Halloween party!

[elegante_events]

Every passenger will suddenly find themselves whisked to deck 20 for Redd's annual Halloween party (it's a day late, but shhh, he's been busy)!  It has been programmed to look like a cemetery, complete with stone gravestones and long, damp grass padded out with clumps of soft soil.  Ooooh, spooky!   The headstones read many names, none of which are

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[initforthebento]

Doumeki's first thought upon suddenly not being in his room any more is something along the lines of: "What?" Eloquent, I know. He'll pause a moment to take stock of his surroundings-the awkward-looking buffet, the alcohol, his costume (a cowboy,)-before turning to the person next to him.

"What happen?"

[dovewithadream]

[Kobato is has given up trying to remove her mummy printed paperbag thing when she looks up and spots a familiar figure.]

Doumeki-san?

italics = japanese

[initforthebento]

[he looks up at the familiar voice, picking Kobato out of the crowd and moving closer so they can talk.]

"Hello Kobato-san."

italics = japanese

[dovewithadream]

"Oh! Hello Doumeki-san."

[She stops tugging on the bottom of her paperbag thing and bows quickly.]

[dormant_beast]

[If Anna was mad before this happened, now she's LIVID. This is the worst set up she's seen yet, the food sucks, the drinks suck, her costume sucks.

The first thing she does is snag some of that horribly disgusting vodka and knock back half a bottle within the first fifteen minutes of arriving.]

...tl;dr

[standardpackage]

[Fuck you, Redd. The only reason even knew about this holiday is because of some punky kid he just spoke to the other day. Sadly, he didn't have the time, or the energy, to get himself a costume.

So guess what the fuck he's wearing?

He's a goddamned bag wookie warewolf.

He's taken his place near the...snack table...? The food is shit, scratch that. It's even more shitty because of the damn spell Redd cast and that nasty booze? Well, Jinx would normally say 'booze's booze' but this booze is certainly not booze.

He just grabs a plate of 'food' and makes with the 'fun.']

[mutedevents]

[Jael is staring glumly at the food when she spots...someone who she thinks is Jinx. She gives up on finding anything she wants to eat and heads over towards Jinx, smoothing her bag Dracula over her short dress.]

Jinx? Is that you?

[standardnotelf]

[Jinx turns to the voice. It's none other than Bagula Jael in an adorably embarrassing bag get up.]

Sadly.

[mutedevents]

[You're lucky Jael can't read your narrative, Jinx.

She gives him a sympathetic look.]

I hate this. I want my ears back.

[getmesomewhisky]

[Xanxus is dressed in an oh-so-lovely Dracula trash bag costume and paper mask, looking pretty sleepy. He was just about to flop in bed and sleep when he was suddenly teleported here.

He takes a quick look at the tables and, well. Everything looks nasty. He can even tell that the booze is shitty just by looking at it. God dammit. Xanxus really doesn't want to be here. So he's just going to sit down by a tombstone and lean against it, folding his arms across his abdomen and closing his eyes. He's just going to sleep through this shitty party.]

[standardnotelf]

[Hey, it's Jinx's awesome drinking buddy. Though slightly ticked that Xanxus got a totally spiffy costume, Jinx takes a seat at the tombstone across from the man.

He waves.]

[getmesomewhisky]

[Yes, trash bags are very spiffy indeed~

He's... kinda asleep though (or at least attempting to sleep), so he doesn't notice Jinx sitting in front of him. Feel free to poke him or something.]

[standardnotelf]

[Pokeage is a go, right on the nose.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela really isn't in the mood for a party. The food...doesn't look appetizing and neither do the drinks and wtf is this Dracula sack she can't seem to remove.

Sigh.

She just decides to kind of isolate herself near the drink table, wincing as she sips at her cup. Ugh.]

[brittlenerves]

[Looks like everyone was forced to attend this less-than-stellar shindig. Xanth is standing two feet away from Mikaela and he doesn't even seem to notice, arms folded and eyes trained on the ground. Even though his face is covered by the mask, just from his body language you can tell he's not happy.

Oh and look, he's a ghost. Isn't that cute.

But he's in one piece! And he's not dead, either!

He looks up and, by chance, figures out that he's standing next to someone he knows. It'd be rude not to say anything, so he waves to get her attention.]

Uh. H-Hey, Mikaela. How, uh, h--how about th-this party.

[Read: MIKAELA WHEN CAN WE LEAVE, THIS SUCKS]

[chopshopgoddess]

[She doesn't notice someone waving at her at first, but once she notices who it is, she blinks in recognition, then flings her arms around him.]

Thery ou are-! [The last time he'd talked to her he'd scared the crap out of her - this is why she's been in hiding, been such a damn recluse.

Caring makes things so much worse :/]

Are you okay?!

[brittlenerves]

[Caring makes everything worse. That's why Xanth is in such a poor mood and has been for more than a week - he cared when Kairi died, when she disappeared, he cared about what Riku said to him.

But he cares about you too, Mikaela, so even though he tenses up when she grabs him (was that a hiss he let out, too?) he makes himself relax again. Then, he hugs Mikaela back - he cares about you too, you know.]

Y--Yeah. See? I-I-- I told you I-I'd be a--a-alright.