fh_trips | Tokyo, Japan, Tuesday [Daytime]

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Tokyo, Japan, Tuesday [Daytime]

Rise and shine, Fandom! Today you were leaving behind Osaka and heading to Tokyo. So grab a quick breakfast (or just stumble blearily on to the train, your call) and then we're off.

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Hello, everyone! Welcome to the Osaka-to-Tokyo bullet train, which will take you into the city in two hours and thirty minutes! Fandom's got a whole section to itself, so pick a seatmate and hang out.

Terrestrial transportation methods were not something Stark had much experience with. He found a window seat, on the left of course so he could see, and settled in for the trip.

Considering that Summer expected she'd be pretty go-go-go once they arrived in Tokyo, being stuck on the bullet train for a few hours seemed a good opportunity to catch up with some peeps, so she find herself plopping down near Stark and sending over a grin.

"How's the trip so far, Stark?"

"I think I like it," Stark answered. "Aside from sleeping on the floor." But he'd kind of brought that on himself by going along with the whole teaching scheme and he knew that and was just resigned to it.

"It's different. Of course it is. But I don't travel much here. Or at all. I liked the temple, yesterday. Maybe this next city I'll try to explore more." Now that he'd gotten nothing more than a few curious looks about the mask at their first stop.

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

And in all of that, there was only one thing Summer was focusing on.

"Why were you sleeping on the floor? Who's your roommate?"

Looks like someone was too busy flailing about her own sleeping situation to be bothered with knowing about anyone else's.

"There was only one bed," Stark said. And not even in the fun fanfic sort of way!

"And there are seven of us." Who had all made poor choices, like listening to John Constantine. "I've slept worse places."

"Seven?" Yeah, Summer had definitely missed a thing or two. "What is that, like, a paperwork error, or something?"

But she did kind of appreciate how chill Stark was about it, though.

"It could have been an error. But I think we're being punished." For listening to Constantine.

"For the class." And listening to Constantine.

"I decided it wasn't worth fighting over the bed." Because he'd seen what happened to Faye.

There was...a pause.

"You mean that 'let's all join forces to split a class and get a free vacay out of teaching, like, one of two actual classes with how it's solit' class?"

The one Seivarden was 'teaching', too.

Which meant Seivarden was one of those seven people.

Summer might need a moment to die laughing in a second here, Stark, don't mind her.

"Yes, that class." He had been led astray, Summer! "The idea may not have been thought through."

He could wait patiently for the laughter to stop. Really.

"Apparently not," said Summer, who, to her credit, actually managed to keep it down to a wry snort and a small chuckle. "Well, hopefully you all like each other well enough."

Stark was going to choose to ignore the chuckling.

"I don't know any of them that well," Stark pointed out. Which is what had led to this problem in the first place!

"There hasn't been any bloodshed. Yet." It hadn't even been 2 full days. There was still time.

"Well," Summer offered, the amusement making way for sympathy, "if it does come down to that, Barry and I kind of have an extra bed, if you need a break from sleeping on the floor."

Not like they were really using the beds for anything else! One of them was barely even using them for sleeping!

...although now Summer wondered of she could, like, get something out of this, offering their extra bed to the teachers of this class for some small favor or whatever...

"I don't think it will come to that..." But Stark had been wrong before. And his roommates were unpredictable!

"And I wouldn't want to intrude."

"You wouldn't be," Summer assured him.

Believe her, Stark, you really, really would not be intruding on anything...

"Well, actually," she amended, "maybe not tonight, at least. Because we're both going to be up stupid early to prep jello for the room party tomorrow."

And she was actually really looking forward to that as a sort of sickeningly cute couples thing.

Because that's what it apparently came down to. You took what you could where you could, dammit.

"I thought you might have taken a week off from the jello," Stark said.

He really should have known better, by now.

He really, really should have.

"Oh, no way," Summer gushed with enthusiasm. "At this point, Wednesday Jello Shot Room Party on a school break is practically tradition! And we're doing an afterparty, too, at a karaoke bar. You definitely should come, Stark."

"I didn't know you had Jello traditions." Or trip traditions!

"I've never been to a karaoke bar," Stark told her. This was probably not surprising. The zombie stage at Caritas didn't count.

Oh no. Would singing be required?

Was Shuri sweet-talking her way (in Japanese, and fine, so T'Challa was right about learning it) into the engine room to see how the bullet train worked?

Of course she was! The science, people! The science!

Rey had never ridden on a train before! If you needed her, she was just going to be staring out the window and watching everything whizz past.

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