Get Down, Baby! [active/open]

[my-heart-shakes.livejournal.com]

Character(s):  Akutare and any other party-goers
Content:  To keep himself entertained, the Dark Hero decided to throw a party.
Setting:  The Wild Ginger
Time:  Late Afternoon going on into the night
Warnings: None as of yet... but I'd suggest you not be the last one out of there.

[Note: Since there's probably going to be a bunch of people in this post, I figure it'd be best to break it up into mini-threads.  Just make your post in here and others will reply to it or make a completely different post if your character is gathered somewhere else.  Feel free to thread hop in between and have fun~!]

While he waited for everyone to arrive, Akutare lounged in one of the chairs, fiddling with his journal and pointedly ignoring the disapproving looks from the man nearby.  It had taken the demon a long time to convince the owner of the establishment to allow him to throw this party (especially since it was so sudden), but he'd managed to get it done, promising the owner that everything would be paid for along with a bonus for all of the people who happened to be working that night.

Now that he thought on it, it had actually been a lot easier than Akutare had expected.  Not that he was complaining.  He probably just happened to get a particularly gullible and greedy group of suckers on his hands.  All the better for him!  Still, he wondered just what kind of currency they had in this place, anyway.  Everything seemed shiny enough that they probably had something that glowed or something like that.  Maybe.  He guessed he should have asked something like that when he just came in.  Oh well, he'd manage somehow.

"Aaaaand posted!" he noted to himself, pressing the button and waiting for the responses and people to roll on in.  Haha, this was an awesome idea.

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[firewheeling.livejournal.com]

The walk had been pleasantly short, and Axel had used the time to check the journals while they talked to find further evidence of this party they were crashing. Fortunately for them, it seemed it was an open invitation.... Not that he minded crashing, if necessary, but it just made things easier. He took a moment as they pushed through the door to look around, for anyone or anything he might find familiar, aside from the lavish decor of the Wild Ginger itself. He didn't see Luxord yet, more's the pity--then again, they were a little early--but he did see Akutare. He took a moment to look him over, smirking in amusement; the demon looked like the partying sort. He also quite approved of the outfit; it complemented his own look (http://community.livejournal.com/paixaorpg/353691.html) rather nicely.

Axel let the door fall shut once Ryuuji had come in as well, cheerfully lifting a hand and heading over to greet their host. "Hey! So you must be the man of the hour, huh?"

[dangeraddicted.livejournal.com]

Ryuuji, while hanging around, had told the stranger (whose name he hadn't even learned yet) he planned on showing up. If nothing else, Otogi rarely held still for long - and he was quick to be social. He wanted to meet "Aaron's" mysterious friend - it sounded like he might find something in his element in here after all. Besides parties, of course.

Ryuuji grinned at the (rather odd-looking, but it suited him) man, nodding to him and greeting him familiarly. "Yo."

[my-heart-shakes.livejournal.com]

Akutare looked up when he saw the two arrive and grinned wildly, shoving his journal away before hopping up off the chair. He didn't think he'd seen the redhead before (though he dug the guy's hairstyle), but the other he remembered from his post. Guess they'd taken his request to bring all their friends to heart. Great!

"That's right!" the demon responded proudly. "Glad you two could come! Ready for the party of your lives?"

[firewheeling.livejournal.com]

"You know it!" Axel smirked, flashing Akutare a thumbs up. He would have been glad for the admiration of his hair--if, y'know, he'd known about it, or was capable of feeling gladness. So instead he was content to just chill out and chat the guy up, since Luxord was nowhere to be found yet. "So what've you got planned tonight, huh? Anything interesting?" He prompted, before snapping his fingers and offering a hand. "Hell! Sorry about that. The name's Aaron; nice to meet you."

[dangeraddicted.livejournal.com]

Otogi laughed. "I know I am," he responded, unconsciously brushing his hair out of his eyes. "Ryuuji Otogi. Nice to met you in person." He gave the place a cursory glance - it wasn't a bad place for a party. If this whole thing turned out to not be a complete disaster (though the green-eyed gamer didn't see how a disaster could occur thus far), he'd have to remember it.

"How's it going?"

[eternitydreamer.livejournal.com]

NiGHTS floated in through the door, looking at the surroundings. Not bad; then again, s/he had come here on a whim, and in a good mood; just about everything seemed nice right now.

S/he grinned at Akutare, dashing up to him and impulsively ruffling his hair. "Hello~!" s/he sang, happily bouncing along in mid-air.

[OOC: I left NiGHTS' gender as ambiguous, so that people can go by either "he" or "she" without being confused by others'. Too late. D8]

[my-heart-shakes.livejournal.com]

Akutare didn't notice NiGHTS come in at first. Not until he had touched his hair, anyway.

Akutare waved his arm frantically. "Not the hair, not the hair!" But once he finally stopped, he looked over. So Hallucination-Jester had come after all. He guessed hallucinations must have liked to party too. "Oh, hi," he responded, just a little suspicious. Last time Hallucination-Jester had talked to him, he had ended up confusing the hell out of the Dark Hero.

But really, he was more worried about people thinking him crazy for talking to thin air.

[eternitydreamer.livejournal.com]

NiGHTS tilted his head to one side, still grinning, and mimed putting Akutare's hair back into place - but of course, being NiGHTS, he only messed it up more. "What? That suits you. You look nice that way." He bowed, then, playfully mocking and theatrical as usual.

"I'm NiGHTS!" he said, remembering AKutare's tendency to call him merely by "Hallucination-Jester".

[my-heart-shakes.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey, it actually had a name. Huh. It was an interesting name, but he should have expected that his mind would come up with something cool for things it created. And NiGHTS fixed Akutare's hair for him and bowed to him. Ha! He sure showed this hallucination-jester who was boss!

"And you already know who I am, of course."

[eternitydreamer.livejournal.com]

"Nope!" NiGHTS giggled. "I haven't the foggiest!" That might not be entirely true, but NiGHTS liked messing with Akutare. It was fun.

"Who are you, anyway?"

[ladyepithymia.livejournal.com]

Parties were always interesting things. Good places to meet and greet--information might be thrown about, people in power might have interesting chats... And Lust rather enjoyed such places. So, walking in with her usual aura of confidence, she looked the place over.

It wasn't very crowded yet, but it wasn't entirely empty. Good--she would not have wanted to draw undue attention to herself by being first or last. She would just blend in, converse, and see what she learned.

And maybe make a friend or two.

[itsbeanpaste.livejournal.com]

Kariya had never been a huge partying kind of guy. But there was one pretty reliable way to make him show up, and that was the promise of refreshments.

He'd showed up fashionably late, of course, although not late enough for the spread to be picked over yet. This was one of those things he was good at. He didn't bother with a plate, just hovered in the general vicinity of the table (not literally - he'd hidden his wings for now) and took stuff as it interested him.

Wasn't too terrible a spread, either. "Check it out," he said to the nearest bystander, who just happened to be Lust. "Meatball on a stick. They thought of everything." (Then he bit the meatball in half.)

((orz I meant to join this thread forever ago. sorryyyyy))

[ladyepithymia.livejournal.com]

"A man of simple tastes, hmm?" she said, smiling at the man as she studied him while trying not to look like she was. A bit of a slouch, casual dress, hair that seemed to defy gravity to some degree--aside from that third bit, she had to wonder what had drawn him here. Maybe it was the food.

For her part, she did not select anything off of the table, although she did give it a cursory glance. She was more interested in mingling than eating. And since Paixao was such an unknown place, well, who knew who had power?

So she would entertain this man and try to learn what she could from him.

[itsbeanpaste.livejournal.com]

Kariya gave a noncommittal "Mm" in reply. Granted, it was probably true, if you thought about it. He discreetly sized her up at the same time, and came to the conclusion that she could really work the sexy black dress look.

As an afterthought, he plucked another meatball off the plate and offered it to her. "Want one?"

[ladyepithymia.livejournal.com]

Lust shook her head. This man was a hard read--his face seemed lethargic enough, but she couldn't be certain it wasn't a mask. But she would find out soon enough.

"So, what brings you here?" she asked. "The food, I take it?"

She smiled pleasantly, folding her arms across her chest.

[myfearsmylies.livejournal.com]

She hoped they weren't late! Too late, anyway. But she had wanted to make sure Sora was remotely settled, and then she had gotten some groceries, and then she made sure to put those away. And she still wanted to pop by Cid's Shop at some point, but that would have to wait. Everyone needed some fun in their daily routine, even if somewhere across the city there was a monster tromping over buildings.

Kairi didn't want to think about that right now. She popped on in through the doorway to the Wild Ginger, a smile on her face as she glanced back to Sora, a shine in her eyes that she was glad that he was here - really here. She would try not to lose him again.

Looking back... she... didn't recognize anyone.

[keychainheart.livejournal.com]

Sora had spent most of his time following Kairi around, occasionally getting distracted with exploring the city, and generally trying to figure out how everything worked here. It seemed like money wasn't an issue, if it grew on trees like that, and that was good. But he hadn't seen anyone he knew yet. No sign of Riku, Donald, or Goofy. They must have really not been here.

But Kairi was here! And there was a party to go to!

"So, who's throwing the party?" Sora asked.

[myfearsmylies.livejournal.com]

Kairi made her way in a bit, glancing around at the crowd before pointing towards a fairly noticeable figure. "That guy, I think. Akutare. He's a bit odd." She chuckled at the thought. With a small pout, she sunk back. "I should have invited Naminé to come... I don't think the girl gets out much," she said, more to herself when the thought crossed her mind. Although the small girl probably wouldn't have accepted. When Kairi had mentioned introducing her to Sora, she fervently passed on it. Too bad.

[keychainheart.livejournal.com]

Sora stood on tiptoe to look around the crowd and at the person Kairi was pointing out. He had quite a hairstyle--and purple eyebrows--but it was nothing more than a momentary observation to Sora. Maybe he had just gotten used to stuff like that.

But then he had something more important to focus on.

"Naminé? She's here?" Sora gasped, his mood changing to a mixture of surprise, happiness, and seriousness. If she was here, and wasn't part of Kairi... What had happened?

Was time really this messed up here?

[myfearsmylies.livejournal.com]

Kairi had snagged some food from a table, sitting up next to it and turning to blink at Sora. "Huh? You know her?" Naminé had expressed not wanting to see Sora, even though Kairi thought that they'd get along great... Was it because they actually had met before? Had something happened?

She frowned, looking uncertain and deep in thought. She never would have expected something like that... and poor Naminé, since Kairi kept trying to insist it... But no! Maybe she was just over thinking things...

[man-of-style.livejournal.com]

The day had started...awkward to say the least. Neither Adell or Rozalin had touched the topic on the state Rozalin had arrived in. Adell simply didn't ask about it, even though he really wanted to, he didn't want to push Rozalin. Not after what had happened. He'd much rather have her tell him when she felt she was ready to talk about it.

So instead he had told her everything he knew of Paixao as he showed her around the ever-shining city. Somehow ending up at the Wild Ginger. "This is the Wild Ginger. Though I've never been here so I don't what it's about." He stared at the door for a moment, something about the name of this place was very familiar but he just couldn't remember why, before he looked back at Rozalin with his usual grin. "Let's check it out."

He pushed the door open, ready to step inside until he noticed the small crowd of non-natives that was gathered inside. Why were there so many people here? He frowned as he stood in the doorway uncertainly and slowly a realization dawned on him.

Wait a minute....didn't Akutare...!?

[a-sinful-rose.livejournal.com]

To say it was awkward would be perhaps an understatement. Rozalin wasn't sure what to explain to Adell. She was rather frightened to. What would he say? Would he leave her if she told him? She didn't want to be alone. Then again, he did promise to protect her. Would he change his mind? ...But that wouldn't really be his... style, would it?

Still, she was uncertain. For now he hadn't brought it up, and she was grateful for that. Trying to seem like all was well, she listened intently to what he had to tell her about the place they now found themselves trapped in, and let him lead her around. It was a rather beautiful place she had to admit, but it wasn't some where she'd particularly like to be trapped in.

"The Wild Ginger?" she echoed, sounding a little put off, "It sounds rather crude, but if you insist."

She supposed it couldn't hurt to have a peek either way, and if it was unfit for her, she could always insist on leaving. She followed behind him, and practically bumped into his back when he stopped at the door. Peeking around him she tried to peer inside, "What is it, Adell?"

[man-of-style.livejournal.com]

The party....how could he have forgotten?

While still mentally berating himself Adell turned around to face Rozalin, scratching the back of his head with an almost solemn expression. Ah...how to put this?

"I just remembered this is a bad place to be right now. Why don't we go check out the museum?" Really, he was just naming the next closest thing he remembered seeing on the map. He wasn't interested in the museum at all but hopefully it would interest Rozalin. She would probably like that better anyway, right? ...Whatever it took to get away from here before Akutare spotted him.

[my-heart-shakes.livejournal.com]

Too bad Adell was just a little too late. Of course the demon wasn't going to miss his rival--and it looked like he had the princess in tow, too! Well, well, he wasn't going to miss out on an opportunity like this!

"And here I thought you weren't coming..." Akutare began, a wide grin spreading across his face. "What can I say? No one can resist the Dark Hero's top-notch parties. I knew you'd see the light."

[a-sinful-rose.livejournal.com]

"A museum? Well, I suppose that would be mor--" she replied, but cut off as a familiar voice greeted them from behind Adell. Someone who knew him. In fact, Rozalin knew that voice also... wasn't that...

"Akutare?" she peered over Adell's shoulder back at the familiar blond haired demon. Well, that certainly explained Adell's attempt at a hasty retreat. Wait, did Akutare say he was holding a party?

She blinked at him, a little exasperated. "We're trapped in a city with no way out, and you're holding a party?" Of all the ridiculas things for someone to do.