endlessairship | spiked soda room (nsfw)

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spiked soda room (nsfw)

*a new door opens to what appears to be a chill lounge space, decorated with comfy couches and potted plants, complemented by low club lighting with neon accents. one of the walls is lined with freestyle machines, which can dispense any combination of drink and flavor syrup -- but unbeknownst to those who enter, all of it is spiked.

killua heads over to the machines at once, tapping at one of the screens to wake it up. it only takes him a moment to deduce its function, and his face lights up as he grabs a cup and calls to his sister.*

alluka, i think these are soda machines!

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i like it, too.

*killua smiles, glad she's not too upset about it. he would feel awful if he'd accidentally put her through another traumatic experience. he picks his drink back up and wonders for a moment if he shouldn't finish it, before deciding he can't get any drunker than he already is and tipping it back with resignation. he stifles a final belch and sighs, slumping back on the couch as well.*

getting sleepy...

[Alluka watches Killua slump in next to her and starts thinking about how much more comfortable the bean bags in the cat room are. In an act of hubris, she decides she can totally make it back without falling. Wondering if Killua is as confident, she pokes the side of his big, bulging tummy and feels the heavy load of fluids sloshing inside.]

Don'tcha think the kitty beanbag'd be more comfy? I think we can make it!

*killua pouts as his sister pokes his pooching belly, trying and failing to suck it away from her finger. she's, right, though -- he can think of nothing he'd like more right now than to stretch out on his favorite beanbag and sleep off all these drinks.*

yeah, let's go home.

*with a grunt of effort he peels himself off the couch and reaches for her hand, pulling her along with him as he stumbles toward the exit of the room. the endless hallway stretches out in either direction, door upon identical door making his head spin with vertigo.*

uh... we came from that way... right?

[The girl lets out a sleepy yawn as she holds onto Killua, unsteadily teetering along until they get outside. The second they're out in the hallway, Alluka's stumped. She's not sure if she sees more or less doors than usual..It's like they're doing the Rhythm Echo around her, dancing along the walls.]

I think we go that way..! Hm, wait.. no, we came from, uhhh.. what side of the hallway is this? Hehe.. I really don't remember..

it's okay.

*killua rubs her shoulders with an affectionate chuckle, deciding to go with his gut and start walking in the original direction he'd pointed. but his gut must be confused by all the bubbles swimming in it, because no matter how far they go they never seem to stumble upon anything familiar. stumped, he comes to a halt and looks around the hallway with a frustrated huff. all the doors seem to be blending into one, until a single difference catches his eye.*

is that... my name?

*he steps closer and sees that etched on one of the doors is indeed his own name. he tries the handle and it opens, beckoning him into a room that seems to be tailor-made just for him. a huge flat bed sits in the center of it on an elevated platform, piled with comfy blankets and pillows in deep purples and blues. against the rock-face wall behind it is a mini-fridge and some cabinets for snacks, and across from it is a flat screen TV set up with the latest model of JS and a comfy blue beanbag to play it on. the other walls are lined with shelves and hooks for him to display his boards and guitars, once he moves them over from the cat room to what is undeniably meant to be his.*

no way... this is awesome!

[As they walked, they ended up down a side corridor labelled "cabins," not that Alluka can make out the letters. While they stumble along, Alluka notices labels on the doors that had names on them. It doesn't connect that they might have doors until they make it to Killua's door. Alluka's was right next to it, but she was more interested in seeing what a room headed with Killua's name has to offer.

The inside of the room surprises her. It's like it was cut and pasted straight out of the Zoldyck mansion! She walks inside carefully and looks from side to side, impressed.]

It's not th' kitty room...But looooook!

[She climbs on the platform, totters over to the massive bed and lets herself trip over it, falling and getting caught by the plush mattress.]

It's a beeeeed!

this is better than the cat room. it's mine!

*drunk and giddy, killua flops onto the bed beside her with a giggle. the blankets are silky-soft and the mattress sinks comfortably with his weight, beckoning him to stay. he rolls onto his side to face his sister with a dreamy smile.*

let's sleep here tonight.

[Killua's impact shakes Alluka. Laughs are sprinkled like sugar in the air and she gets up, wiggling into place next to him. She reaches out and takes her brother's hand, squeezing it tenderly as her head sinks into a blue pillow.]

It's soooo comfy! I could almost just..

[She yawns and closes her eyes, forgetting to finish her sentence as she drifts between awakeness and sleep.]

g'night, alluka...

*with a soft chuckle, killua tugs the blankets out from under alluka and drapes them over her, tucking her in beside him. to his swimming head the bed seems to be rocking like a ship on the sea, but killua just burrows into alluka's side, inhaling her scent to stave off the impending nausea. she smells like fruity drinks and sweet sweat and him, and he coils his limbs loosely around her, sinking easily to sleep.*

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