside. was this a new room, or had alluka simply forgotten to label it? in any case, she's curious enough to slip inside, finding it to contain spacious ballet studio with mirrors along the walls. there's no apparent effect to accompany it, so melody takes her time wandering through it, drifting a hand over one of the wooden bars.*

Current Mood: curious

devil_or_angle

*killua heads straight back to his cabin after his encounter with kalluto in melody's field, anxious for some alone time. the flame ignited by their proximity is still burning bright inside him, clouding his head with smoky desire. he sighs as he slips into the room and slumps against the door, smoothing a hand down his shirt again as if it were still riding up, still feeling exposed and raw as a live wire.

he flops into the center of his spacious bed, sinking into the blankets with a groan. the weight of his hand feels good on his chest, feels better the lower he slides it. his toes curl as it slips beneath his shirt to touch his bare stomach, the strike of skin-against-skin still iron-hot in his mind. he can't help but wonder what would have happened if they hadn't stopped, back in the field -- if he'd been allowed to peel back more of kalluto's layers and feel him all against him, around him, inside him. the heat spreads from their point of contact to the furthest reaches of his body, pulsing under his palm.

he knows, with a guilty twinge that cramps his stomach muscles beneath his fingers, that he shouldn't be thinking this way about his brother, but has that ever stopped him when it came to his sister? he doesn't need to venture lower to find he's already hopelessly hard. he mutters a curse under his breath, indecisively thumbing the waistband of his shorts.*

fuck...

awuka

[Everyone on the ship receives a pink envelope sealed with a red heart sticker under their door. Inside it is a card that says "Happy Birthday Alluka! Dear (insert your character's name here), you have been invited to the birthday party taking place on September 14th at this location. There will be cake, icecream, games, and kitty magic all day. Please think hard about the gift you'd like to give before arriving! See you there!" On the other side of the card is a map with precise instructions on how to get to the room from the receiver's exact location.

Newly freshened from brushing her teeth and hair in Killua's bathroom, Alluka feels ready enough to pursue the room in the birthday invite. Hidden behind a door decorated in pink balloons and streamers, the room invites her inside.

Beyond the door is a big parlor decked to the teeth in ribbons, flowers, and colorful balloon animals. Alluka steps inside and looks around. There's a wide table at the back with a big, gray Pusheen cake on top of it with a tray of gray kitten cupcakes, a big cake knife, and bags of party favors and candy on either side of it. There's a long table for guests to sit at as well as a comfortable area for guests to play games.

Alluka runs to the cake and starts inspecting it. It doesn't look like any cake she's seen before. Is something so cute really supposed to be cut into?]

phantom_memory

*pairo forgot a key detail when he made plans to hang out with alluka after meeting at the mall. he never asked for directions to her cabin, and unfortunately with his poor eyesight, the placards are no help at all. after wandering the hallway hoping to fortuitously stumble into her, he makes his way back to kurapika's cabin and peeks in the door with his head hung in defeat.*

kurapika... could you help me get somewhere?

Current Mood: embarrassed

devil_or_angle

*the room is still dark, the morning light not yet leaked in from behind the draping curtains over killua's cabin window when the slightest whisper of a sound rouses him from his satisfied slumber. his eyes open at once, pupils stretched wide and catlike in the dim room, and with a silent, languid ease he untangles his limbs from alluka's, taking one last draw of sweet breath from her tangled hair before slipping out of bed and over to the door to investigate. it appears a letter has been slipped beneath the crack, which he slices open with a deft claw and reads, quirking a brow beneath his bedraggled bangs.*

alluka, *he murmurs as he slips back into bed beside her, curling his near-naked body close to hers to soak in her warmth once again. the shirt he'd leant her has fallen aside, collar exposing a shoulder which he now strokes, skin warm and bare and covered in last night's kisses.* alluka, wake up. it's your big day.

scarlet_chains

*Kurapika stands outside the dæmon room, stomach squeezing with nerves. Hardened from whatever hardships life has thrown at him, he doesn't feel nervous very often anymore. But he's never been in a situation like this, either; waiting to take his childhood friend - who is still a child - to a room in which they can be the same age, in order for them to explore the romantic feelings he inadvertently blurted out to him. It's a messy affair, and he's not sure this is a good idea at all, especially not for Pairo's sake.

Melody's advice is also swirling around in the back of his mind like an ominous alarm bell. He doesn't care if it's selfish - he still intends to keep Pairo from learning about the past at all costs.

There's the sound of footsteps - two pairs - just behind the door, and he jolts upright, straightening his spine and taking a deep breath.

How is this going to go?*

Current Mood: nervous

mito_freecss

Mito yawns, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. After meeting with Ging she returned to her canon for sleep. Only to discover she over slept from her normal time. “This place may be away from home, but that’s not reason to fall out of my usual habits.” She figured.

She follows the hall to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. How much should I make? It’s possible Gon and Killua have already eaten. She shrugged as she entered the room and went to the fridge. Never hurts to make extra. Maybe someone else will come by and want something to eat. She shuffled around looking for ingredients for crepes. She knew those would be hard to turn down.

awuka

[The new witch's house they found had been a huge success! Alluka got a good night's rest that night, exhausted from casting her first spell. She hoped it would get easier with time, feeling particularly optimistic as she tucked into bed.

The next day, Alluka has another menu item on her plate. Beaming with the eyes of an explorer, she keeps bugging Killua over breakfast to take her to that weird, feathery door that resembled an angel's wing. He convinces her to wait until breakfast is over, but assures her they can go. Before they leave, she dips into her walk-in closet and comes out clad in an ethereal green fairy tutu dress with pink accents and small rosettes. The front of the skirt is adorned with flowery vines. Today, she feels more connected to fae than usual, so the choice comes naturally to her. She grabs her cat bag with two potions and snacks for later and slings it over her shoulder before they head out.

Killua insists on opening the door first, of course. Alluka holds her breath, her hand squeezing Killua's to keep him from getting sucked in. The other side is a beautiful pasture with distant hills and mountains lining the backdrop. Just barely visible are huge trees on either side of the meadow that pierce the sky.]

Ooooh, I wonder what this leads to?