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Character(s): Hades and party goers! A handful of natives, and later a crapton of Neoshadows.
Content: After the Doctor gets back from his trip to the church.
Setting: Ceu de Mouraria
Time: Evening; Week 2
Warnings: None at the moment. Will probably be later |D

OOC note (UPDATED): Okay, so, Hades has made his official introduction. Anyone that still wants to join is stuck outside (I’d like to think I gave folk plenty of time to join if they really wanted); characters can try to find a way in, but any doors are sealed shut and darkness is sort of flowing from them. Outside the main doors is a pair of panicky natives. Poor Paixaoans. Or whatever we call them.

Anyone who is still inside, you can’t get out ~~until Hades is satisfied~~ just like people can’t get in. The ones who are more the ‘lighthearted’ and ‘good’ guys are obviously the ones getting more attention from the Heartless. Though if others join in to attack than hey, fair game. Unless you reek of darkness and more powerful than them *cough*Rozalin*cough* Neoshadows are more intelligent, after all. ~~omg and they suck to fight, dammit CoM!~~

What can I say? Hades wanted a coliseum :| So I gave him one. :D;; Even if this isn’t quite the same. But ICly he has a goal in mind. *shrugs*

You can respond to Hades’ post, or start new comment chains. Whichever is… easiest.

Ceu de Mouraria seemed to be the perfect place to hold a party – at least, that was how Hades found it. All he really wanted was the space; the more guests, the better, eh? And by the sounds of things… he was attracting a decent turnout. He wondered how many of them really knew the event as a ‘trap’ and how many were just too damn naïve to keep up with the times. Either way, he didn’t mind too much, as long as they came.

Courtesy of the ever lovely and fascinating (oh, how she proved the easily changing allegiances people could have) Rosemary, secretary to Paixao’s former mayor, he enlisted more ‘help’ from the citizens that already worked at the opera house. They were the ones who stood outside, welcoming guests within – smiles and youthful faces as always – and moved around the inner parts of the venue offering drinks (alcoholic, of course) and small finger-food from a local café. Really, Hades might actually owe Rosemary a thanks or two.

And if asked about the drinks, whether or not they were poisonous, any of the citizens were willing to take a drink of one just to prove their safety. Hades wasn’t about to kill anyone, after all. He would play the ‘good’ host at least for now; let as many people in as possible, then make his grand appearance and let the real show begin.

He could hardly maintain his excitement.

Jazzy music filled the building, circling around and filtering out to welcome guests to the inside…

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Yuuko knew in one sense that this was a bad idea. However, sometimes things just had to happen that weren't pleasant. At least she'd be able to get a few drinks in before anything extraordinary happened and so she plopped down on a stool by the bar area.

She was wearing a billowing black skirt with a lacy hem that provided her with easy movement and sandals donned her feet, revealing toe nails painted red. She crossed her legs at the ankle and held up a black gloved hand so she could place a drink order. A small bag hung from a thin strap off her shoulder and was also black. Her top was a white shirt with ruffled sleeves and a square cut at the top to show off her cleavage. Her hair was loose from any sort of clip and hung down around her in long strands.

She tilted her head to look around the place, "A rather slow gathering. Hopefully things will pick up soon."

Death also knew this party wasn't the best of ideas. For one, it was headed by one of the three in City Hall, and both his own instincts and the words of others told him that they were less than trustworthy. This one spoke like CMOT Dibbler: far too quickly and far less than honestly. He was trying to sell something, and Death wanted to know what it was.

His one concession to the dress code was a white bow tie clipped to the neck of his robes where the hole for his hood began. He didn't like it, but he believed it was human custom to "dress up" for these sorts of functions. He could not blend in physically, but he might as well try to follow the social code.

He found himself near Yuuko, with whom he remembered conversing over the journals. BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR.

Yuuko felt a chill down her spine but didn't seem to be all that bothered by it. She turned, instead, to the being that had just settled next to her, "Well, well, if it's Death himself. This is certainly a pleasure."

She took a drink, not at all phased by a talking skeleton, "It's not a wish...granted I probably phrased it poorly," she paused an smiled, "it's rather inevitable that things will pick up. After all, this is the Lord of the underworld we're talking about." She smiled slightly, "Nice tie by the way."

LIKEWISE. If he was already wearing a tie, there was no reason for him not to follow other social customs. Plus, he really had wanted to talk to Yuuko at some point. She intrigued him.

INDEED. He was another person with which Death wished to speak - it seemed there was a bit of overlap in their job descriptions. THOUGH I FIND IT DIFFICULT TO TRUST A MAN WHO SPEAKS THAT FAST AND STILL THROWS A BORING PARTY.

Ah, the tie. I DISAGREE. But it was social convention, was it not? BUT THANK YOU.

Yuuko nodded, quite in agreement, "Fast talkers usually talk like that so you'll miss something important in the subtext." She glanced over her shoulder at the gathering people, it was still a trickle but it was slowly gathering a few more people.

She grinned, "It does clash with the robes a bit I suppose...but it's the thought that counts. So, you're welcome." She was rather amused because it was actually something Clow would have done (wearing formal wizard robes with a bow tie, honestly the man had no style).

BUT DOING IT OVER THE JOURNALS IS FOOLISH, Death pointed out, SINCE WHATEVER HE SAID IS NOW RECORDED. IF IT MERITS ANOTHER LISTEN, WE HAVE THE TOOLS TO DO SO. He removed his journal from his robes and placed it on the bar to illustrate his point. In truth, he was debating listening to Hades' post again, if only to see if there was something he had missed the first several times. Death was nothing if not thorough.

TRUE, he agreed with that assessment of the tie. BUT HAD IT BEEN BLACK, IT WOULD HAVE BLENDED IN. I THOUGHT A VISIBLE EFFORT WAS THE POINT.

Death had a point. Yuuko shook her head though, tapping the journal with a finger, "If you listen to it you can also hear that this guy has one large ego. He doesn't care if you see through the subtext...he just wants a good show. That's what is important to him. In fact, I'm sure a lot of people would see through it and come anyway just to see what he was up to."

That was why she was here after all, she had a feeling Death was much the same. Well, that, and Death probably wasn't afraid of much...he was Death after all, right?

She chuckled at his assessment of the tie and the custom, "True, true."

I SUPPOSE YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE? It wasn't really a question - Yuuko was clever enough to compete with the witches of Lancre, and there weren't many who earned that distinction in Death's eyes.

JUST WHAT KIND OF SHOW DO YOU THINK IT WILL BE?

Yuuko just smiled innocently, which wasn't very innocent looking but that was besides the point, "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about."

"That's a good question...I think interesting is a good word. I'm sure a lot will happen one way or another," Yuuko explained coyly, eyes moving out to the crowd again.

OF COURSE NOT. The crafty ones never did, or so they said. Of course, the crafty ones never spoke a straightforward sentence as it was.

A GOOD ASSESSMENT. Death's gaze flicked over the room, but nobody of their host's description had arrived as of yet. THOUGH THIS MANY PEOPLE IN A SINGLE SPACE MAY HAVE AN AVERSE REACTION TO ANYTHING "INTERESTING."

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