009 | ❝We are the champions...!❞

[pitiedthefool]

Characters: Anyone and everyone!
Setting: Floor Four, September 25th.
Format: Go wild with whatever!
Summary: EVERYBOOOOOOOOOOOOODY, YEAH, ROCK YOUR REAL BODIES OUT~
Warnings: Do we need warnings for partying? ...Naaaaaaaaaaaah.

So that last week had been hell, and they really should have seen it coming, but it's as they all say...

It was just another Tuesday in Tower What The Helsinki is Going On Here.

Unlike the private party, there are definitely plenty of decorations courtesy of the Amagi Inn heiress, and plenty of food thanks to those who offered to hunt for the event and the ones who could prepare what was caught and gathered. Really, everything's set. Even some alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks were clearly labeled (so please, don't spike the normal punch. There are kids here!).

So why was this all set up? Why, because they had succeeded in pissing in Jason's cornflakes and got him maaaaad figuring out the cure for the madness of the previous week with the clues that had been given. But wait, was there a birthday or two this month that had otherwise gone unnoticed? Well, why not celebrate them while celebrating their hard-earned victory? There's cards on a table for people to write down the lucky people who survived another year of this craziness, just waiting for well wishes (or not so, depending on if you like them or not).

Enjoy the night!


Feel free to tag into this however you please, whether it's something already on here, or you want to do something else. It's your party, guys... let loose and have fun with it!
As this goes on, we'll add them to the list. Enjoy the spoils of victory, people of the Animoo!
Mingle!
Birthday Silliness!
Games!

Comments

[scorchedchivalry]

[Saber was curious about this gathering. So, here is one knight dressed in a black suit with blonde hair drawn back in a low ponytail. She's looking awfully androgynous as she sits and watches the crowd with her pale yellow eyes.]

[starofpleiades]

[Kazumi is wearing something cute as she comes up to Saber with, of course, a couple big plates of food - one for each of them.]

Saber! I brought you some of the things I made!

[scorchedchivalry]

[Saber's eyes light up at the sight of the food. She takes the plate with one hand and captures the now empty hand of Kazumi. She presses a chaste kiss to the girl's knuckles.]

Such a beautiful sight to behold, Kazumi.

[starofpleiades]

Ah, heheh... [She blushes a bit at that greeting, but she giggles.] Aw, geez, it's nothing that amazing...

[scorchedchivalry]

[Saber doesn't mind playing up that princess and knight thing even if she is a king and Kazumi not a princess.]

It most certainly is. You are too humble.

[starofpleiades]

Hee, well I'm glad you like it. Whew, it's been a long time since I ever spent that much time in the kitchen!

[She takes a seat with Saber, distributing forks and napkins as well before starting to dig in]

Mm, I'm so glad we're not gonna starve!

[scorchedchivalry]

As am I. [Though she wouldn't actually starve...] Such would be unforgivable.

[angramaintsu]

[ Rin herself doesn't have anything nice to wear other than her normal outfit, but at least this time she's not covered in blood. Admittedly, she only came for food and to keep an eye out for the roommates who came as well, slowly finding herself a little protective of them. Upon noticing Saber, she'll plop down next to her without a word, although a bit more lady-like than the knight. ]

[scorchedchivalry]

[Chin propped up on her hand, Saber cast a glance over at Rin. When the girl had first drawn close, she'd half-expected the magus to take her seat on the arm of Saber's chair as she would have expected Sakura to do. It bothered her that she was still having these moments of comparing the two.

Sakura Matou and Rin Matou were very different despite their similarities.]

You look well, Rin.

[angramaintsu]

Now that I've had a chance to clean up? [ It's a jest at her own expense more than the dark knight's, but there would be no laughter. ]

I came here to see what food there might be. I've determined so far that this place is rotten towards humans and I'm half tempted to burn it all down.

[scorchedchivalry]

[It's a little gauche to wear blood as an accessory to most parties, so yes.]

That depends on what kind of food you are looking for. Is your Servant not providing for you?

[She asks that with a bit of a smirk. Really, Rin... Lancer? Saber was a far superior Servant.]

[angramaintsu]

[ It doesn't take a genius to figure out that's what she means, Rin returning the smirk with one of her own. ]

The only sustenance he can provide is making sure I'm not alone at night. [ Even then he still returned to his room once she was done with him. ] Does that surprise you?

[scorchedchivalry]

No. It is not as if he can refuse you. Do remember, I am familiar with your needs being Sakura's Servant.

[Though Sakura never asked that of her. Probably because Sakura only had interest in Shirou.]

Though if that is the only function your Servant is providing you, I could offer you access to the meat I have acquired for my vassal and a few others.

[divinitysoiled]

Hello there. [Catarina came up to her, sipping on her beer. Blondes in suits, aw yeah, she liked this]

[scorchedchivalry]

[Upon the greeting, Saber stood as one should when meeting a lady, and gave a polite bow. The knight was five feet tall, but her lack of height was never an issue for her.]

Hello, m'lady. I have yet the pleasure to meet you. I am Saber.

[divinitysoiled]

Very nice to meet you, Saber. I am Catarina. [Her eyes raked over Saber's form, taking everything in and deciding it was worth a little taste. If anything, the succubus decided, it would be delicious to kiss this one.]

[scorchedchivalry]

[With her Mana Rank at A++, Saber would be a beacon to any being that consumed energy. She notices the heated look from Catarina, but she's aware of how well the suit looks on her.]

The pleasure is mine, Lady Catarina. I hope this evening has not found you wanting.

[divinitysoiled]

It has taken a turn for the markedly better. [She smiled slowly, every desire written plainly in the movement]

[scorchedchivalry]

Already? [There's a bit of a smile from Saber and a chuckle.] And if you find me to be a bore?

[sageprincess]

[Somehow, Zelda has managed to temporarily free herself from her sassy goddess friend Majora's grasp, leaving her to wander the party on her own for a while. Still, she's more accustomed to simply watching large crowds of people rather than interacting among them, so it's not long before she finds herself near Saber's chair.]

Enjoying the sights?

[scorchedchivalry]

[Unlike with most others that have come by, Saber actually gets up when Zelda approaches and offers the princess her chair.]

So far, Your Highness. Please, have a seat.

[sageprincess]

[For a moment, she opens her mouth to protest, but thinks better of it. She shouldn't turn down such courtesy, right? Even if she doesn't think Saber should necessarily have to give up her seat.

Being royalty is hard.]

Ah... Thank you, Saber. You are too kind.

[She smiles slightly to show her gratitude, and then takes her seat primly and properly like a good princess should. Or at least, how she thinks she should. Really she has only a faint idea.]

[scorchedchivalry]

[Saber empathizes. Being royalty IS hard. She's just glad she no longer has to endure all that, even if some mannerisms are ingrained. It doesn't matter that she has no desire to be a king anymore; she is still a king. But it is easier to be a knight.]

Allow my kindness to continue. You look radiant this evening.

[sageprincess]

[Zelda wishes she had such mannerisms ingrained. As it is, she's just going off expectations and stories.

Being flustered doesn't help matters either.]

A-aha, I cannot claim such flattery for myself. A friend of mine tailored my outfit.

[And forced her into it. And dragged her here. But they're friends, really.]

[scorchedchivalry]

An outfit does not make the lady, Your Highness. The lady makes the outfit.