[open] The first Amestris Host Club

[handsomest]

Characters: Tamaki Suou and everyone in Amestris
Location: Music Room 3 in Amestris and the nearby kitchens
Rating: G
Time: June 7, Lunch to dinner
Description: Tamaki decides to host a soup kitchen for the impoverished people of Solare~
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[EVENT COORDINATORS]

[handsomest]

[As far as I know, this is Tear, Ciel, and Colias. You guys are free to interact as much as you want, and should you need Tamaki, just ping me in IM or send me a message! I'll come running]

Well... what the hell? This event ain't your usual soup kitchen, isn't it? With all the extraneous request of the host, how the hell will these folks keep it together?

[mysterious_aura]

Count Tamaki Suou was always a man of surprises and his idea of a soup kitchen was no exception. Of course, with such a grand project, the preparations undoubtedly proved just as elaborate

[mysterious_aura]

'Sometimes' sounded like a precarious promise, but there wasn't time for any quick changes. Besides, as long as they kept a sharp eye, they might be able to prevent any emergencies from getting out of hand. There was no guarantee, but at the very least, she would try to make those tentative hopes come true.

"I don't mind handling them," Tear answered with a slight nod, her words typically phrased as if giving an automated response. "Could I see the instructions?" She never dealt with those sort of decorations before, so she would need a quick review of the manual first, unless she wanted to risk the consequences. Not to mention, she would say there was enough danger from their current placement, even if they did look rather cute, bobbing up and down as if fishing for apples in a barrel. Although, no one would ever catch her admitting that.

/ROLLS IN WONDEFULLY LATE

[namcuius]

It hadn't been his intention to be late, but Ciel had found himself taken up by some last-minute paperwork that had come streaming in before he even realized what was going on. Really, it would be good if that woman actually did her work for once... but from what he knew of her, Reial would possibly drop from the sky first before that ever did.

Thus it was that he found himself rushing a bit late into the place, still somehow managing to look well-dressed and not so harried as he entered the room, looking around the rather bright and well-done decorations before he glanced towards the other two in the room. "Lieutenant Grants... Ambassador Palaeno, was it? A please to meet the both of you, and apologies for my lateness." He then paused to look around the room once more. "How goes the preparations?"

WELCOME TO TROIS MENAGE. /shot

[mysterious_aura]

Accepting the sheet, the paper crinkling lightly at her touch, Tear's eyes quickly swept over the words. As she allowed the instructions to sink into her mind, the click of footsteps caught her attention. Turning her attention in the direction of the sound, her gaze met with a young boy with dark blue hair -- someone she instantly recognized as Ciel Phantomhive, the Amestris's coordinator. She recalled meeting him at the banquet, and she didn't have any qualms about accepting his help with the event.

"Lord Phantomhive." A polite inclination of her head came with her simple greeting. With Ambassador Palaeno already answering his question, she focused on the directions once more. As her first time with dealing with these sort of decorations, she needed to understand it completely. There was no room for mistakes or carlessness.

ffffffffffft hahaha.

[namcuius]

Ciel nodded at that, the smallest of smiles playing upon his lips. "That is good to hear." It was a good pace of change now, working with these two who were actually far more pleasing to be with rather than the usual crowd - Ambassador Palaeno seemed like a fine man to be with, and so far Lieutenant Grants had been nothing but good to work with, from what he had with her in their few (two) meetings. Perhaps there may be hope for this ship after all.

Pleasantries and introductions aside, it was down to business. Glancing around the ballroom once more, the young earl took note of the doors and the arranged tables, keeping them in his mind's eye as he turned towards the other two and asked a question of his own. "Has the count given either of you any indication of how this event is to be done?" A template would be best to work with, but in the event that there wasn't... he supposed he would have to rack his brain a little.

Well, then, we'll have to train him until he matures into total eye candy~. ♥

[mysterious_aura]

Simply flinging open the doors to allow the guests inside sounded too hasty, but Tear would leave the final decision to the ship's official coordinator.

"Count Tamaki hasn't made any requests nor stated any preferences," she answered, her gaze flitting back over to Ciel. "As far as I'm aware of, he simply left the task entirely in our hands."

While the count came up with a magnanimous idea, she couldn't help thinking that it was a bit impromptu. Spontaneity wasn't a negative quality, but when it came to such elaborate events, it wasn't quite the best call of judgement. Although, it did leave room for plenty of creativity, seeing how they didn't need to follow any stringent guidelines. Nevertheless, they needed to yield fruitful results and reflecting about the little details unnecessarily wasted time.

"As for the hosts," she continued, responding to the ambassador's query, "yes, that is their role." Or, in the count's words, 'To serve the hungry people and warm their hearts with soup!' His enthusiasm really was rather

Hey what Ciel disapproves of this >(

[namcuius]

"Hmm." So basically, he had free reign over this thing then. He expected more, but he supposed for an event like this, it wasn't that all surprising... still, this wasn't anything that he couldn't solve. All he had to do was to think a little and see what he could work with within what he had now at hand. Things like this happened often back at the Phantomhive Estate after all (though it was usually Sebastian who did most of the last-minute work due to those three servants

Mm-hmm, trust us, you'll learn to like it~.

[mysterious_aura]

As Ciel gave the room another once over, Tear lightly motioned with her hand, following the instructions for the decorations Palaeno left her to handle. It took several tries, but the lights finally seemed to respond correspondingly. Now she could only hope that it would move to the correct location. She decided upon a safe spot, as a prevention against starting any unwitting fires. It was always better to be safe than sorry

W-What nooooooooo. D<

[namcuius]

Excellent, then. It seemed that things would be easy enough on his end. Ciel gave the two another nod of affirmation, brain whirling as he started to ponder over the small details - now that he had a general idea of what to do, he could work with it and see to it to ensure that only the best of service and food would be served to the guests who would be here in due time for the event. The earl had to admit, the... count's idea was certainly quite a noble one - if somewhat sudden. At least things were going well so far.

The ambassador's voice cut him out from his thoughts at that point, and Ciel only have enough time to look up and blink before he looked back down at the flask of... hair tonic that had been just given to him. Of all the things in the continent to give... hair tonic? The boy was almost tempted to say this was a jest, but seeing from how the man was acting... it hardly seemed that it was the case