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

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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

[100more]

Given that more than a few people here seem to be professionally trained fighters, I'm afraid I'd be out of my depth.

But both of those activities are easier to start once you've had a few drinks, even if your skill level might decline.

[ He hesitates to mention it, but in the end, the desire to see Dream's reaction wins. ]

We danced, by the way. At the first mixer.

[hypnagothic]

[ that certainly does get a reaction, Dream's eyes widening as his head turns towards Hob, then narrowing in a frown. ]

We did?

[100more]

We did.

[ What's that look? ]

Are you that upset by the idea?

[ Hob's not offended. ]

[hypnagothic]

[ he's still getting That Look, though it is easing now that the initial shock has eased off. ]

No. I am surprised by it.

[100more]

[ Hob laughs. ]

I believe there was something in the drinks that night that made everyone more inclined to dance.

[ That should make Dream feel better. ]

[hypnagothic]

[ it actually does, yes. his non-existent hackles start to lower back down to his normal prickly levels, though Hob laughing at him doesn't really help. ]

I see. That this place can so casually alter my nature is still surprising.

[100more]

[ Ahem. Well, it was funny to Hob, anyway. One day, maybe his friend will lighten up a little. ]

It is concerning. But don't underestimate my old world charm, either. I've been known to alter a few natures myself.

[ Clearly, that requires an equal amount of concern. ]

[hypnagothic]

[ the look he gives Hob now is more incredulous, though it then slips into something more ... teasing, maybe? ]

Charm, is it?

[100more]

[ Hob doesn't actually consider himself overly charming. Sure, he does alright, and has never had a problem with finding a little company now and again, but he might be considered old fashioned by modern standards. ]

Oh yes. Buckets of charm. I just keep it under wraps most of the time. Wouldn't want to cause a scene or anything.

[hypnagothic]

One wonders at the sort of scenes you have caused by this supposed charm.

[100more]

You have no idea. Ladies and gentlemen just... falling over each other to be near me.

[ He sighs and shakes his head. It's a gift and a curse. ]

[hypnagothic]

To be near or in their effort to be elsewhere?

[100more]

[ Hob laughs again. ]

And I doubted your sense of humor. You're lucky I'm not using my God given abilities on you.

[ At least one person in this city thinks Hob's charming, but Hob has certainly exaggerated his effect on people. If it brought Dream some amusement, though, he doesn't mind getting knocked down a few pegs. ]

[hypnagothic]

[ it's not quite a laugh, but there's a gentle huff through his nose and a quirk to his lips at Hob's laughter. ]

Perhaps it is only reserved for those I call friends.

[100more]

[ Hob smiles and gestures toward the party. ]

Right. I'm going to get that drink. Do you want something?

[ Hob will spare Dream the necessity of going into the crowd if he wants Hob to bring him back anything. ]

[hypnagothic]

I will decline for now. I must ensure that you do not fall off the roof, after all.

[100more]

[ A smirk. ]

Then I'll come check on you later.

[ And perhaps take note of any company Dream keeps. ]

[hypnagothic]

May you enjoy your spirits, Hob.

[ yeah, funny about that ... ]

[100more]

[Awhile later, Hob returns, drink in hand. Though he was off mingling a bit, he couldn't help but notice the woman who visited Dream not once, but twice.]

So, how's your evening going? Meet anyone new?

[He asks the question like he already knows the answer.]

[hypnagothic]

As if you did not already know the answer to that question, Hob.

[ he gives him a sidelong look that could be teasing. maybe. ]

[100more]

[Hob grins and edges closer as if it were all a big secret.]

Then tell me, who was that woman? What did she want?

[hypnagothic]

She was seeking company.

[100more]

... Your company?

[Dream doesn't exactly look like the type that says, 'let me keep you company'.]

And you sent her away?

[He did see her leave, only to return because yes, he's kind of stalking his best friend at this party.]

[hypnagothic]

Not mine specifically, I think.

[ he shoots Hob another look, just a bit incredulous. ]

She was not sent away. She wished to dance.

[100more]

Since she came back a second time, I think it was yours, specifically, she wanted.

[To dance?]

She wished to dance. With you?

[Hob really shouldn't smile so much.]