New York, New York

[eudaimonikos]

Who: Michael and the Drama Club
What: Drama Club class trip to NYC! Gonna see the sights! Absolutely not fight any monsters in the subway tunnels!
Where: A plane / New York City
When: March 29 - March 31
Warnings: None anticipated?

Flyin' High

[The flight to America leaves late - a necessity, given that it's the last day of finals and some students may still have had tests to take. But it's going to be a long one anyway, so sleeping through as much as possible is probably a good idea.

Fortunately, the group has first-class seats. Michael's always willing to spend Daybreak's money, and he's never bothered with human air travel before. He wants the best out of this experience!

This is probably a good thing, because the flight is so, so long. Hopefully you can get some rest.]

Out and About

[We've got a few days to kill in the city!

Michael doesn't want any students going out entirely alone, but he's only one professor and there's a lot of them, so he doesn't mind if people break off to do their own things so long as they're at least partnered up. There's plenty to do in New York, after all! There's no way for one person to see it all during this trip!

Of course, the hotel is also pretty nice, for when you get tired of walking. There's several suites for the students to divide among themselves, while Michael has his own room nearby. It's attached to one of the student rooms by a door which he has very clearly locked and may or may not ever answer. He probably shouldn't be a chaperone.]

Daemons for Ham

[It's time to go see Hamilton! Where did Michael get tickets? Don't worry about it.

He snaps his fingers before the group leaves the hotel, and suddenly you all look like child versions of yourself. Or, at least, what Michael imagines you looked like as children; he only knew a few of you at that time, so he's just making stuff up.]

Now, if anyone speaks to you, you're all orphans from, oh, eight to twelve, and you're dying. Don't take off the illusions, no running - can anyone cry on command? This is important Drama Club stuff.

[And off we go!]

Comments

[prisoneroffate]

[Yeah he may be in over his head here]

As ready as I'll ever be.

[He manages to demolish the kebab with surprising gusto]

That was really tasty. I guess the stories are true.

[missleading]

Cheers!

[ She taps her kebab with his before both skewers get demolished. ]

It's meat on a stick, of course it's gonna be tasty! [ As if there was any doubt. ] Your pick next. What are we trying?

[prisoneroffate]

[He holds up a massive burger with a smile]

I wanna get through this before I get too full.

[missleading]

[ This is such a thing of beauty, let her marvel upon its meaty majesty. ]

...What do you think the pink things are?

[prisoneroffate]

I have no idea!

[missleading]

Only one way to find out!

[ She'll be the guinea pig here. Time to take a bite! ]

[prisoneroffate]

[Ren follows suit with gusto]

Wow, this is really good.

[missleading]

[ Minako looks from her burger to where Ren's was, aghast. ]

You finished it already?!

[ She didn't know this was a speed contest?! ]

[prisoneroffate]

We have a Big Bang Burger back home, I'm pretty good at their eating contest.

[missleading]

[ Minako laughs a bit. ]

I bet you could give me a run for my money.

[prisoneroffate]

If you want we can test that theory next time we're in Japan.

[missleading]

What do I get when I win?

[prisoneroffate]

I'd say bragging rights but I know you won't be satisfied with just that. What do you want if you win?

[missleading]

A ten-course meal at the fanciest restaurant in Japan. An all expenses paid shopping trip. A vacation house in Tahiti.

[ In that order. ]

[prisoneroffate]

We'll start with the meal and work our way up.

[missleading]

I'm gonna hold you to that!

[ He better bring his A Game. ]

All right, what do you want to try next?

[prisoneroffate]

That was a lot of food, I need to wash it down.

[He pulls out a giant bottle of Ginger Ale]

I have no idea what this is but it looked interesting.

[missleading]

[ Oh my god Ren what is that. ]

You can have dibs on first taste.

[ aka please be her guinea pig. ]

[prisoneroffate]

[He takes a swig and makes a bit of a curious face]

Huh. Not bad.

[missleading]

Really?

[ She's not sure about that. Smells like a medicine cabinet from over here. ]

...Can I try?

[ Nothing ventured, nothing gained. ]

[prisoneroffate]

[Ren smiles and wordlessly passes it over]

[missleading]

[ Minako takes a drink, blinking a few times while looking at the bottle. She's not sure what she expected, but somehow this isn't it. ]

Huh. Interesting.

[prisoneroffate]

Right? Americans have such strange foods and drinks. What's next?

[missleading]

[ Minako slides over a paper bag, filled with half a dozen small donuts, opening it for him to take first pick. She also passes him one of two cups of iced coffee. ]

Coffee and donuts!

[ She wants to see what the coffee connoisseur has to say. ]

[prisoneroffate]

I'm game. Let's see...

[Ren will try a bit of both]

The coffee is really strong. We might want to put some sugar in.