[OPEN LOG] Halloween

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Halloween night sees the Academy grounds lit up with lights from hundreds of flickering jack-o-lanterns as they illuminate the paths through the gardens and maze. Inside the school, the largest (above ground) sports hall and games room have been decorated still further with streamers and multicoloured lights. In the latter location, a band stand

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Sengoku's fortune telling booth

[kouhou]

It was quiet out here, the noise from the festivities seemingly snared by the trees and dissipating into a low haunting moan carried by the wind through the branches. Sengoku realized he might not be getting too many passing visitors unless they chose this path towards the boathouse, perhaps with a friend to spend some time alone on the misty surface of the lake, but it was the calm, mysterious atmosphere he preferred to do his telling, away from commotions and distractions.

He played with the pair of specs he had donned for the occasion, the glass not having a degree but still feeling rather strange having extra weight sit upon the bridge of his nose. The 10th Doctor. The costume was rather simple, really. Comfortable. Dark blue button-up with a dark tan overcoat. His hair, undyed as to at least grant the Doctor's wish of being ginger, but styled a bit messily, perhaps the only aptly scary part of his costume, at least in the eyes of certain hair-obsessed individuals.

[tensai_daroi]

"A fortune teller? Can you tell the past?" A curious Marui walked up to the booth in high hopes.

"Some jerk ate part of my gingerbread house! Who was it? What color was his hair? Is he tall? He'd better be prepared!" Infuriated by the wrong he suffered, he was determined to find the criminal who dared tamper with his food and waited patiently for the divination.

[kouhou]

"You're in luck~ The past is easier to tell than the future, sometimes~" Sengoku brushed some stray crumbs out of Marui hair before placing a hand on his back, leading him inside the covered booth. A round table sat in the middle, covered by a dark blue cloth with golden trimmings, a cloudy crystal ball sitting on top, Sengoku catching his reflection as he sat down. "Take a seat," he invited the other, to the chair across.

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Fuji's illusionary ghosts in the maze

[applestocacti]

If asked, Fuji would admit being pleased with his floor-length Grim Reaper costume for Halloween night. Not only did it give off all the most desirable vibes, it was easy to move in and ideal for hiding in shadowed bushes. The last of these was what Fuji was doing now; pressed against the high maze walls in one of the major intersections, he waited for his first victim.

[kisarazua]

"Come on," D'Artagnan urged his queen, "what's Halloween without a good scare. Let's go visit the Maze!"

[ni0u]

"You really want to?" Niou asked not sure if his brave Muskateer would even get as far as Fuji's illusions before the other things set up in the maze would scare him away. But it would be fun to watch and Niou thought being clung to in fear would be sort of sexy so he knew he'd agree. Even though navigating the maze wouldn't be easy in his outfit. The French were not known for simple skirts and designs and while Niou was enjoying masquerading as the Queen of France with his lovely court, restricted movement was certainly a downside.

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The live band: Ohtori & Kisarazu twins

[healer_song]

It was time, the lanky silver haired boy took a deep breath and picked up his bow before standing by the twins. "Okay guys, just like we practiced. Let's make it one for the books!"

Peeking out at his classmates from behind the curtain, Ohtori shot a slightly nervous look back to his bandmates before adjusting his Porthos costume and stepping out onto the stage, careful to keep in character down to his devil may care smirk. Shooting a few people that were close to the stage a smarmy leer like the twins had taught him, he lifted his bow with a confident air and immediately launched into the Devil's Trill from memory, waiting on the final verse where he would be joined by the rest of the live band. If this went according to plans, it would be an amazing show!

[kisarazur]

Waiting in the wings, the twins watched as Choutarou walked out on stage and owned it. It was utterly amazing and the only reason they didn't miss their cue was because they had practiced it and had gotten that out of their system already.

Looking identical but for their earrings, Ryou and Atsushi stepped out with their guitars, plugged them in and waited for the final verse.

3....

2....

1....

[healer_song]

Right on cue the twins came out to finish out the number, which then moved almost seamlessly to a harder modern rock ballad, which had enough of a break for Ohtori to move to the piano and prepare for their next song. He grinned at his fellow musketeers, he had really missed being able to play for an audience, more so than he had thought before.

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Mukahi: the statue replacement

[jumpaday]

"...stupid holiday..."

The whole night was ruined because of this. Jackal and Inui could have at least blown up a candy shop and have him be a replacement in there, but oh no, they had to go ahead and decapitate the freakin' statue

[kisarazua]

Looking at the statue, D'Artagnan finally figured out what was missing. With a grin he went to find Kite to see if he could perhaps get a pigeon to come out and keep Gakuto company.

[jumpaday]

...Mukahi really did not like the look of that grin...

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Kite: the weeping angel

[wingedhitman]

Kite stood outside, well away from the entrance to the party, but still within clear view of everyone on their way to it. His costume was almost perfect, the only part he hadn't managed to get looking like stone being the inside of his mouth. The specialty contacts had taken some getting used to, but they hid the whites of his eyes perfectly. Relying on the nocturnal birds indigenous to the campus, he stayed perfectly still as long as anyone was looking at him. Arthur was waiting for him by the door, and Kite was admittedly curious as to whether or not his falcon had managed to draw Vivaldi away from the bandstand to act as an extra set of eyes for once he made it inside. Hearing that no one was looking at him, Kite moved swiftly, striking a statuesque pose as soon as he felt anyone turn to look at him. Currently, his movements were erratic, though there was one simple theme. Stay away from the door. For now, anyway.

[serpents_bite]

He had only looked away for a moment, but the young samurai found himself alone without Sanada and near a strange looking statue. He could have sworn that it hadn't been there on any of his jogs, so it was another prop for this stupid party. Eyeing it, he frowned. "Creepy thing."

He adjusted the bokken tied at his side and turned to take out his cellphone from where he stashed it in the front of his kimono and started to text his boyfriend.

[wingedhitman]

Grinning to himself as the young warrior looked away, Kite moved in quickly, striking a terrifying pose just as the samurai turned to look again.