Afternoon at the Museum

[ohgoodgrief]

Who: Yang... and you!
What: It's time for a field trip to the Musée de l'Armée in Paris, France. The afternoon is in the museum. But Yang took everyone at like 10 AM as an excuse to get out and see Paris.
Where: Paris! And at the Army Museum.
When: February 25
Notes: The following prompts are if you want to interact with Yang directly! Otherwise, please feel free to use this as an excuse to do threads in Paris! Yang's taking basically anyone -- heck, even other teachers, TA's, and RA's -- because he really just wanted an easy field trip after grading all the papers and despairing over the fact he might have made his courses too hard.

A. WE'RE ABOUT TO HAVE PARIS RIGHT NOW

[The helicopters have landed at Charles de Gaulle airport, everyone has bused into the city center, and it's now about 11:00 in the morning. They aren't supposed to be at the museum until two. Thus, standing in front of the crowd, Wen-li Yang...

...is due to give a speech.]

So, Paris! It's a pretty big deal.

[Hm, what else is important...]

Meet at the Army Museum at 2! And try to not get in too much trouble. Have fun!

[He'll hang around for a second in case anyone has questions.]

B. AND NOW: OLD STUFF!

[At about 1:57 PM, Yang comes running up with a sandwich still in his mouth and a paper cup with tea in it in hand. He skids to a stop in front of the museum's steps, looks around, and... peers at the people waiting for him.

Then, sheepishly, he waves.

The museum is much too big to do a guided tour. However, unlike the free roam period in Paris, Yang is actually a good source of information here. He roams between the different groups of students, answering questions, providing historical detail, and showing that he isn't actually terrible at his job all of the time.

He'd be easy to approach during any of this.]

Comments

[abenoshutup]

Wh--

[Still oblivious to what he's talking about, Otoha goes even redder than she already was.]

I'm not-- You can't-- Just because you're kinda--

Why are you crying?!

[yokeye]

You have f-fox ears!

[Because that explains everything. But if he still thinks she's cute, that means he's getting over it. It's time to celebrate with more alcohol, and more crying.]

A-are they soft!? Can I touch them!?

[He chokes; he said that out loud. He's never drinking again.]

[abenoshutup]

NO YOU CAN'T!

[Otoha clutches at her ears in a panic. How the hell do you get them to go away again... there. Back to normal.]

Don't even talk about my ears! I hate them so much!

[yokeye]

I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say that! I was just thinking that you weren't so bad and that I wasn't as afraid of the ears!

[He didn't mean to upset her, but he did. He thinks. Somehow.]

I won't mention them ever again! I can talk about your hair instead, because that's better! It's pretty and it comes down in soft waves like a waterfall and it's really blue like the sky in the evening right before it starts getting dark and there's all these different shades of blue all together and that's the moment when you know that there's so much to the universe that you'll never understand because how can there be so many blues at once!?

[abenoshutup]

Okay shut up! I'm glad you like my hair but you need to shut up!

[yokeye]

If you're glad that I like it, you should learn to take a compliment! You're pretty when you're angry, too, but I bet you're beautiful when you smile~! Especially if you smile while you're drinking because your cheeks are all pink and flushed and cute like soft flower petals~! Or-or little cat paws~!

[He's losing focus and Otoha's getting blurry.]

[abenoshutup]

[Otoha stands up and slams a palm against the table hard enough to knock her drink over. Blue flames erupt up around her hand for a moment, fortunately not setting anything on fire.]

You need to stop, NOW!

[yokeye]

[Toki jumps as her hand hits the table, spilling what little liquid was left in his glass onto the floor.]

Did fire just come out of your hand!?

[It did. He saw it.]

I'm sorry! Whatever I said, I didn't mean it! If you try to kill me in here, you'll burn down the building! Think about that before you make any rash decisions!

[abenoshutup]

God, I can't believe I thought you might be a cool guy, even for a second! Just sit there and get as drunk as you want on your own!

[With that, Otoha storms - as well as you can storm when your head is still spinning from standing up suddenly after two drinks - out of the tavern, and onto the streets of Paris.]

[yokeye]

[He didn't particularly want to get drunk; it was her suggestion. So he has no reason to stay either. Toki leaves some money on the bar and follows her out, albeit slowly. He doesn't see her anywhere.]

OTOHA!?

[He's going to feel responsible if she gets lost. But they really hadn't gone that far from where they started.]

[abenoshutup]

[Yeah, she hasn't gone far. When she turns at the sound of Toki's voice, there are tears in her eyes.]

L-LEAVE ME ALONE! You're such a CREEP!

[yokeye]

[She's completely getting the wrong idea, but he doesn't know how to explain anything coherently when inebriated.]

Are you crying!? I didn't do anything! What happened!? I wasn't- I didn't mean to imply anything with compliments! Not like that!

[abenoshutup]

Oh, so you're not just a jerk, you're also STUPID! You'd have to be really, amazingly stupid to think that any girl would be happy to be told that she should smile more, or that she doesn't know how to take a compliment! You're stupid, and creepy, and weird!

[This is really getting out of hand.]

[redcarmen]

All right then! [ The call comes from nearby, where a probably-familiar figure emerges, clad in her token red hoodie. She interposes herself in between the two shouting students, closer to Otoha. ] I think we're done here for today.

[ Quieter, to Otoha, ] Are you all right?

[yokeye]

[He has no problems acknowledging that he is, indeed, that stupid.]

What's wrong with that!? I didn't exactly say you should smile more either, because I don't even know you! You just weren't smiling right then so- and I just- and I meant that- with the hair- I don't even-

[And there's Carmen. Oh shit.]

[abenoshutup]

'm fine, I just-- [She stops to wipe at her eyes, in the remote hope of making this situation less embarrassing. It doesn't work.]

I'm drunk. I'm lost. I don't wanna be in Paris anymore.

[redcarmen]

[ Carmen... elects not to bring up the irresponsibility of getting drunk, especially this early. Is it irresponsible? Sure. But not in a way that hurts people. And she's in no position to judge. ]

I can probably wrangle one of the helicopters to take us back early. How's that sound?

[ Don't worry, Toki, she hasn't forgotten you, she's just making priorities. ]

[abenoshutup]

[Otoha sniffs and shakes her head.]

I should... do... museum. Don't waste a whole helicopter, I'll just go to the museum or whatever.

[redcarmen]

It really wouldn't be an issue. [ Obviously, it would be - but not an issue that Otoha should have to worry about. Carmen would take care of it. ] But if you're sure, we can do the museum, too.

You know, I've been reading up - I'm pretty sure I could give the tour myself. [ She's trying to distract her, yes, a little bit.

But she is sure to meet Toki's eyes. ] Ah, and Toki, we'll have a long talk later.

[yokeye]

Okay~!

[There is nothing to talk about, except maybe underage drinking, which Toki's not sure Carmen even cares about. It takes a lot to stop himself from proclaiming his innocence, but Otoha got really upset over something; he just doesn't understand what it was. So it will be dealt with later, after the museum.]