Monster Mash [Active/OPEN, NO NEED TO ASK]

[dollsy_npcs]

Characters: Luxa, Ushiromiya Ange, Xerxes Break, Ciel Phantomhive, Portgas D. Ace, Mello, Subject Delta, Various Dollsy Monsters, OPEN TO ANYONE
Setting: Grand Ballroom
Time: The very beginning of Night 20
Summary: Happy birthday, Dollsy! It's party time, and all the monsters and ghosts have come out to play. Care to join them for a bit of wine and

Comments

Anyone fancy a magic show? It's only VAUGELY directed at Lonely Ghost Boy.

[omnomnomsweets]

Break was never one to turn down a party, and tonight was no exception. He had been cautious at first, but no one seemed to even notice his presence-- and then he caught sight of the young Phantomhive brat through the crowd. It seemed unlikely his charge gone and become a ghost without Break's say-so. And now he had to join the party; what kind of bodyguard leaves his employer alone amongst such dangerous company?

The festive air almost made him forget that this was the same house that had spent the past year putting him through every torture imaginable, then making up a few new ones just for good measure. Almost, but not quite; he wouldn't be partaking in any of the goods set out, though he had liberated his own carafe of wine from the kitchen beforehand. He may not be capable of getting properly drunk but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy himself a little. Besides, he would hate to ruin the atmosphere.

It was hard to say what it was that drew him to the corner where the Lonely Ghost Boy sat. Maybe it was because he was avoiding from the Crawling Boy again-- he'd spent a good deal of the party doing that-- or maybe it was how utterly out of place he looked. Whatever it was, Break lingered for a few minutes, not quite staring. It was really remarkable, how unaffected the boy was by everything around him; clearly, the thing to do was to get a reaction out of him. He edged a little closer and silently set in on his repertoire of magic tricks.

HOORAY MAGIC SHOW.

[not_amonster]

Delta wasn't the party type, but the commotion attracted him. The flitting butterflies gave the large man an uncomfortable rush of deja vu. Of course, the butterflies weren't blue. The deja vu still lingered despite the different color. Oh, how he'd grown to dislike butterflies.

He seemed less interested in having a good time, and more interested in monitoring the possible threats. Creatures gorged themselves on human flesh, which caused even him to bat an eye. This party was bizarre, gross, and even surreal. The music did little to help how uncomfortable he felt. He almost felt like he was hallucinating.

Eventually he spotted the Lonely Ghost Boy and Break. The poor ghost did look terribly out of place and depressed. Delta was naturally inclined to help, even if the figure was a specter of the dead. He watched Break preform his magic tricks with some interest. Delta was checking to see if the ghost responded to the tricks at all, too.

Just a background flavor reaction/cameo; carry on. :3 BTW, Crawling Boy isn't here tonight, sorry <3

[dollsy_npcs]

Break's approach did indeed attract the Lonely Ghost Boy's attention, as did Delta's interest in the pair. He lifted his head to watch the living humans and the magic tricks Break presented; his face was drawn and pale, even gaunt, starkly contrasting the wide dark eyes that threatened to swallow it up. They were hollow, shadowed by grief, far too old for such a young face--and completely intelligent and aware of his surroundings, even if he seemed to be untouched by them.

They could hold his attention for as long as they wished it; with how frank and direct his gaze was, it seemed almost as though the weight of his sorrow was carried entirely and only for them.

Oops. Oh well, ignore that. Also, sorry I'm late! /summer finals

[omnomnomsweets]

Break was a little less enthusiastic to see Delta. He had mistaken him for one of the beasts of the house-- who could blame him?-- and that made him a little uneasy. The ghosts at least looked human. At a party like this, it was easy to forget that most of the time they were ready to rip you apart. The monsters? Less so. Still, he would never turn down a captive audience.

"Well, good evening!" He waved at Delta, and a few stray candies fell out of his sleeve, accompanied by a lollipop with an impossibly long stick. "Shouldn't you say hello? It's rude just to stare." He knelt to gather the candies, eyes still fixed on Delta. "And this house is haunted with a very polite ghost, see, and he doesn't take too kindly to rude guests. You know what happens to rude guests?" He picked up the lollipop last of all, holding it longwise between his palms. "They disappear." He moved his hands closer as he spoke and the lollipop shrank and shrank until he clapped and it vanished altogether.

Really late here too. :l I sorries.

[not_amonster]

Delta returned the wave. It was very easy to mistake him for one of the monsters, really. He couldn't talk and certainly was one of the more bizarre members of the house.

He took the notepad strapped to his back and started writing.

Hello. Apologies. I can't talk.

Being called rude didn't exactly make him happy, and saying he'd disappear was quite unnerving. The trick did amuse him a bit, however. The kid does seem slightly off to him anyway.

I only tagged you last night, you dork. That's not late at all. XD

[omnomnomsweets]

Break blinked. He was very polite, for a monster. Of course Donovan had been polite too, but again, Donovan was a human-- just an unfortunately dead one. He was caught rather off-guard here. Still, it only took a moment for him to snap back with a wide smile and a dismissive wave.

"Can't talk! Ah, I should've known. What a shame, what a shame. If I may ask, could you talk before?"

It was probably rude, but despite his spiel earlier he hardly cared about manners himself. He was curious. It was obvious enough that the ghosts had once been human residents of the house, but what about the monsters?

..oh i didn't notice. WELL THIS ONES LATE. :l

[not_amonster]

He nodded. Delta had no idea that Break believed him to be a monster. He was one of the eccentric residents, yes. It was easy to mistake him for one of the creepy crawlies due to his size and being a tad frightening to look at.

I used to be able to, yes.

He looked around the room again with suspicion. The monsters here all unnerved him. Never in his life had he seen men with goat heads or critters gorging themselves on human flesh.

[omnomnomsweets]

At this rate, it could be a while before Break figured out that Delta was a fellow resident. He wasn't about to call Delta a monster to his face; it seemed unnecessarily rude. And under the assumption that Delta was a monster he had found an interesting line of inquiry to follow, so he wasn't inclined to question the assumption just yet.

"Ohh~? So it was something they did to you, then?"

He gave his surroundings a cursory scan for trouble. He had relaxed a bit since he'd first arrived, but if a monster was nervous, he couldn't help but be a bit nervous as well. But everything seemed to be as peaceful as the house ever got, and he spotted Ciel at the far end of the room, still unharmed.