[GV] - 1 - Open to All!

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Today is a very special day, Vathonites! Today is the day the host club returns to the bubble, albeit under a new name and new management. The front of the club is covered in roses, the fresh scent carrying across the plaza to entice patrons to take a peek inside, daring them to venture through the door emblazoned with the club's name: Golden Victory.

Once customers have left their weapons at the check in station just inside the door, they're allowed into the main room of the club. At the bottom of the two stairs leading down to the floor there is a very obvious signboard on which is posted both the rules and a list of all the hosts employed by the club and available for time with patrons, as follows:

Hosts:
Asbel Lhant
Atem
Dhaos
Duke Pantarei
Fai D. Flourite
Guy Cecil
Ioder
Peony Malkuth IX
Rin Okumura
Roy Mustang
Ryu
Serph
Sora and Roxas (take clients together.)
Zelos Wilder (Only takes appointments with women.)

The Club Floor is scattered with many small tables, each surrounded by comfortable loveseats and chairs and a small bouquet of three red roses with baby's breath accents gracing each table. The far wall is dominated by a large bar, well stocked with alcohol and virgin drinks alike. Beside the bar are two doors, one leading to the kitchen and the other to the bathrooms as well as a staircase leading to the employee break and locker room as well as the wardrobe. These areas are all for Employees Only though of course.

The most interesting feature by far, however, are the hosts themselves. Men from many worlds, all dressed similarly in classy formal suits, each whith a subtle difference that suits their personality. They're all available for Private Appointments if the sign at the front is any indication.

Please, relax and enjoy yourselves, fair patrons~ The courteous, friendly, and handsome staff will be with you in just a moment.

((ooc: So this particular host club post will be open all of July. Feel free to thread here whenever you want with whoever you want for that month! All I ask is you keep threads under one of the headings below based on what's going on.))

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Club Floor

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Closed

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[Without the usual presence of the sword at his side, Ky feels even more uncomfortable as he enters the Club. Why did Johnny want him here? Is it part of Ky's chance to make up for having caused the vampire some insult, with their conversation before? Perhaps, although Johnny didn't seem particularly hurt when he showed up. He had in fact seemed far more focused on making sure Ky didn't change into his uniform. He'd succeeded in that, at least, Ky wearing something a little more casual, as far as he understands these things.

After a moment of glancing around in confusion at the club, Ky focuses his full attention on Johnny.]

I'm not certain why we're here.

[Except, well, Zelos had said it was to talk to girls, did Johnny intend to somehow prove that he was not attracted to them? But then... No, that doesn't make any sense at all, so Ky's just going to stick to his confusion.]

[not_heavens_adam]

[Johnny had barely been here five minutes and he already loved it.It reminded him of the old days when speakeasies and secret dens where people got together to have fun were more common....except with a little more class and that made it exciting.

Really, Johnny could have come here on his own and had plenty of fun....but he was on a mission to get Ky to loosen up and his first plan of action was to make him have a little fun.]

For the atmosphere, Ky~ It's a new building, a new attraction, there's excitement here. And where there's excitement, there's fun~

Just take it as a new experience, we don't have to stay here long~~

[bakegarasu]

[He can't really help himself - he is curious. So he heads inside, though he looks visibly uncomfortable without his sword - and he was very specific to the person working check-in that it was to be handled with care.]

[Still, he wanders around, curious as to how this place is set up. He's more familiar with hostess bars, but from what he was hearing this place was... different. And he can tell already - it looks way more innocent than what he's used to.]

[bufudine]

[Ah... Yosuke? Serph isn't with anyone at the present moment, so Serph approaches him. For once, he's wearing something other than his uniform, replacing the armour for a suit like the other hosts. Instead of an orange streak across his chest to mark his Tribe, Serph's wearing an orange tie.

He nods in greeting.]

Welcome.

[What can he do for you today, hmm?]

[behind_my_smile]

Otohaaaa-sannnn~~~ [A voice rings out from across the room and Fai lifts his hand up to wave towards the other man. His one hand is full with a tray of goodies that he is taking to a nearby table.

As soon as it is deposited he will head in Otoha's direction.]

[shirleyhopeful]

[So Shirley found herself being a bit curious about this host club. She had heard about this and admittedly, she was a little worried. Without her quill, she can't cast spells and who knows what might happen here. Still, she trusts that nothing will happen.

This might be a good way to interact with some of the people in Vatheon. Don't mind an awkward girl just wondering what's going on]

[coolerthansora]

[Roxas is a part of this and he's still not sure how it all works. Whatever special way you're supposed to talk to girls, he certainly hasn't figured it out yet, but he at least knows he's supposed to be welcoming. So when he sees the girl enter looking a little lost, he walks up to her with a smile which, while tentative, he hopes is inviting.]

Hi. Do you need someone to show you around?

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo entered the club out of mere curiosity and surveyed every little thing. This place reminded him slightly of the Puff Puff Club back home, but less tacky and more his style. He then decided to take a seat at one of the tables, looking around more curiously at the different things in the room while also eying that bar at the same time. Perhaps he could get some wine and this wasn't a wasted trip after all. Though he continued taking his time to relax at the table first before his thoughts wander to the possibly of him getting up to get a drink at the bar.]

[bufudine]

[No one attending to this guy? Well, Serph's free now, so he walks over! He's not exactly the best welcomer, not having a disposition inclined to smiling, but Serph's got one hell of a poker face. Like the other hosts, Serph's wearing a suit, though he also wears an orange tie.

Making sure he's within the stranger's line of sight when he aprroaches, Serph speaks in calm and even voice.]

Welcome. What can I do for you?

[demonicbookworm]

<sub>[Ruca was simply curious about this Host Club. He wanted to see what it really is about, which is why he decided to come (although, after a long debate with himself - for some reason he couldn't help, but feel that this is a bad idea).

As he enters the Club, he looks around, for a moment wondering if maybe he should just leave before somebody notices him. Though maybe for now he should try to hide and observe what's going on here? That doesn't sound like a bad idea...

Not like he sees any place where he really could hide. For now Ruca just... stands there, looking all awkward.]</sub>

[coolerthansora]

[Before he can change his mind and run away, Ruca is spotted by a certain Nobody. Roxas's face brightens at the sight of his friend and he heads over to greet him.]

Hey, Ruca!

Employees Only

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Forward-dated to the 8th - CLOSED (1/2)

[relinquishing]

[Guy hadn't even been here for a week and he was already slightly perturbed. It was flashy, but he was fine with the atmosphere. He was fine with the suits. He was fine with the work - he caught on pretty quickly when it came to mixing drinks, and serving just came a bit naturally anyways, so he had no complaint there.

No, it was the clean, neatly-printed sign that hung off the end of the bar - a sign he hadn't properly noticed until a visiting woman had asked about it.

"DO NOT MOLEST THE BARTENDER."

He wasn't sure whether to be amused or offended. Perhaps a mix of both.

He'd made a short-lived complaint to Zelos about it. It wasn't really something he thought needed to be broadcasted so publicly, after all...! But regardless, the sign always seemed to be an ice breaker for new customers, if not an awkward one. Most took it as a joke, and Guy simply played along. Yes, he was uncomfortable as hell with some of the more forward women that sat at the stools and openly flirted with him while he worked. And it was noticeable... and apparently very amusing.

Great.

He hadn't thought much of it. Most of the women that came in seemed respectable enough, and if they really became tired of him, they could easily find another host. That wasn't too much of an issue. So hey, maybe Zelos could see that the sign wasn't really necessary one of these days. He was doing fine on his own. Right?]

(2/2)

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[Whether it was a prank that had been set up beforehand or the impulses of an excited patron wasn't clear. Guy wasn't sure he cared.

It had been a slower afternoon - not many drinks coming through, and not much conversation to be had. On a whim, a couple of younger girls had asked if Guy could deliver their drinks by hand to where they were seated. A simple enough request - it wasn't like the bar was busy or anything, and he didn't have a problem with it.

Only one of the girls had been seated when he had finished, and had caught him up in some small talk. Naturally, he'd picked up on it and carried the conversation for the sake of politeness.

He wasn't sure what the other girl had said as she approached. Or why she'd thought it had been a good idea to let hands wander. All he knew was that hands had been wildly flung around his shoulders with a childish squeal, knocking him forward slightly... and making his vision instantly go white.

A glass crashed its way to the floor, the heavy thud of a body following as the girl was tossed from Guy's back. There was a panicked yell, followed by the startled screams of several women, as Guy crumpled to the floor with his arms tightly wrapped over his head, heart pounding in his throat, shaking and sputtering for breath and and and--]

G-get-- GET AWAY FROM ME--

[The voices around him, for a long moment, were just a blur of sound. No one dare touch him for fear he react that way again. Probably for the better.

It was only when clarity started to return - when he could take in a deep breath, relax his expression and regain whatever composure he could manage - that he grabbed the back of the nearest chair to slowly lift himself to his feet.

The girl that had been on the floor? She looked horrified.

He managed a quiet apology, asking if she was alright, waving people away from himself and the area the glass had shattered... but the event looked like it had stirred up quite a concerned little frenzy of a crowd.

...Maybe he wasn't doing fine on his own, then.]

July 4th

[keepsthefire]

The first day at his job - and the first day of the host club - seemed to be going well. It was busy in the kitchen, but not so much that Rin ever really felt overwhelmed. For the first time in years he didn't run in to problems where his strength was an issue, and he worked the decidedly large kitchen with all the finesse and skill that he did with the smaller ones he was used to working in. Even Ratchet being in a coma and Alister being... well, Alister didn't put a damper on the nervous excitement of starting work.

At least until he went on his first break, and saw that Maka had been trying to reach him since around the time he'd clocked on.

'rin
- something's come up. don't come over to the apartment for a while. we'll talk when you're off work.

maka'

He took his SFC from his locker and flopped down on the couch in the breakroom, staring at the message with a clearly worried frown. A million thoughts rushed through his mind, none of them good and all of them only serving to make him worried about Maka. He trusted her, enough to know that a message like that likely meant she was alright for the moment, but that didn't mean something couldn't happen later.

His thumb hovered over the button to start a reply, but he knew everything he said was going to turn out laced with concern he was incapable of hiding. He flipped whenever his friends were even in a little trouble. Maka was his girlfriend now, and that was only worsening his want to jump to paranoid conclusions.

He sighed and dropped his head back, staring at the ceiling. Seven minutes left on his break. He wasn't about to run out of his brand new job and ditch it. But damn did he want to.

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To make sure everything was running smoothly, Zelos decided to make some rounds, asking patrons if everything was to their liking, checking on his staff, and that includes a peek into the kitchen to make sure everything's running smoothly back there as well.

"How's it hanging, kid? You know you don't have to lurk back here on your break." Even while he's talking, he notices something off in Rin's expression. "...Everything okay?"

Private Appointments

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Zelos Wilder

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[Zelos' table is flanked on either side by two well stuffed velvet couches, quite comfortable with soft pillows on either end. He's got a small tea set, European style if this were Earth, set up on the table and the spiced tea steeping in the pot smells exotic and tantalizing, if you like spiced tea that is. The man himself is seated near the arm of one of the couches, keeping an eye on things with a twinkling expression of amusement and pride.

Would you like to spend some time with him~?]

Sora and Roxas: Threadjacking optional!

[runbysmiles]

[ Sora was sitting on his side of the couch and fidgeting like a little kid. If he'd known before hand that he'd be stuck in this suit he wouldn't have opted in to this club. As it was he was tugging on his tie which he'd needed help getting on in the first place. ]

Roxas...[ Sora was whining just a little. ] I don't like wearing this thing.

Ryu

[amnesiadragon]

[Ryu shifts a little in his suit, tugging on his tie. He has no real idea what he's doing here, but he gets to meet a lot of people! That's fun, at least. He's leaned back against the couch though, looking relatively relaxed apart from the suit fussing. There's cookies and tea nearby on the little table, and whenever someone wanders past he perks up a little, smiling.]

[Spend some time with him?]

Fai D. Flourite

[behind_my_smile]

[Fai has been helping with some of the cooking but now is the time for his private appointments and meeting with the guests of the club. He glides over to his couch and sits down. He looks rather dashing with his hair pulled back in a baby blue ribbon that matches the blue scarf around his neck.

His table has lots of tasty treats for his guests to enjoy and a bright smile greets them as they approach.]

Welcome to the host club~

Serph

[bufudine]

[There's a table with two chairs across from each other. Serph's seated in one, dressed in a suit and wearing an orange tie -- orange is important. He'd known about the uniforms for Host Club, but it's... strange not being dressed in his usual one. Nevertheless, there's no outward sign of discomfort. There's no food or drink on his table, though; pouring tea without making a horrible mess is an art he has yet to master.

Whatever's going on in Serph's life, he's pushing it aside; his clients come first.

Will you spend time with Serph?
> Yes.]

Ioder Heurassein

[fortheempire]

Ioder adjusted his tie for what was probably the fifth or sixth time, feeling odd in the plain black suit with the dark blue tie. It was nothing like what he was used to wearing, and for once he actually found himself missing his frills and buttons. He supposed he didn't look too horrible. He'd gotten a few appraising looks so far, and if Duke hadn't had the unfortunate timing of being in a coma he was sure the older man would have said something about Ioder finally "not looking like he was wearing his older brother's clothing".

Oddly enough, though, the clothing was the only thing he found even slightly uncomfortable. He had actually been enjoying himself thus far, and really didn't mind that Zelos had insisted he join. It wasn't really as bad as his wild imagination had previously thought it would be.

Smiling warmly at anyone who entered, he sat as his table with hot tea in a lovely ceramic tea set in front of him, waiting for the next person to approach him.

Dhaos

[fistfullofmagic]

[Despite how utterly different the suit feels from anything he's worn in recent - or even distant - memory, Dhaos is doing well in not allowing it to bother him. In fact, he seems quite comfortable seated in one of the pair of armchairs at his table. The air about the table carries a light aroma of chocolate, with an undercurrent of black tea. Curiously, it appears only the tea is present.

Dhaos is smiling pleasantly. Spend time with him?]