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[midgarhorizon]

Characters: Anyone and everyone
Setting: Cafeteria, Noon, Nov 7th
Format: Anything
Summary: A party/discussion mingle after calling a meeting of the residents.
Warnings: tba


The anonymous post on the network was an invitation to gather, discuss and share information. Maybe they would get incredibly lucky and get to the bottom of things, such as who was behind the bombings or the strange things that went on during Quarantine.

Someone has been at work down here in the dining hall, moving the tables around to create a space in the middle in case people felt like dancing. Most of the chairs are around the outside and facing the middle, for everyone to see each other better. There was another space and some chairs for musicians, and a couple of the larger tables were set up with a large buffet of normal cafeteria food (because Zo wasn't likely to poison them) and resident prepared dishes, both clearly marked.

Of course, there was always the oatmeal.

[ooc: Feel free to make your own threads and subthreads!]

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PARTY!

[cursedchosen]

[A party was Zelos' natural habitat, and it showed. He's weaving around and mingling with various groups of people, drink in hand. He's pretty open, and looks like he'd be up for talking with anywomenbody that approaches him.]

Re: PARTY!

[puppy_lancer]

Hey.

[Lancer greets the redheaded man.]

...So how are you doing with your end of that bet?

PARTY!

[cursedchosen]

I'm making out pretty well.

[He smirks back to Lancer.]

How's your end going?

[Obviously not as well.]

[puppy_lancer]

Fine.

[If you can call a "date" with Asagi and then a conversation or two with Claudia fine.]

The ladies just aren't keen on giving me their tokens, that's all.

[cursedchosen]

As expected.

[Don't listen to him he hasn't gotten anything but smacked by Sheena.]

It just seems the ladies can't appreciate true men.

[puppy_lancer]

[He gives a sympathetic nod.]

Unfortunately. Maybe they're just overwhelmed at all the extra attention.

[cursedchosen]

[And Zelos gives a small sympathetic nod in return.]

Maybe it was a mistake to unleash all our charm at once.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Well, here's someone that remembers you.

She remembers you quite a bit.]

O-oh! Uh, h-hello again. You're here for the p-party too?

[cursedchosen]

Of course. It would be a crime to turn down a party with so many beautiful women.

[;D]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[She chuckles.]

Y-you're all about t-the women, aren't you?

[cursedchosen]

Only when they're as cute as you.

[;D]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[She blushes slightly at that but retains her composure.]

Heh, right.

Uh, I never r-really introduced m-myself before, did I? My n-name's Veronica.

[She bows slightly, as was her usual greeting back home.]

[cursedchosen]

It's lovely to meet you, Miss Veronica.

Re: PARTY!

[clumsyjesus]

Hey, Zelos! [And here's the cute little Chosen with a strawberry milkshake in hand, coming to say hello. No, she's not going to talk about the horrors of the tower.]

Re: PARTY!

[cursedchosen]

Well, if it isn't my favorite little angel!

[What horrors of the tower the tower was a happy place even of it was just today.]

Enjoying the party?

Re: PARTY!

[clumsyjesus]

Oh, yes! It's so great that we can talk about what's going on and what we can do next to save everyone. And while we're at it, we can just sit and talk a lot! It's really nice for everyone. [Yep. Gonna keep smiling!]

PARTY!

[cursedchosen]

[He sees it, but he isn't going to say anything because he's doing exactly the same damn thing.]

It makes this place a lot less grim, that's for sure.

[ladyliberty]

Hey! Fancy meeting you here.

Care for a dance?

[cursedchosen]

I can't very well turn down a dance with a beautiful woman like you, can I?

[ladyliberty]

No, most people can't. [She grins and goes to put her food down on the nearest table before she sashays back across the floor to where Zelos is standing.]

[cursedchosen]

Most people are very smart.

[And he takes the lead in a waltz.]

[ladyliberty]

[She's not exactly classically trained-- most boys at school didn't waltz, but it's easy enough to follow his lead around the dance floor.]

Wow, you aren't half bad.

[fragileprophet]

[When Ion sees the redhead moving his way through the crowd, he can't help but smile at him when he nears.]

You look like you're in your element.

[Ion folds his hands in front of him.]

Are you quite used to attending parties?

[cursedchosen]

You could say that.

[Guy? Girl? No, definitely guy. He didn't know who he was, but he seemed to be adept enough at navigating the party, too. Maybe a political figure in his homeworld.]

You seem pretty comfortable here, too.

[fragileprophet]

[Ion's smile turns bashful, and he laughs lightly with a shrug.]

I might be a bit accustomed to them, but never anything this casual. I'm afraid I can't help but feel like a fish out of water.

[He extends his hand, then, in greeting.]

My name is Ion, by the way.