Monthly Mingle Log

[thalassino]

Normally this particularly part of the plaza lays a little quiet and secluded but today there is a difference. The otherwise quiet spot is bustling with activity today, and shall be every first of every month from now on. It sure was a bit of trouble preparing all of this, but no effort was spared. It is for a good cause, after all!

The set up, though fairly simple, has clearly been aimed at making things comfortable for those attending. Broad tables filled with food and drink (and a few locals attending to them to make sure they won't run dry) stand amongst small tables, perfect for a few people to gather around and enjoy the delicacies. Some chairs and benches have been set up too, for those that'd rather sit while talking, but there is still plenty of space for walking around too. Beyond that, there stand at least two booths, one manned by the Welcoming Commitee, armed with replacement flyers, maps, hotel directions and anything a person new to Vatheon might need. They certainly look ready to answer any question that someone might have and then some. The other booth seems just as welcoming, though perhaps a little less on the informative side. This one is manned by Vatheon's very own Host Club. Are they recruiting? Trying to find new customers? Or just here to do their part in welcoming new people to Vatheon? Better check it out and be certain.

Today, the party seems to be dressed up with a rather obvious autumn flair. The tables, chair, benches and table-cloths are dominated by warm, fall colours, and all the food that stands on the tables has a very definite fall flavouring; apple and pumpkin pies stand side by side, with caramel apples near by and what looks to be a mass of cookies. But there are soups too, warm and hearty for those that want them. And lets not forget the drinks. The locals are tireless in refilling the cups so there is never anyone lacking some warm tea or warm chocolate, cider, or just plain old apple juice. Ask and you shall most definitely receive!

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Preparation

[thalassino]

[Text received several days ago on everybody's SFC

Dear Vatheon.

It has been a while, hasn't it? Please allow me to introduce myself first. I'm the Station Master and I operate the elevator. Recently Miss Zelda and I have been working on setting up a monthly event where those new and old to Vatheon can meet. This will be held on the first of every month and we hope many of you will be able to attend.

Additionally, I'd like like to ask for help. For this party, we will need food. A lot of food, in fact. For any one willing to help, on the 30th and the morning of the 1st, I'll be preparing the food for the gathering in the kitchens of [location of the biggest restaurant in Vatheon]. If you know how to bake and are willing to come help, and even if you don't, but you are willing to learn, I'd be more than happy to see you there.

Regards,

Station Master.


PS. While helping out on the 30th and the 1st, I will be unable to run the elevator up and down to the island for some hours during the day. Please plan accordingly.


So, yeah. If you are willing to come help out Station Master with his baking needs, here is the place to be. Perhaps you'll find some other people who know the ins and outs of baking as well. Or rather, maybe you will find some people who don't have the first clue what they are doing and might need some instruction. You never know! Not until you comment, at least.]

Open - Baking fun!

[behind_my_smile]

[Fai has a little apron tied around his waist as he busies himself in the kitchen of the chosen restaurant. Baking is one of his favorite activities, so of course he couldn't turn down an invitation to bake for the whole city!

He hums a random tune as he mixes some ingredients in a large bowl. There are cookies in various stages of preparation all around the kitchen.]

[not_heavens_adam]

[Johnny didn't really feel like socializing. He had shown up because, technically, he ran the Academy and he had his tavern which might provide a job opportunity for anyone looking. But, for right now, he just sought out the familiar scent of baking and Fai. He slid up behind the other vampire and wrapped his arms around the slimmer waist, his chin coming to rest on Fai's shoulder.]

Hard at work, I see~

The apron's cute....mmm..and so is the cook in it~

:D

[echigo_wargod]

Quite busy you are, Fai-dono.

Welcoming Committee

[thalassino]

[Perhaps you have a question. Or perhaps you want to help out someone new by answering theirs. If so, hopping by the booth of the Welcoming Committee is definitely the thing to do.]

Open

[zelda_hylia]

[Though Zelda looks a little weary (and can't help but personally think that right now is not the time for any sort of event), she's still present, just as she said she would be. She does head home periodically during the day whenever Zelos feels like manning his Host Club booth, but for the most part she's ready to explain things to anyone that asks.]

[relinquishing]

[It takes Guy a bit to work his way over to the Committee's booth - he had been dragged over to assist with the Host Club for a good hour or so, and the first chance he had an opening, Zelda had been absent. Hopefully back at home? Guy wasn't sure - he hadn't spoken much to the princess since their bodyswap, outside of when they ran across one another in the Welcome Center during the past week. But he can catch that fatigue, and he hopes that she is finding time to rest.

But nope, there she was, back just a little while later. Hrm.

Guy can't help but shoot a look of concern at her the few times he catches her eye from across the room. She's not working alone, at least. Despite her obvious attempts to stay cheerful to those that swing by the booth, though, it still looks like her mind is somewhere else.

Not that he's much better at the moment... for multiple reasons. Another curse? Probably. He's just hoping he doesn't find any other... surprises.

As soon as the club booth has plenty of help, Guy slips away and slowly makes his way over to Zelda. He looks a little uncomfortable, but he easily manages a grin, keeping his voice gentle.]

...Hey. Keeping yourself busy, I assume?

[malik_caesar]

[Seeing the familiar face at the booth, Malik stops by.]

Princess Zelda, it's good to see you. It has been a while.

Open

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide doesn't spent the entire day at the Welcoming Committee's booth, but for the moment the samurai is there. His sword remains at his side, as always, but his hair is unbound, he wears no armour and his expression is friendly. Anyone who wishes to ask questions, get advice or simply talk to him will find him willing.]

[During the periods of quiet, however, Mitsuhide sits just in front of the booth and plays his blue-and-gold shamisen, the crest of the Chōsokabe clan prominent on it. The song he plays is a quiet, understated one; he has no wish to disturb anyone, after all.]

[This is a time for people to talk, and come together. Depsite the problems Vatheon has experienced lately, Mitsuhide finds a lot of value in such an event.]

It's not a sad face, it's a respectful one.

[malik_caesar]

[Having just met the other day, Malik stops by to say hello.

This time he bows slightly, which seems to be Mitsuhide's preferred method of friendly greeting - not to mention he's occupied playing his instrument.]

It's good to see you again.

Open

[blessedbyfarore]

[Link will be manning the Welcoming Committee booth with a cheery smile on his face and a brochure - or towel - close at hand, although people who take a second look might note that he has a shiny sword and a rather battered shield on his back, too.]

[Just to be on the safe side - it wouldn't do for any newcomers to be hurt.]

[He's also been making trips over to the food and drinks tables, and he's brought over quite enough to share. Just in case you feel like some pumpkin pie with your exposition, of course.]

Host Club

[thalassino]

[And what of that Host Club? What do they have at their booth. It seems the only way to find out is to drop on by.]

[chosen_gigolo]

[The booth for Golden Victory is decked out in similar autumn scheme, though with little ghosts and bats hanging from the bottom of their sign. Leaning against the front of the table, decked out in a ridiculously stereotypical over the top vampire costume complete with fake fangs (which may or may not be offensive to real vampires) is Zelos Wilder. He's not there the entire time; in fact, he only attends the soiree for an hour or two, leaving the general running of the booth to other club members. He has other responsibilities right now, though he's sharing them with Zelda at the moment; when the Princess is here, Zelos is not and vica versa.

Still, if you're interesting in joining, flirting, or just finding out more about the Golden Victory Host Club, stop on by!]

Host Club

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke's lurking somewhere near the booth, and doesn't look anywhere close to being the most comfortable person there. It might be the big bell, or the fact that someone had stuck cat ears and a tail on him. But he is not comfortable no matter his expression in the link. ]

Open! (Host Club)

[behind_my_smile]

[Fai is dressed fairly comfortable but in a rather Classy way. He decided to focus on the black and gold theme of Halloween versus the whole costume thing. Though technically dressed as a vampire, its hard to call it a costume when that is what you actually are.

He greets everyone with a bright smile, welcoming them to the host club any time with the same flare and ease that comes so naturally. He holds out a tray of Halloween themed cookies to anyone that walks by.]

[keepsthefire]

[With Alister gone and Ratchet returned back to his apartment, the Villa has finally calmed down some. Even with Bon, and Maka's friends returned, it isn't nearly as stressful for Rin as has been in the past couple of weeks.

Still... for once he's actually on Zelda's side with the "Should we really be doing this right now?" line of thought. There was still a killer out there, and even if victims were surviving it didn't make it suddenly okay to just... ignore it.

And he still isn't sleeping very well, as much as he's been trying to. Vague nightmares keep him restless - bothered enough to keep sleep from being good, but not disturbing enough to wake him in a cold sweat.

When it's his turn at the table, dressed in... what might be considered a werewolf costume of some sort (no, we really don't know why there are chains involved, or why he looks vaguely like a criminal in prison stripes) he manages to be all smiles for the most part. But from time to time, in the lull in between interested people, he goes distant and stares off in to space, off in his own little world.]

Host Club [Open for Sora and Roxas]

[runbysmiles]

[ Sora was standing to one side with a caramel apple in hand. There was already a large chunk out of it and he was grinning like a kid in a candy store. He was eating up more than that apple. The atmosphere and all the new people were exciting and fun to be around, and after being asleep for almost a month and losing Riku this was exactly what he needed.

Both Sora and Roxas are decked out in full Halloween Town garb, though only King Mickey and a few others might recognize the look. It's a surprise Sora's able to still eat the apple at all and it does nothing to keep him in character, but maybe this vampire has more of a taste for sweets than blood. ]

Host Club | Open (pre-sleep coma)

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo still goes to work once it re-opened after the whole bodyswitch debacle and everything with Lloyd. He comes wearing an exotic outfit for the entire time, at least to him. For most of his time there as well, he stays at one table deep in thought or flirting a bit with girls coming by. He also gets a drink from time to time as he feels he needs them to keep his spirits up.]

Food & Drink

[thalassino]

[But lets not forget the food and drink. Want something to fill your stomach? A nice warm drink to sip while chatting with someone new? Then a visit by the food tables is inevitable. And once the delicious prize has been secured (all free of charge, of course) perhaps it is off to those cosily set up tables and benches. Don't want to just crowd around here, right?]

Open

[mrfastandsteady]

[Some party, huh? Brooklyn is still coming to terms with the idea of such an open lifestyle, but even back home his interaction with modern humanity consists of what celebrations the clan can pass in a crowd under. In situations like these? He doesn't feel so out of place.]

[takesyoubytheheart]

[Did someone say Pie? Oh, he is ALL OVER THAT.

He is happily stuffing his face, a slice in each hand, and mouth covered in crumbs. A reminder that this guy is a king and defender of the universe.]

Mmm-mm! That hits the spot!

REAPER LOG (Open to Reapers)

[cheapshinigami]

[It's been a while since Tatsumi saw the other reapers in person, aside from Tsuzuki, of course. So after they all got the message from the Station Master, he thought it would be a good place to catch up with them. Right after he read the original message, he contacted the other reapers to let them know he'd be around with Tsuzuki.

So now it's the day, and Tatsumi is hanging out by the Food and Drink's table, waiting to see if someone will show up.]

[handholding]

[Oh the food looks good. So so good. And Ico's stomach is grumbling just looking at it.

But he hangs back, staring with an uncertain expression and fidgeting. Is it really alright? He's not sure how the customs here work still, and to just start grabbing seems rude in some way...]

Where There's A Party There's a Selphie - Open

[booyaka_boom]

Hot chocolate! Selphie has found the hot chocolate! She's so excited by it that she's hopping from foot to foot at the stall. Her hands clap together as the local pours it into a large cup and completes it with cream and marshmallows. She carefully, and gratefully, takes the hot chocolate and walks very, very slowly to a table, trying so hard not to spill anything. She'll be fine so long as she doesn't bump into anyone.

OPEN

[pactum]

[ Ciel is seriously just here to sneak a sweet and leave. he doesn't care for parties--much less unanticipated ones--but upon passing by the plaza and spying the array of sweets, he couldn't quite resist the temptation. without Sebastian, he's been all but sugar-deprived as of late, and even second-rate confections are better than none at all. he is doing his very best to act inconspicuous in the hopes that he can get in, grab a snack, and get out again before he's talked to--but since when has he ever been able to go to a party without attracting someone's attention? ]