Foundation Day Festival: Food Tent

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Character(s): everyone in the food tent
Content: food, and lots of it.
Setting: Joco da Crianca Fairgrounds, food tent
Time: all day~
Warnings: Multithreaded posting format (please include time of day and sub-location in your comment's subject line)

The food tent is the second biggest structure at the fair, next to the Ferris wheel. It's a large white tent set up near the far end of the grounds. Inside, the majority of the tent is filled with long tables (with white plastic tablecloths) and benches for seating.

The food, along one side of the tent, is set up buffet-style. They have a wide variety of hot and cold dishes, and it's all good stuff, having been catered by Café Ersesat. It's always well-stocked, too, somehow; if they run out of anything, it's replenished within a few minutes. There is also a small bar, where alcoholic drinks and cocktails are available upon request to anyone who looks old enough.

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Re: 2:30 (Outside Tent)

[sayit3times.livejournal.com]

"Your 'tent', hu?" Betelgeuse eyed the bottom of the girls dress, thinking of it as the tent she had referred to. Though he already had an idea that she was not the one she had in mind and had in fact spoke of the large one beside them, it never hurt to imagine otherwise. If he the time, he would of surely attempted to sneak a peak at what lay under during their meeting as well, but they were speaking important business. He would have to wait until later to take a gander.

Smacking his lips together, the ghost looked slightly disappointed. "Teaching good manners, have I even sunk to the bottom. What'd he do, steal your lunch money?" Tapping a thoughtful finger against his cheek, he paused to look over at the tent before back to Alice. "There's an audience, is there? You did say 'us'. Which of this party of yours needs to be... Exposed of?"

Re: 2:30 (Outside Tent)

[amcgees-alice.livejournal.com]

Alice simply grinned. Oh, but this beetleguise would be an interesting one. He really had very little taste in etiquette at all, and he was quite playful. She wouldn't be surprised if he took a lewd gander at her.

Not that she cared. She was LONG past the time of "decency."

"We have a certain woman with rather interesting hair. She needs to be disposed of. You'll find her rather forceful, but I'm sure you'll find a way over that. In any case, I'm sure you can do it. After her will be a companion of a sort. they WILL be entertaining to fight, I assure you."

Yes. This would be interesting, for sure.

Re: 2:30 (Outside Tent)

[sayit3times.livejournal.com]

"Interesting hair, is that all I'm getting? At that rate, that could be anyone. Not that I have a problem scaring all of them in that tent. If this girl is as difficult as you make her sound, she should be easy enough to find." He linked his hands together, placing them under his chin as his elbows rested on his knees. "So should her 'companion'. But there's just one thing that's got me stumped, babes; fighting them."

A frail, seemingly aged scroll appeared in the ghosts hand as he leaned back into his chair. It unraveled almost immediately, proving itself to hold important value when displayed before Alice's face. "Take a good look, 'cause no where in my contract does it say anything about fighting nobody. Not unless I feel I like it."

The document vanished as quickly as it had appeared, ensuring that the girl would fail to read to much of its content. It broke apart, turning into a number of moths that flew off as Betelgeuse rose to his feet. The chair he had been sitting also vanished, crumbling to pieces before disappearing completely. "I'll be the one making those kind of decisions, sweetheart. Now if that's all there is... It's showtime!"

Re: 2:30 (Outside Tent)

[amcgees-alice.livejournal.com]

Alice smiled. Ah, so that was the rub, was it? The ghost man had a bit of an ego complex. Fascinating. But Alice had a mission to take care of and, lucky for her, she knew how it might be beneficial for this particular situation.

"Well dear, do you really think you can manage? I mean, these aren't your regular client el, are they? Why, these are the Organization members: those wretched people claim every one of us in this place. Certainly you've heard of their mischief, being a master of such things as you are? They ought to be quite hard to scare, I should think. I daresay they would consider you nothing more than another plaything."

In all truth, Alice meant every word, even if it was a bit of a stretch. The Organization members seemed to play dirty to her, kidnapping random people and torturing them. She couldn't abide by such things, remembering her treatment at the asylum. Her whole reason of summoning this chap would be her OWN little response to what Organization XIII had been doing.

Re: 2:30 (Outside Tent)

[sayit3times.livejournal.com]

Alice made a point. This organization, they didn't appear so ordinary themselves. If their reputation served them correct, he was likely to find himself in a completely different ballpark when dealing with them. Not that we actually read the message board or anything. He had only caught a glance at what they had been up to in the city, browsing quickly through the posts in search of entertainment. To say the least, from what he had gathered they were an interesting bunch. But never would they be capable of scaring the likes of him.

He growled at the thought as well as the girls words, his lips twisting into an unusual shape when he turned his back to Alice. The idea, HIM a some silly play thing... How unlikely. Never in a thousand years would he allow himself to fall into such a position. If there was blood still running through his veins, it would most certainly of begun boiling.

"Of course I can manage." Betelgeuse snapped. "You just call me when you got these two clowns of yours taken care of."

And with that, he vanished.