Party Time

[loveandduty]

Who: Everyone who wants to attend.
What: It's a party for all, but the pairing up part is for singles only.
When: Day 19 of Fiddlesticks
Where: Gym Carriage
Warnings: Who knows atm just Minako being Minako will add more as things happen.

[Minako figured she did the best she could for the party. Though she also wondered if perhaps she might not have that many people come. Sure she wanted to put singles together, but at the same time, she simply wanted people to have fun.

In the dressing carriage, people will find costumes and masks that were more gothic in nature. There was food and hopefully some forms of sweet treats for those looking for it as well as a variety of drink, mostly non-alcoholic.]

OOC: Examples of the type of outfits and such can be found here: costumes and
masks]

Comments

[salutosinedelectat]

"Oh- that's quite alright. Do go ahead." Aziraphale responded in a gentle tone, politely moving out of the way.

He sports brighter colors than what were suggested for the party, but he at least seems to keep mostly in theme.

[madcuriosity]

"Thank you very much, sir!" she smiled. "I'm really very fond of sweets! Do you like them?"

[salutosinedelectat]

"I do enjoy them very much." He smiles back, gentle and polite. "It's been quite a while before I could enjoy some."

[madcuriosity]

"Oh, well, no need to hold back here, I suppose. It is a party, and thankfully at this one, we aren't told to move down, move down whenever someone's teacup is clean!"

[salutosinedelectat]

He doesn't quite get the comment, but he smiles all the same. "Ah, yes." He spares the poor mangled biscuits and pastries on the table. "It's quite fortunate."

[madcuriosity]

Alice is quite used to not being understood by... anyone, except the older Alice. The littler one looked at the rest of the food, a bit at a loss on anything else to say.

She had never been to an adult party before.

Normal ones seemed incredibly boring.

[salutosinedelectat]

Once it clicks for the angel, surely all miscommunications will entirely vanish. He's well versed in most forms of literature through the centuries, though it hasn't hit him just yet.

Aziraphale daintily hands her a small plate of varied petit-four, having already arranged some for himself. "Well, I do hope you have a nice evening, my dear." Even if the music is rather lacking, but that's just him being fussy.

[madcuriosity]

"Oh!" she grinned at having far more petit-fours than she would have reached for. Extra cakes were always a pleasant surprise. "Thank you sir, for the cakes and the well-wishes. Have a good evening as well."

[salutosinedelectat]

Aziraphale is clearly in high spirits tonight, for reasons more than justified. So many he's being a little nicer, smiling a bit more, not that many people in the train know him well enough to tell.

With a smile and a nod, off he goes to meet someone else, humming to some tune that definitely isn't on the playlist.