WHO: Aasu Futaba bruisednipples, Watanabe Poemi atamawaempty, and EVERYONE ELSE. Add tags as you see fit. :D WHAT: THE BESTEST SLUMBER PARTY EVER :DDD WHERE: Adam and Eve's WHEN: The evening of Day 249 (Monday), backlogged slightly
she's trying to sneak in The Medicine Seller :3mouuuDecember 3 2008, 01:03:10 UTC
Kayo was early, dressed in her usual kimono. "Wait here, please~!" she said to someone behind the door, before stepping in. "Ano... Futaba-chan?" she called.
"I brought a guest, is that okay?"
[[ooc: I'm leaving whether or not Kusuriuri is in drag up to Ryuu, so I kinda wanna wait for her?]]
make a uh... hell I don't know what kind of check this is. roll a d20.sou_desu_neDecember 3 2008, 01:21:59 UTC
Well, this was... interesting.
He was wearing face makeup to hide the distinctive red markings on his face... and instead looked the part of a geisha... or he would, were his hair not blond and his eyes not brilliant blue. It did not matter, of course - he wore the makeup, and he had on an elegant ladies' kimono, complete with a folding fan.
He wasn't sure exactly why he'd agreed to Kayo's suggestion. It was certainly unlike him to be so... silly. ... not entirely unlike him, but enough to be curious indeed.
He truly did look every bit the lady. As long as he said very little, he probably wouldn't be noticed at all.
Futaba rushed to the door to open it and greet her guest. "Ayu-chan! Come inside!" She led the older girl in with a happy smile, propping the door open with a nearby chair so that the rest of the guests would know to just enter and join the party.
Haruhi had taken to calling her them by the names she used in her film, which was the same for Futaba, but Kobayashi for her Revolutionary Girl. She grinned at the two - at the room, really - invigorated by the aspect of a party and the chance to advertise her new project. Failed training sessions were far out of her mind, pushed away by the possibilities the film-turned-musical brought to her and the Brigade.
It didn't matter if the two had swept up or not. Haruhi came in too excited to notice, her two Brigade members (she hoped) not too far behind, soaking up the disco's pillow covered floor with an excited, devious laugh. Slumber parties. This was going to be a blast.
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"I brought a guest, is that okay?"
[[ooc: I'm leaving whether or not Kusuriuri is in drag up to Ryuu, so I kinda wanna wait for her?]]
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He was wearing face makeup to hide the distinctive red markings on his face... and instead looked the part of a geisha... or he would, were his hair not blond and his eyes not brilliant blue. It did not matter, of course - he wore the makeup, and he had on an elegant ladies' kimono, complete with a folding fan.
He wasn't sure exactly why he'd agreed to Kayo's suggestion. It was certainly unlike him to be so... silly. ... not entirely unlike him, but enough to be curious indeed.
He truly did look every bit the lady. As long as he said very little, he probably wouldn't be noticed at all.
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She took her fist and rapped it against the door.
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Haruhi had taken to calling her them by the names she used in her film, which was the same for Futaba, but Kobayashi for her Revolutionary Girl. She grinned at the two - at the room, really - invigorated by the aspect of a party and the chance to advertise her new project. Failed training sessions were far out of her mind, pushed away by the possibilities the film-turned-musical brought to her and the Brigade.
It didn't matter if the two had swept up or not. Haruhi came in too excited to notice, her two Brigade members (she hoped) not too far behind, soaking up the disco's pillow covered floor with an excited, devious laugh. Slumber parties. This was going to be a blast.
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