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

Food

[loveandduty]

[Minako had made a lot of simples foods, however, those that actually required her to cook things look burnt or raw or a combo of both somehow.

Maybe avoid those.

Beside the food is a variety of drinks for everyone to have.]

Dance Floor

[loveandduty]

[A small open space for people to get thier groove on to be it a fast dance or a slow dance.

OOC: Music List will be in the main portion of the post when ready.]

Single Mingle.

[loveandduty]

[During the party Minako will be running all over the place asking certain people to follow her. If one does they will find a table set up with two seats.

Surprise you are on a date~ Enjoy.]


[OOC: Dates have been sorted now, to actually sort everyone out one pairing instead will be in a group of three since I couldn't find any other way to make it even.]

[pleple]

...she should've gotten a little more help.

[ Said while poking a piece of charcoal that is also, something, squishy. ]

[magicurls]

...maybe it's not too late to fix things?

[ Mami pokes at it too. ]

I can head to the kitchen---as long as you all don't mind fast foods.

[sos_pilot]

[ She's not much for fancy outfits, so Della went simple, and her mask is mostly hanging to the side of her head. Anyways - Being stuck on the moon for 10+ years, Della has thoroughly abandoned all pickiness and is willing to eat anything.

Seriously, she is eating those awful burnt/raw bits without any hesitation. ]

Could use a bit more salt.

[ But she merely shrugs off-hand and keeps eating. ]

[pleple]

Right now? You'd miss some of the...

[ ...dancing? Matchmaking? Maybe cooking would be more fun. ]

[magicurls]

I'm all right. I don't...really need to meet anyone. It's more important that everyone's happy.

[ She's already turning back toward the kitchen. ]

It's all right. You dance with Madoka. I'll bring you something nice soon.

[madcuriosity]

Alice had never been to an adult party, she had only ever been to a few, and what few she had been to were silly and mad. But she had found a very pretty black dress that fit her perfectly, with shoes to match. However, she couldn't find a mask that fit, all of them meant for older, bigger faces.

She gazed over the selection of food, taking a cupcake here, a couple of chocolate-covered strawberries, and whatever else tickled her fancy. She didn't know what they were celebrating, but Alice wasn't complaining.

However, Alice also wasn't entirely paying attention as she reached out for a petit four only for her hand to bump into someone else's. "Oh, ah I beg your pardon," she pulled her hand back.

[pleple]

...you should be happy too...

[ Also who says she wants to dance in front of other people? ]

[magicurls]

I like cooking. It'll be okay.

[ She smiles and heads off to the kitchen. She'll be back soon...ish...]

[pleple]

[ Hm. She should... maybe dance with Madoka then. Unless Madoka has other plans? ]

more food

[magicurls]

[ Mami returns about an hour late, with a few plates of simple things to replace what was burnt. Lightly toasted sandwiches, a few scones, and a few quick cookies. She's all smiles in her gown with a simple black eye mask. ]

Here. I hope you're all still hungry after your dancing.

[sos_pilot]

Della pulled back, all smiles. "Hey, go for it, kiddo." She wasn't much for dresses or masquerades, so she went in a slightly different direction. Her own mask was hanging lopsided on the side of her head.

"There's plenty for everyone, I can grab something else. I'll eat anything." And she will.

[blue_ice]

That's what you think it needs?

[ Kaiba is staring at the plate, baffled. He thought about touching it, but soon thought again. He's wearing a simple naval style suit and simple mask to match.]

[sos_pilot]

Yep! Just needs a bit of a kick, that's all.

[ She bites into something that honestly looks like charcoal. ]

[blue_ice]

[ There's a mysterious stranger bobbing and weaving on the edge of the dance floor, dressed in a navy suit and simple matching mask. Ordinarily this wouldn't be his scene, but a strange remark from someone in particular had him curious...

He's of few words at the moment, but will wave elegantly at anyone who catches his eye. Maybe he's even in the mood to party. ]

[blue_ice]

...shouldn't you wash it down with something, at least?

[ He'll offer water, just in case. He's cringing a little at the sight of it. ]

[sos_pilot]

Sure, thanks!

[ She she'll down that glass in one gulp, burp, and then grab another food-thing. Manners are not her forte. ]

Don't be shy, grab some for yourself!

[bloomingdespite]

[Perhaps it's the elegant purple suit with black and gold highlights that catches Kaiba's eye. Maybe it's the ostentatious star mask. Or maybe it's the fact that the... Man? Woman? Person? Person seems like the safest bet, looks absolutely nothing like anybody he has seen on the train. The spiked, yet fluffy-looking black hair and what little he can see of their sharp features are completely unfamiliar.

(Maybe it's because they are excessively handsome. He can practically see the bishie sparkle around them.)

Whatever the case, the "stranger" notices Seto's gaze, and he gets the distinct impression that they're raising a single amused eyebrow behind that mask of theirs. Strolling up to him, they extend a hand in say, in a voice eerily similar in inflection and tenor to his old rival's but with far too much playfulness,] Care for a dance?

[goingthroughaphase]

[ It had been a rather...interesting past few days since Kitty had first stepped onto the train. So much so that the party was a welcome distraction, and she wanted nothing more than to just let loose and relax for a little while.

She'd been impressed by the selection of outfits, but ultimately picked as simple as a dress as she thought she'd be able to move around in. She also found a mask that wasn't too heavy.

Which was good, because whenever a fast song was playing, Kitty was on the dance floor showing off all her best moves. ]

[blue_ice]

[ Kaiba's definitely drawn in. He can discern little about them, other than their affection for a dramatic, theatrical look. One he shares, though not to the same degree. He knows little about who this might be other than ruling out a few suspects, most notably Yugi---but feels compelled to answer. ]

...Yes.

[ He doesn't bother to disguise his voice at all. If he tried he'd be terrible at it. Kaiba steps in politely, assuming he's going to lead---and while he has some ballroom training and has learned a little about casual dance on the train, he's wrong. ]

Big fan of a mystery?

[blue_ice]

I'm not in the mood to eat ashes.

[ He shakes his head, then changes the subject. ]

I don't think we've met? Not that I can say that with certainty at a masquerade.

WHO IS THAT MASKED... PERSON???

[bloomingdespite]

[Now who is that masked... man? woman? person? dominating the dance floor? With that spiky yet tantalizingly fluffy short black hair? With the face as sharp as a knife yet filled with laughter and light? With that snazzy purple suit with gold and black highlights? With the gaudy star mask that they nonetheless pull off? And, most importantly, why are they so extremely, illegally handsome? Everyone can practically see the bishie sparkles surrounding them.

The answer is that they're Wester, and they are having the time of their life. No more hiding- okay, this was absolutely hiding, but in a different way than usual and at least they get to be themself after a fashion. It's the freest they've ever been... which is ironic, considering they're binding their breasts, but the sensation is as much a relief as it is uncomfortable. They're smiling widely as they tear it up on the dance floor no matter the tune... but when it comes time for a two-person dance, they turn to the nearest bystander and extend a hand.] Could I tempt you into being my partner for this one? [they say, winking.]

[sos_pilot]

As far as I've seen, I'm the only duck here, so that might help narrow things down a bit.

Name's Della Duck.