Bracelets for the soul

Vale set her down after a few spins and patted her on the head. "Good job, you didn't scream! That's a first!" He giggled before turning and facing the bedrooms. "Let's go find where we'll be sleeping~!" He looked over his shoulder at her, still smiling beneath the mask. "And if you aren't comfortable, I'll gladly take the hallway or the bathroom, just say the word! I'd hate to disrupt your sleeping patterns! Sleep is necessary for a fully functioning body!" He hit his chest and it made a slight echo. He then stopped, eye wide with embaressment as he turned back towards the bedrooms. "Ah yes, gotta keep that blood pumping! Ho ho!" He started walking stiffly down the hall and towards their room.

Aberdeen was quite surprised at the woman's choice. While the show definitely wasn't their first choice, it was better than any of those 'reality TV shows' that the general populous seemed to go on and on about. As far as they were concerned, they didn't give a shit how the Kardashiens were doing.

"Whatever you wanna watch, sweetheart" They said, trying to act cool and casual once more. While they weren't particularly interested in the show, it at the very least worked as background noise to drone out all the other people on the plane. With the two quietly enjoying the show, it gave Aberdeen another idea of what couples do.

They had seen this in movies, shows and what not, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity to enact it. Aberdeen began to fake yawn without closing their eyes and placed their arm around Maicy in an attempt to do...whatever...it is that couples..do...

She was prepared to mind her own business as soon as he entered, but she heard him speak.
Was that a come on???
No that couldn't be a come on...
But...what if....
It was barely noticeable, but alraada's bed inched closer to vale's very slightly.
Wait what?! No no no no no no! Stop that shit, bed!!
Her cheeks tinted red once more and she covered her face.
It seemed that was her go-to reaction to these sorts of things.
"I...won't...and ok, I'll wait here."
She was prepared and ready to punch herself in the face.

Alraada jumped at the sound of Vale falling.
She turned to the bathroom quickly and knocked on the door.
"Vale, are you alright?!"
She heard him yelling into some fabric that he was almost done and worry spread further across her face from the sheer tone in his voice.
"Vale, are you hurt?!"
He was yelling nearly incoherently, but all she could tell from it was that she should be scared for his safety.
Out of worry, she yelled something she may regret.
"I don't want you hurt, I'm coming in!"

    Cyrus smirked and crossed his arms, glaring over at the other scientist as he immediately noticed her shoot a glance in his direction. He narrowed his eyes and walked past her once he got his bracelet attached. "Ahh Miss Elenara, are you telling me we're all trapped on an airplane rigged with explosives? Are you so childish as to threaten the lives of your research subjects?" He flashed her a smarmy grin. "Good thing I make sure tin cans don't explode while in space for a living. As someone who's actually capable at their job, I'll figure out and fix whatever problems I might find."

    He finally glanced down at his wrist checking out the flashing number on his bracelet, 5, before disinterestedly looking up and glancing around the room. Alraada and the very noisy walking circus tent had already paired off, as well as Aberdeen and Maicy, which checked off the top two on his list. Of course.

    Then there was the masochistic stripper was jumping from person to person, forcibly checking their wrists. Still straggling eh?

    Frowning a little bit as he watched the other man, he shook his head and rubbed his temples a little bit as a headache started coming on.



    This is gonna fuck with me so badly.

    A tug of his wrist and a grab from behind knocked the man out of his stupor.


    The scientist turned bright red and stared back at him, both flabbergasted and overwhelmed as he stared back at Alti grabbing him from behind.



    He had honestly no idea what to make of him and was extremely conflicted on this pairing. There was no denying the fact he thought he was rather physically attractive, but after their conversation at the bar that ended up touching on the other man's actions and... interests, Cyrus couldn't help but question what kind of mess he'd gotten into. True love aura my ass. He shot a glare over at the two scientists for a moment before grunting, "Yeah, super funny. I bet the scientists think they're hilarious. I frankly... did not expect anything more than friends with benefits either."

     Cyrus side-stepped his way out of the embrace, his face still red as he ambled over to his suitcase and tugged it forward by the handle, fingers rhythmically tapping against the plastic as he walked back over.

    Once again like the first time they met, he visibly looked the other man up and down, tapping his cheek with his free hand a few times as visceral impulses started drowning out the logical ones. This could work. Maybe. Maybe? The scientist sighed and ran his fingers through his bangs, locking eyes with Alti.

    "Okay so, ground rules because you're gonna need them. I can feel it. One. No clients or 'fuck buddies' or whatever you call them in my room, I don't care what you do anywhere else. Two. I'm not crushing your skull, so don't ask me to. Aaaand..." He thought for a moment, smirking before shrugging, "That's it. Now where's your bags? We should probably go scope out our room..." He glanced around, a couple of the pairings having already cleared out.

Rowan blushed more as the girl spoke to him in such a kind manner, completely forgetting the fact she didn't know him whatsoever and thus wouldn't know that he's a loser. "Uh...I'm..Rowan! It's nice to meet you Willow..." He gave her another awkward smile as he picked up his suitcase. "Uh, y-you wanna check out our rooms..? I'll bet they're real fancy, just by looking at the place, heheh.." He began to walk toward the labelled room, realizing he almost left Willow behind.

"Uh...Allow me!" He picked up whatever luggage the girl had been carrying and began to amble over to room 7. "This'll be fun!" Fun....so long as you don't let her know how much of a loser you are.

Rowan smiled as the girl went on about her fascination with the tiny shampoo bottles, regardless of the fact that he had no idea what she was talking about. Rowan had never been in a hotel, he couldn't afford it. But seeing this girl's excitement gave him a real sense of joy. As the girl walked into the bathroom, Rowan scanned his bracelet onto the bed when he heard the girl scream about having the little shampoo bottles she'd been going on about. Rowan almost fell over as he felt his bed push against his legs.

A-already!? Jeez...I'm a real sucker... "Uh, you can have them if you want! I brought my own shampoo, heh.." He spoke, beginning to quickly fall head over heels for this girl.