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[open event] | sharpay vescovo so totally invites you to her 21st birthday!

Oct 12, 2008 16:37

WHO: Everyone.
WHAT: Sharpay Vescovo's 21st Birthday Extravaganza!
WHERE: The new Vescovo Centre built especially for this purpose.
WHEN: 153 | 7 PM

( ☆ you're so hot that i melted ☆ )

jacob black, kristoph gavin, roxas, rhode kamelot, shock, emily charlton, barrel, lulu, tomoyo daidouji, sharpay vescovo, roronoa zoro, syaoran li, usopp, tom marvolo riddle, lock

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(Open, 7pm) oath_ofoblivion October 13 2008, 03:14:02 UTC

Roxas, of course, was already in the ballroom with Sharpay. He'd really never felt so out of place before. He'd been assigned as the bodyguard to Syaoran's cousin, and he quickly understood why Syaoran hated having his name shortened in any form at all. "Ro" was not his name. "Roxa" was not his name. "Rox" and "Roxy" he wished could be reserved for Axel...at least he was used to them coming from the abrasive redhead. "Abrasive" didn't begin to describe Sharpay. He could hardly even talk, most of the time...

"What I wouldn't give to see Axel right now...somewhere Lockon and Reno wouldn't dare to come after him..." Then he remembered the whole thing that had gotten him into this mess. He'd been assigned as bodyguard to Sharpay because he'd made his own bodyguard Syaoran go through such hell for his sake.

At least...that's what they said.He sat on a bench in a corner, drinking something that he hoped very much was nonalcoholic. It was red, and didn't smell like booze, but that didn't mean anything. He was dressed in his ( ... )

longnosedliar October 14 2008, 04:13:52 UTC

Skirting along the edges of the party, Usopp was nervous. He had never really seen so many well dressed people in the same place. This really was not his comfort place. Luckily, a boy sitting slumped on a bench looked about as uncomfortable as he was. Which was a good way to start a conversation. Hey, you and me, we're both not part of this, we're everyday men, right? Working class! We know what it's like! Whoo hoo. Chums. Working men being all work-y and doing work-y things. Yeah? Yeah. We have so much in common.

But he didn't do that. Instead he took a thingy-on-a-toothpick-that-smelled-vaguely-of-fish and a glass full of questionable green liquid and sat on the bench about a meter away from Roxas. To respect his personal bubble. It was common courtesy.

Finally, he peered over at him and frowned at the destitute expression upon his face. "Uh..." He paused, unsure. "Are you okay?"

oath_ofoblivion October 14 2008, 15:58:33 UTC

Roxas was jolted out of his thoughts. "H-huh? Oh...I'm fine," he lied, keeping his eyes downcast. Who is this clown?

"Why?" This guy doesn't even know me, why would he care? At least...I don't think he knows me... Roxas still wasn't sure which memories were right, and which were wrong, or if they'd even been messed with at all. He still couldn't remember anything from more than a couple years ago, but he knew his head had been a little cloudy when he first got out, and for a day or two after they let him free the second time. He had no evidence that all these memories weren't fake, except for the ones about the mansion.

longnosedliar October 14 2008, 22:34:28 UTC

"Oh. Uh." Usopp glanced down at his fingers which tapped idly on his knees. Yeah, maybe this really wasn't a great idea. For all he knew, this guy could be some assassin from Vescovo, and not a working man at all! Cloaked in shadows, killing men from above, a cold hearted--

Yeah, no. But anyways, Usopp wouldn't be surprised if he was a Vescovo. This was Sharpay Vescovo's party, after all. "Well, I don't really know anybody here, and you looked a bit sad, so I thought maybe you didn't either," he said. Shrugging, he popped hors d'oeuvre in his mouth.

First Attempt at Socializing: Failure.

oath_ofoblivion October 14 2008, 22:59:07 UTC

"O-oh...Hi, then." Roxas looked over and smiled. At least he means well...

"I'm Roxas," the blond said, more confidently. He didn't feel as awkward, knowing that this guy's intentions were completely mundane. He could hope, anyway.

"What's your name?" His voice suddenly sounded more cheerful, fuller, lacking in some of the listlessness it had only a few moments before.

longnosedliar October 14 2008, 23:23:45 UTC

Usopp glanced over at Roxas as his expression cheered a little bit. He would have smiled, but he was chewing at the moment, and he doubted Roxas would have liked to look at half-eaten food in Usopp's mouth. Swallowing, he gave a smile back. "I'm Usopp," he introduced himself, picking stray sparkles out of his tight curls.

Damn. The glitter was so tiny and Usopp's hair was so curly that he didn't expect to get the things out for another week. He had spent enough time elbow deep in glitter for Sharpay's present already.

oath_ofoblivion October 15 2008, 00:47:43 UTC

That could've lasted longer... Usopp hadn't remembered to keep the conversation going. Now it was just awkward.

"Is there really no one you know here?" Roxas asked, quite surprised. It seemed like half the city was in this ballroom.

longnosedliar October 15 2008, 01:15:31 UTC

Ah, right! Conversation! Usopp was good at that. Supposedly. "Well..." Usopp chewed on the inside of his cheek. "If I do know anybody here, I can't recognize them in all the pink," he joked, weakly. In reality, the people that he knew were much happier at home, gossiping cheerily about who was fighting who (because who was dating who was so beneath them; this was Reggio Callabria after all) and drinking something that contained liquor in it and complaining happily about the ever-rising bread prices. Bread. Usopp didn't get it either.

"Or they're not old enough to be here." Usopp stretched, a curl of a smile on his face as he flicked his gaze towards Roxas. "I work in a toy shop. We get nine year olds." Then, remembering. "Or grown men who really like dolls."

oath_ofoblivion October 15 2008, 01:36:21 UTC

"Huh." Roxas was uninterested again. Was Usopp always like this? He moved his cup around in a circle, watching the liquid swirl. He didn't say anything back...talking to this guy would get annoying after a while, and it wasn't worth the bother.

longnosedliar October 15 2008, 01:45:45 UTC

After the non committal, Huh, Usopp fell silent, expecting there to be something else said. Eyes darting towards Roxas - who seemed to be staring into his cup as if some sort of amazing miracle elixir would develop from it - he leaned back against the table, the edge of it jutting pleasantly against the middle of his back.

If he didn't know any better, he'd think that he was just rejected by somebody who he had pegged as being out of place. Which was pretty harsh. Oh, who was he kidding--he was clearly being brushed off. Oh well. It wasn't as if he wasn't used to it by now and besides, Roxas hardly seemed the type to be amused by Usopp's fanciful stories. Although only the nine year olds were, it seemed. A brief puff of air escaped his lips as he took a generous gulp of his drink, filling up the not-so-comfortable silence.

He hoped there was alcohol in it.

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