[MINGLE, ESPECIALLY TO NEWCOMERS] ROOFTOP FESTIVITIES!!!

[icanfixer]

WHO: All!
WHAT: Rooftop festivities!
WHERE: On a rooftop of an office building in the second open district!
WHEN: 8/14, evening!
WARNINGS: alcohol, tba as it goes


Banner displayed inside the train station, outside city hall, and on the most used residence buildings.

Follow the arrows.
So you're unaware. Maybe new. Or maybe you just didn't care the first time you saw it. That's fine. Between the banners hanging around key areas, and the flyers quickly drawn up in a similar fashion scattered across the city, it's hard not to know something is going on -- and there's helpful arrows, chalked on building walls and the streets the day of the party, to let people know where to go.

The Rooftop

A splendid scene awaits those who travel heavensward. Fairy lights connect the corners of the roof access building to metal poles at the corners of the building itself, lifted by cylindrical supports where needed, each one held straight by pots filled with well-packed dirty and stone. There's multicolored stars hanging from some of the lights, while various painted flowers hang on others, and what greets the ears first is some royalty free party music played from a CD player off the the side.

There's a long folded out table in the center for those who'd like to share cuisine, just set and serve yourself! Nearby is a space for Daan to do some bartending as well, a man who can make a multitude of cocktails and mocktails for those who want something less alcoholic. Also, pints of various ice cream flavors in a cooler!

Don't worry -- they won't have any odd effects on them, Don verified the lack of them herself. Not all of them are normal. Think loaded baked potato weird.

For those who'd like a quieter space, there's beanbags and a swirly, fuzzy carpet to sit on more away from the center of the party area. This'll be a great time to play some games, such as truth or dare, spin the bottle, and... whatever else you play at parties. Get to know your fellow man and such. Play the violin.

Naturally, no party... hosted... by Don Quixote would be without a space to fight, if one wishes to show off a little! It's also taking place on a swirly fuzzy carpet, just so no one smashes their head in, and there's a neat little banner hanging down from a string of lights that says thus:

WIN THREE MATCHES AND A PRIZE AWAITS THEE!!!!!!!
- NO KILLING
- HANDS ONLY

What the prize is, no one knows. But come find Don Quixote with your battle scars and she'll grant it -- and stick around a while, 'cause this party's gonna end with a bang... that is, with homemade fireworks donated by "a friend" through Junpei.

Anyway, have fun!!! Share words about your worlds!!! The society your characters are from, the cuisine they've brought, how they're working out in the city -- help the new kids along, too. There's more vets here now than there were a few months ago, after all.

Navi: Truth or Dare - Two Truths and a Lie - Hydra Storytelling w/Junpei - Drink Up With Daan - Qixi Festivites

Comments

[worldexecute]

( Thanks, she IS very cool. )

...You could say I've attended one before this. ( sure, sure. ) This one's more welcoming by far, but I'd guess that's more because it isn't a congratulations party.

( it's like, an icebreaker one, she guesses. )

[unrequite]

All parties should be welcoming occasions. Hardly proper, otherwise.

[ But really, this is only her second party ever? Much to think about. ]

Well, the party may be welcoming, but do you feel welcome? You haven't left yet, at least, but that can speak to many different motivations.

[worldexecute]

( is there a difference? )

Rest assured I wouldn't have stayed otherwise. ( this is only slightly a lie. ) ...So I suppose my answer is yes. Were you planning on doing something to make me feel welcome otherwise, sir?

[unrequite]

[ Midnight shakes his head easily, grinning. ]

You weren't smiling, is all. I was worried. But it seems like you're the kind of person who doesn't smile when you're happy. Can't blame you for that.

[ This is very completely the truth! Except he's no mind reader, especially when he's this tipsy, so he's just taking her word for it. ]

[worldexecute]

( her smiles are very rare, it's true, but to hear someone refer to her like that... how unfair. )

Then I... appreciate the concern. ( this is her slightly awkward way of thanking him for it—she doesn't know how to react when her own librarians, who have been with her for hundreds of turns, show consideration to her outside of accusing them of patronizing her. he doesn't seem to be though, and he's tipsy on top of it, so she's willing to give him just the slightest bit of leeway. ) What have you been drinking?

( she had a whiskey sour earlier! that was her one alcohol of the night. she's been fine. no one tell her coworkers she drank. )

[unrequite]

[ Just a grin in response. Happy to be of service, even if concern is the very least he can do. ]

Quite a bit, is what I've been drinking. [ Midnight looks over to where he'd put down his drink to pick up his new friend in the first place. Can't see it from here. Pity. ] It seems like a good bartender can make the liquor around here taste even better, so I've been availing myself of my good doctor's talents while the opportunity exists. Do you have a favorite order?

[worldexecute]

Water. ( welcome to the No Fun Zone. ) Mr. Welt Yang ordered a whiskey sour for me to try earlier, however. It was enjoyable.

( surprisingly so. )

Why not just learn to make them yourself? He's quite open to the idea of teaching others. ( says local girl who got behind the counter to learn for a little bit. ) As long as you don't hit on him the entire time and actually pay attention, you might be able to absorb some of his lessons.

[unrequite]

Welt Yang! Gorgeous man. I live across from him, you know, same apartment. I love him.

[ ... He sure is effusive! Is it just the liquor? Kind of, but the liquor is revealing what's already there. ]

I can't hit on him, he's my doctor. Not very professional. [ He drops his head and sighs. ] It's so hard. I should ask him to teach me, but he's so endearing, you know, when he's explaining things very seriously. It's distracting.

[ ... Never mind the fact that Midnight's never seen the man smiling at this point. He's just. Affectionate! ]

[worldexecute]

( wow..... just wait until she tells welt she knows someone with a thing for him. actually, she'll spare him from midnight. she's immediately taken a liking to the man, it's the least she can do. )

Technically, he's everyone's doctor here. ( and that only applies while he's on duty--she will keep her mouth shut on that though. ) And I'm sorry, but I can't relate. I've never found anyone endearing.

( wwwwweelllllllllll not in a long time anyway may as well not have even happened. she wouldn't count it anyway. )

[unrequite]

[ Uuuuh... at this point, Midnight has most certainly, um, solicited Welt for blood. Fortunately for literally everyone involved, Welt Yang is nothing if not chill. ]

Seems to be the most forthcoming doctor, anyhow. I've met a few others here, but he does seem to be quite generous with his time... Oh, I do like him so.

[ He looks at Angela, a bit taken aback, but not necessarily in disbelief. ]

Not once, huh. No one in your life who makes you feel a bit warmer?

[worldexecute]

( All her new friends are sluts wtf— )

...No. ( Mm. ) There are people who have made me feel... seen, for a moment. "Understood" is probably a nicer way of saying it, but the feelings I hold for them are nothing so warm and affectionate.

[unrequite]

[ Wait, is Welt a slut? Midnight's got some rizzing to do, in that case—

Midnight's expression grows very soft. Aw. ]

Being liked is nice, but to be understood properly is a very rare thing. Even if it is as far as being understood enough to be properly judged for who you are. I do hope these people come around to you, though. No one as pretty as you are should be seen only for a moment.

[worldexecute]

( Might've won her over a little if he hadn't called her pretty, ironically. )

Does how attractive I am really factor into this? If I were an ugly wretch, would I be less worthy of being seen?

[unrequite]

[ :< but pretty ]

No? It's just something that's nice. Just because... oh... let's think.

[ He thinks for a moment. Hang on, drunken brain is loading this metaphor slowly. ]

Sorry, couldn't think of pretty — women. Hm. No, what about a nice view? Or maybe a dress. Anyway, two dresses, one has a lovely flower pattern, the other has very flattering ruching. One isn't better than the other for having what the other doesn't. It's just a nice thing to have. And dresses are nice even if they have neither.

[ ... So, for someone who doesn't dress very femininely, his encyclopedia for ladies' fashion is actually pretty robust? Also, does this metaphor even make sense? He's trying, okay. ]

[worldexecute]

( ..........????????????? )

You've lost me, but in essence, it doesn't matter. My attractiveness is a fact, but you only pointed it out specifically, rather than another aspect of mine, because you're flirting with me. Is that fair?

[unrequite]

[ Midnight blinks slowly. One could see the loading bar above his head, probably. ]

I think so. I just think you're pretty. I'm sorry if there's something wrong with that. You're also being very patient with me, if you'd like a compliment about something else. I do appreciate it.

[worldexecute]

( ...Oh, well. She looks away, sighing. )

There's nothing wrong with it, and... you're welcome, though don't think anything of it. A party is just no place to make a stink about something like this.

[unrequite]

... If you insist.

[ Midnight grins. He is way too sloshed to take anything to heart, honestly. ]

Is there anything I can get for you... Oh.

[ And he covers his face, and he starts really laughing. ]

Darling. I forgot to ask for your name. Forgive me, oh, I am drunk.

[worldexecute]

( What'd she say about darling— )

Angela. And yours, sir?

[unrequite]

[ he forgot because he's drunk! i forgot because i'm STUPID ]

Midnight. For eternal happiness, look no farther than me. I... am going to get you another drink.

[ Midnight stands tipsily. ]

I think I would like you... to enjoy your time here. And I think we should celebrate that.