Log: [Thread][Halloween][OPEN]
WHO: Everyone
WHAT: Halloween Event(s)
WHERE: Namimori [read: All Over The Place]
WHEN: Halloween, October 31
RATING: TBA
WARNING(s): TBA, but there's gonna be some Crack in there, somewhere.
NOTE: This thread log is separated into parts (Kokuyo Ghost Stories, Children's Party/Parade, Vongola Masquerade) arranged according to time (Kokuyo will ( Read more... )
WHAT: Halloween Event(s)
WHERE: Namimori [read: All Over The Place]
WHEN: Halloween, October 31
RATING: TBA
WARNING(s): TBA, but there's gonna be some Crack in there, somewhere.
NOTE: This thread log is separated into parts (Kokuyo Ghost Stories, Children's Party/Parade, Vongola Masquerade) arranged according to time (Kokuyo will ( Read more... )
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A cloak of midnight blue, so dark it reminded him of the raven's wings, if not for the glossy sheen and lapis satin details near the shoulders. He ran a long finger down the smooth fabric and felt it catch at something cool. The Vongola Crest. The polished gunmetal of the insignia was so small one would miss it if you ( ... )
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Seeing Tsuna on the steps of the town hall, he jogged up. "Hey Tsuna~ You're looking great!"
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"Won't your costume tell everyone who you are Yamamoto?" The brunette asked, thoughtful look on his face. He was more concerned for the other than himself, completely forgetting that he was in a similar predicament.
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"What about you, Tsuna?"
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Tsuna was trying to cover up his lack of organisational skills when coordination, overwhelming gravity and the absence of friction slapped him in the face. The marble flooring of the town hall was rushing up to meet him as his Italian brogues slid on air. The brunette squeezed his eyes shut, bracing himself for the familiar impact and pain. He only prayed that nobody saw him slip up. Or perhaps the earth will open up and swallow him whole now.
A man could hope and Tsuna allowed himself to dream of the impossible, like maybe he would find amazing balance and right himself up before falling flat. On his event. At the entrance. Maybe nobody was there yet. Maybe.
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"Tsuna, you alright there?"
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It was getting late already and he hoped that the party would be starting soon since he was hungry. Not to mention he wasn't feeling that well today, but he wasn't sure what was wrong. He'd rather not have come at all but he couldn't give up free food as well as a good excuse to make more money.
Down the hall he heard voices. He pushed his magician's hat up so he could see better. It was a bit too big and kept sliding down over his eyes. He glanced over in the direction of the entrance in time to see Tsuna slip and Yamamoto quickly stepping behind him to keep him steady.
Marmon was about to make some remark about Tsuna being useless when he noticed neither had a mask. Lovely.
"Hey," he called, "you forget your masks?"
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Hoping Yamamoto would get a clue and follow him, the brunette made himself believe that the host examining the quality of the goods sold was perfectly normal. He deftly picked out the first one that caught his eye. A delicate thing of velvet. A paper face of deepest turquoise, shot with silver edges and a hint of burnt gold at the eyes.
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None of the masks Marmon had really suited his costume (almost all of them were mask with lots of glitter and decorations), but it was better than nothing. He spotted a black half-mask with red glitter at the edges near the eyes and shrugged. Well, the red matched his baseball uniform at least.
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He glanced over at Tsuna and saw that he had picked up a mask and was looking over it carefully. "Hnn, that's a nice one. You can have it." Maybe he was being too generous, but it was just a mask. And besides, it was thanks to Tsuna that there were now some idiots willing to buy his overpriced masks.
"You can have that too." he said, indicating the mask Yamamoto held.
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Just then he felt the crowd pressing in on him and Yamamoto looked around for Tsuna to find him gone in the crowd already. Might as well take the chance to say hi to other co-workers, he thought and melted into the crowd as well.
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He was almost paralyzed with work and had to go to another place briefly for an appointment before rushing to the party. When he was speeding towards the party, it was only then that he remembered: one has to wear a costume and a mask at the party. Silently swearing, Gokudera had to run to the nearest shop: a toy store in the middle of nowhere.
Now, Gokudera's still sporting a suit, somewhat rumpled and a little rugged-looking. He wore some accessories he had kept in his overnight bag and bought some chain-looking things to wear around his neck and on his pants (they said it was the 'in' thing). He also bought toy guns, one small and plays a shooting sound when it's trigger's pulled and another larger one that had no sound but looked almost real.
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He looked Gokudera up and down, and then it hit him what the other man was missing. "Where's your mask, Gokudera-kun?"
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"The boss is here already?" Gokudera said, eying the crowd around them. The boss was not in sight. He probably fled somewhere to breathe. Sometimes, the boss could be so terrified of large crowds. Not really agoraphobia, Gokudera thought, but maybe the boss needed a break.
As the question about his mask came up, Gokudera pointed to his sunglasses. "Isn't this enough? I don't want to wear a stupid feathery mask."
Yamamoto, though, seemed to think otherwise. Gokudera suddenly regretted aborting his plans to dress up like a Rubik's cube.
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