exsiliumlogs | Cometh the Big Crying Wheel

Date & Time: Sept 15th
Location: A refurbished castle on the outskirts of Exsilium.
Characters: Anyone at the party!
Summary: Vanadi hosts a party that goes very poorly.
Warnings: Violence, probably! Let a mod know if we should update this.

It’s a lovely night for a party!

The venue at the outskirts of town is, unfortunately, a bit drafty — and actually rather sparsely furnished, as well. In fact, party goers are encouraged to mingle, drink, and enjoy themselves in the courtyard, as the castle itself wasn’t able to be renovated in time, and has proven to be a little bit architecturally unsound. Any explorative guests might find a small hail of dust and pebbles on their heads if they venture too far in — and who knows what else, if they continue on.

But the drinks and snacks both are plentiful and delicious, and the large canvas set up from castle wall to castle wall keeps off the sprinkling rain. The weather could even be described as warmish and pleasant, if one were feeling generous. A group of Exiles plays classic instruments in one corner of the courtyard, having been paid enough to even smile at any Transports that wander near.

All in all, it’s shaping up to be a good night. Until about 10 PM, that is. Come 10 PM, the Misery rolls into town, tearing down the canvas, nullifying powers, and crying corrosive blood everywhere. That’s the cue for all hell to break loose, as the final wave of mind-controlled characters snag their victims and make for the hills — or at least for the UE. The mind-controlled characters will also have the backup of a squadron of 20 of the Masked, the UE's special ops force. The Masked's main goal is to grab those on their list and get away, but they're certainly not above shooting to kill at anyone that gets in their way. They're also highly trained in hand-to-hand combat and physically enhanced by their suits, so they're a good bunch to try to avoid.

But do have a wonderful time until then, won’t you?

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[ Snow is, in general, far too ungainly for dancing. He knows how not to stomp on toes, because that would be more than a little painful for the other person... but anything more is beyond him, and without Serah here, he doesn't feel the need to learn.

Still, a party is a party, and much like last time, he's here to eat, keep an eye out for trouble, and watch the crowd (in that order). Hell, he's even thrown on his suit again. It's later in the night when he spots Nanami: he's not at all surprised to see her here, but it's getting late, and he decides to say hello before she leaves for the night.

A few seconds later, his gloved hand claps down on her shoulder. ]

Surprise, kiddo.

[Unfortunately for Snow, Nanami hadn't been expecting anyone to approach her tonight - especially not from where she couldn't see.

She lets out an eardrum-destroying shriek, jumping a good six inches into the air.]

You... [What is he wearing? She pauses to catch her breath, leaning over her knees.] What are you doing! You scared me! You can't just sneak up on people like that!

[ He winces at her shriek, covering an ear with his free hand. You'd think time would make him a little more aware of how to deal with Nanami, but... apparently not. ]

Heh... sorry. [ He also doesn't seem to be aware that a 6'7 guy appearing behind someone is probably going to make them jump, so maybe he's just a lost cause. ] Just sayin' hi. You'll be headin' home soon, right?

[ Without a watch (or his tablet), he doesn't know the exact time, but he's already spotted some of the younger transports on their way out. Even as stubborn as Nanami is, he figures she'll be following soon enough. ]

[Are your ears ringing, Snow? Good. Maybe that'll teach you how to approach a lady!]

Who knows? [She looks around her; Nanami is comfortable at parties but there isn't much here for her tonight, and things are getting boring. By now she's just tired and wasting her time.] It's not very exciting...

[She can't believe they have a castle, though.]

[ He knows how to approach ladies, just not shrieky children. ]

Eh, it's not so bad. You've just gotta make the most of it. [ Did he have a snack in his hand before? Well, he's definitely stuffing one into his mouth now. ] Bet you would've loved the party we had last year, though. We ended up in some fancy palace.

Hard to believe there's anything like that here.

[Yes, she's probably a little jealous.]

I guess everything looks really exciting after a while. Anyway, that just means I would have had to be here.

[A little grossed out, she adds,] What are you eating?

Nah, it wasn't here. Some other place... [ He hesitates, trying to remember what they'd called it. (The pause gives him time to stuff more food in his mouth.) ] France, I think the guy said. Ver-somethin'.

[ Versailles, but who's keeping track. It's only afterwards that he hears the second part, and guiltily holds up the half-eaten sausage roll in his hand. ]

Not a fan?

Versailles? [It sounds familiar to her, for some reason, though Nanami doesn't really know or have any experience with French or care about France. Funn, how that stuff works out.]

N-no, I haven't had any... But I thought we weren't done talking.

That's the one.

[ The exclamation comes through a mouthful of food, crumbs spilling in his excitement. There's another roll in his hand almost immediately — the meat probably isn't real, but it's delicious — and he shrugs, not understanding her point. ]

No need to just stand around, right? We can talk and eat at the same time.

This is a nice party! Don't you think you should cover your mouth...?

[It's a soft suggestion. Nanami reaches out to dust some of those crumbs away from his suit jacket. It's a caregiving gesture, and one she shouldn't have to bother with.]

Huh? [ He looks down in surprise, not having noticed the crumbs. It's true that this suit is a lot nicer than his usual getup, but old habits die hard, and being a slob is the oldest of them all. ] Eh, it's no big deal. Not like anybody's payin' attention to that stuff.

[ Except for the person right in front of him, but you know. ]

I'm paying attention! Everyone can see!

[Her hands fall to her hips and she stands on tiptoe to close some of the height difference between them (a bad idea; Nanami turns a little red).

Touga would never be caught dead in a situation like this.]

You don't want to make me look bad, do you? I have to leave in style.

Cometh the Big Crying Wheel

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