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

[bethereprompto]

"Oh... well we do ballroom dancing too.. sometimes. Some people do. Gladio does, I think. You know Iggy does!" Could he pull it off? He wasn't sure. He'd had a lesson or two but he hadn't been paying the best attention. He never thought he'd use it in the future so why should he?

Prompto's focus was glued to Inigo hearing about his mother. It was easy to picture someone with Inigo's good looks and it was amusing how similar that description was to who Prompto knew his friend was. "Are you looking forward to seeing her when you go home?"

[flatteries]

That question, maybe surprisingly enough, makes Inigo go quiet for a moment. His movements slow down too until he just stills. Apparently it's more impactful than Prompto meant it to be - or Inigo just has to think about it for a moment, just has to really let that question dawn upon him, like it's something he hasn't thought about very much yet.

".. yes," he then answers. Inigo smiles softly. "I've really missed her."

Both here in this place, but also back in his own future, where she's been dead for so long. Thank god the former meaning being obvious means he doesn't have to reveal the latter.

[bethereprompto]

The way Inigo answered had Prompto's heart melting. What a lucky woman to have such a devoted son! He hoped she knew, wherever she was how great Inigo was. He could see it, so he could only imagine she'd see it too.

Feeling overcome with warm, happy emotions, he stepped forward and pulled Inigo into a hug. He didn't make it last too long, but just a friendly 'I think you rock, bro' kinda hug. You know the kind, right?

"Come on, let's go get something to toast her with."