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[obeymyorder]

Characters: Ciel Phantomhive (obeymyorder) and Londo (proudambassador) / OPEN to everyone.
When: Just Prior to Evening's Fall September 26th
Where: Londo's Casino
Rating: PG-13 ?
Warnings: Possibly IC-drama? Idk. xD
Summary: Ciel came up with the idea of a memorial to anyone who has left Adstringendum, and Londo suggested a Toast. So here we are.

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[proudambassador]

When Ciel arrived, Londo had already pulled out a few things just in case. He was not used to many people coming around or by, but he could always hope for a good turn out. This city did not have to always be so lonely.

"Good, Ciel, yes? I thank you for the help. It is much easier with a hand." And now, they would see if people turned up.

[obeymyorder]

Ciel might not have been the best hired hand, but he was certainly capable of setting up glasses upon the tables, and putting a number of champagne bottles out.

"You're quite welcome. Indeed it is a much easier task when there are more than one set of ands." Just a little smile.

[proudambassador]

Londo had played host numerous times on Babylon 5 with other ambassadors or officials of his government. Or even officials of other governments. So he knew the basics.

"For most anything, this is true, hm? So whom, in particular, are you toasting, Ciel? Myself, there are a few. I would toast Mr. Jojo, who vanished a time ago, and Ginia, who left recently."

[obeymyorder]

He slowed once more, leaning against one of the tables as he listened to the Ambassador speak. Ciel himself had hosted one or two parties every few months, so he knew the drill as well.

Even if he normally disliked such things.

"Mm.. That is a good question, Ambassador. I can't.. entirely say. I didn't quite know many of the folk who have left, but I do feel for the others who have had losses." He's lying, just a teeny bit. But Londo won't know.

[proudambassador]

Londo enjoyed parties. He had the great fortune to have been born to follow the Great Maker in this life, and the Great Maker held that celebration was the way to live.

"No? Perhaps you should meet more, yes? Perhaps this will help with that. It cannot hurt, I do not think." Londo doesn't know. He's never been good at reading Earthers. "It is good to empathize."

[obeymyorder]

A soft shrug, as he continued placing out glasses, pouring Cider and Champagne into a few.

"...I do suppose I knew Alfons. I might say I miss him, now that he is gone."

A little pause. "I do sort of feel for the female ninja who had a breakdown over him leaving. She must have been rather close to him."

[proudambassador]

"He was one of the quiet ones. This much, I know." He didn't talk a whole lot on the network; sometimes understanding Humans was difficult. But Londo did watch, and he did try.

"Oh? That one, I did not see. There are a great deal of these... ninja... here, yes? Which one was so upset?"