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]

Hopefully not, as Aziraphale is quite proud of his manners and politeness, but he's been known as a bit Much for some people, much to his lack of awareness of the fact. Either way, he seems to be in a delightful mood.

"They do look quite scummy." Don't mind if he helps himself to a couple. He glances at Maru and takes note of his mask. "Oh, a cat." He seems amused over Maru's mask. "What a lovely mask."

[sobothersome]

For a moment Maru actually looked surprised, until the guy elaborated and mentioned his mask. He shook his head and gave himself an inner eye-roll over how dumb his reaction had been. Of course the guy was talking about his mask, what else could he have been talking about.

"I like it." Was what Maru eventually said and lifted a hand to touch one of the pointed ears. "... Shame we can't keep them." It might have been nice to do that. Someone had once told him they were like superhero's, going around saving worlds. A mask would suit that superhero image.

[salutosinedelectat]

Aziraphale looks a bit curious. "Why not? Must you return them to the dressers?" He didn't have to worry about that at all, so he didn't exactly check the rules.

[sobothersome]

"I was told we can't keep them. They vanish." So yes, he imagined he'd have to take his mask back to the dressing room when he was done being social... or as social as he ever got. "Madoka said they were just for the party."

[salutosinedelectat]

"Oh. Well, that's unfortunate." He's quite thankful that he can just make his own, even though he's always been one to buy his, or get them tailor made. He's still quite put off about the fact that his actual clothes seemed to have vanished into the ether and he can't seem to bring them back to himself. Over one hundred and eighty years he's cared for that coat, and now all he can do is create a copy of it.

"Well, perhaps you could make one yourself?"