3 ♫ VOICE/PARTY!!1!

[fuckyeahqueen]

[click.]

Everyone, you're needed in the courtyard right away.

[and click.]

[ooc: you can try and ask him why over the network, but sorry, Jesse is not taking calls at the moment, so you're just gonna have to turn up to find out. in the courtyard, there'll be music playing (courtesy of Timcampy and/or Jesse's iPod??), a blankety tarpy thing tied

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ACTION;

[vetrarosa]

[ A slip of pink, weaving in and out of minglers, and she's just enjoying the atmosphere. ALSO, SHE MANAGED TO GET A BOWL OF PUNCH??? Don't ask.

There are brightly colored flowers scattered here and there - her way of trying to liven up a party - and she's just near the tables, figuring out what to pick from the array of gross cafeteria food :( ]

ACTION;

[farces]

[ Guess who else is trying to find something decent to eat from the table. ]

There's a lack of variety, wouldn't you agree?

ACTION;

[vetrarosa]

[ She looks over at him, mildly surprised, before she relaxes and smiles. ]

I hear the meatloaf is to die for.

ACTION;

[farces]

I wonder if that's true.

[ HE SPOTS THE MEATLOAF FROM AFAR ]

Are you willing to give it a try?

ACTION;

[vetrarosa]

[ AKJDSKJHF SHE GIVES IT A LONG, FROWNING LOOK. Urk.

She makes a face. ]

...It feels like if we leave it long enough, it'll become a sentient life form and eat all of us.

ACTION;

[farces]

[ LMAO ]

Perhaps it would be best to burn it. It doesn't look all that healthy to consume in the first place.

ACTION;

[vetrarosa]

... Hmmmm. [ Eyes the meatloaf speculatively, then, amusedly - ] Do you think we should do everyone a favor and get rid of all of it?

ACTION;

[farces]

[ He walks over and grabs the tin of meat loaf. oh ew it smells. ]

We'd be wonderful people if we do, right? After all, they wouldn't have to suffer from a particular nightmare called the "stomachache".

ACTION;

[vetrarosa]

[ Ewwwww! She makes a face, but looks over his shoulder still, before pointing to the fire. ]

Come on, let's do the world a favor.

ACTION;

[vetrarosa]

[ Oh! She turns, having not quite expected someone to --

-- oh. Aerith racks her brains for a moment, before she remembers him (who would forget such a distinctive face and frame?) and relaxes, a little. Tall, suave, older man with an evident charm any objective onlooker can pick up on from a mile away. ]

Well, if it isn't you, again. [ He's taller than she previously thought, she thinks. ]

ACTION;

[baaninghaato]

[ Is bending over to pick up a flower that's been scattered. He has spread out his hand, placing the flower in the middle of his palm before lifting up and taking a long breath of it.

It makes him miss home a little. The smell of nature. Not being enclosed by such artificiality.

Melancholy look! ]

ACTION;

[beat_rushing]

{Tifa is expecting to see Aerith, what with the flowers around, but that in an of itself is rather the surprise. She knows she should probably ask, or say something, before anything regarding Aerith's situation gets worse, and maybe she had resolved to do so, before tonight.

Before seeing her at this surprise party, and before Tifa resolved to try and have a little fun again instead.]

I guess the real shocker is the food selection, not the party itself.