You Know It's Thriller, Thriller Night~

[deservesabone]

Who: EVERYONE
.When: Saturday Night (fever~)
Where: Club 24
Summary: Halloween party at the Club, ya'll. Drinking, dancing, decorations and costumed tomfoolery.

NOTE: There will be bouncers at the door checking ages. Characters 17+ can buy drinks; characters 13-16 will be hand-stamped to show they can't purchase or drink alcohol; characters 12 and

Comments

[deservesabone]

[the club has been busy all day - now that it's night time, the place is packed. But Sam has a lot of employees on tonight for just that reason, so thankfully the work has been manageable]

[manageable enough that the manager himself (the magical manager, if his costume's to be believed) is able to mingle for a bit]

Hey. Enjoyin' the party?

[namiwasheretoo]

What's not to enjoy?

[With that she bounced a brow playfully at her boss, tilted her pointed hat so she could be see and smiled. She's one of those who were off shift at the moment but intend to pop on shift hours later tonight. None the less, the lil Witch Nami happened to pop up, a grin on her face]

Well, don't you clean up well.

[deservesabone]

[uho, cute costume, Nami. damn he loves this holiday]

[gifts her with an easy grin, leaning against the edge of the bar] Well, I gave it my best show. Good to know it wasn't all sound and thunder.

You're not lookin' too bad yourself, little miss magical.

[namiwasheretoo]

[As much as the holiday remidns her of Thriller Bark and... that's not a good thing, the costumes are a bit fun...]

[especially when men dress up and look ever so dashing]

I think the fact that you got a good jump on the Underground Clubs helps. The place is packed. [See this grin? This is the grin of a money smart girl loving the business.]

[With a little flick of her hand down a hip to 'dust' off the skirt she smirked though]

I found a cheep costume shop on short notice. I thought I did well.

[sequincy]

[honestly, he's not sure why he's here. It's bound to be silly and pointless, and even if he does have a fake ID, he doesn't like the taste of alcohol]

[...maybe he just couldn't resist the excuse to wear a cape]

[cue an awkward-looking vampire leaning against the wall of the dance room, drinking water]

[asano_san]

[Keigo stares sadly at his hand stamp as he stands next to his roommate. His low-effort costume is a skeleton t-shirt.]

What's the point of having a fake ID if you're not even going to use it?!

[sequincy]

[asdkasdk, waves a hand at him] Don't say that so loudly! [hissed]

...And I do use it. Just not for alcohol. It tastes disgusting.

[asano_san]

OK. OK.

You could learn to deal with it. Or try one of those fruity girly drinks!

[eyesmiles]

[no reason to be here but nothing better to do means The Corinthian's sitting at the bar with an untouched glass of ale, watching the partygoers with a half-grin. Hm, it looks like he's one of the few who didn't come in costume]

[might be watching you now. Hard to tell with those sunglasses on, isn't it?]

[eyesmiles]

Short notice and a light wallet. [amiably, nodding a greeting]

...We spoke on the Network, didn't we?

[mentis_reae]

[Edgeworth hasn't come in costume, and in retrospect, this makes him feel rather more self-conscious than coming in costume. He feels silly and out of place. Nevertheless, he doesn't slink into a corner, as is usually his wont: instead, he strays out onto the floor to grab a bottle of water - and then slinks into a corner.

He's not certain whether or not he wants to see anyone he knows.]

[deservesabone]

[well too bad, because hubby's spotted you and is coming to crowd your corner]

Really against the costume thing, huh? [PUPPY DOG EYES]

[mentis_reae]

Oh. [He clears his throat.]

Ah...No. Just...didn't have the time to buy one.

[deservesabone]

[:|]

[sighs, leans against the wall and taps him on the shoulder with his wand] C'mon. Hell, you could've just raided my closet.

[persimmonsplz]

[It was the liveliness around the club that caught Gin's attention, and all the costumed people that brought him in. Sure, he get the memo about dressing up beforehand, but decked out in his Hueco Mundo robes... either he'll go unnoticed, or he pass himself off as a ghost.]

[But goodness - with such a party, where does he start~?]

[the_highcost]

[She had said she was going to come to the party, and of course she came in costume. Well, this was a good enough costume she had dressed in as before, and it didn't even cost her a thing. But she did make her way over to Gin standing alone there, a smile on her lips, the rest of her face hidden by her mask.]

I thought ghosts were supposed to be traditional bedsheets with eyeholes?

[persimmonsplz]

Ha! What's scary about that kind of poltergeist, hm~?

[the_highcost]

[Laughs.] Not too scary, though I know a few who would beg to differ. How you doing, Gin?