the 1920's World Fair ice cream social!

[roturiercafe]

Characters: The Ouran High School Vatheon Host Club and YOU!
Location: The plaza!
Time: Early - late evening.
Style: Whatever makes you comfortable. The first post will be in third, but I'll personally be posting in first. XD;
Status: OPEN! Come and have some ice cream with us!

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KYOUYA OOTORI ||THE COOL TYPE

[theshadowbehind]

[Kyouya can be seen with a clipboard in hand, looking over notes and being sure that stock is in order. He's dressed in a white button up with a dark purple ribbon tied up around the front, and a black and dark purple pinstripe vest to match. He's opted to stay away from the fedora, but, like Tamaki, has a band around his arm.

But he's not all about business. In fact, he's smiling quite warmly to any guest which would like to approach. He's got a nice little table set up, a lovely little candle display sitting in the center. Feel free to sit down and discuss, honored guests~]

/PESTER PESTER PESTER

[roturiercafe]

Isn't this fantastic, Kyouya~? [Someone's blooming in more ways than one. /shot] Everyone looks so happy~! This is a wonderful start to our new club, don't you think?

[theshadowbehind]

It certainly seems to be a great success so far. We have quite a few people showing up. [He thought it would do well.]

While you have a moment, I'd like to tour the new building with you. I believe it's been completed as of today.

[roturiercafe]

Building...? Really? We have a building?! That's fantastic~!

Minato Arisato || The Genuine Type

[lunateclock]

[Minato, having decided to strangle Ryoji later, isn't inclined to sitting and waiting for someone--he'd probably doze off. Instead, he is standing, greeting people with a nod and a smile. Stop by, say hi. Even if his smile isn't all that wide, he does have a very welcoming feel to him.

...and a pretty relaxed one. Shhh, don't mention the slouch. \o/;;]

[noblenaivete]

[Wandering walking wandering--

. . . Pfffft.]

Mister Arisato? Did Mister Suou [rope you in--] highly encourage you to join in with his charisma as well?

[lunateclock]

Ah--

Good evening, Natalia-san.

[...]

You could say that a friend signed me up, actually.

[noblenaivete]

[Restraining a laugh.]

Oh? But you seem so at home.

Yuu Kanda || The Dangerous Type

[toomanypetals]

[Off at his own little table, Kanda is currently glaring murderously at everyone who comes even remotely close by.]

[Someone is clearly not pleased at getting forced into this charade. On the other hand, it looks like he was forced to leave his weapon at home... so he can't cut anyone who approaches.]

[If looks could kill, and words were knives, though...]

[Still, though, he does look nice. Quite nice, actually. Just without yon cravat and pin, collar partially opened, and hair in its typical ponytail.]

[bioship]

[Here, Kanda. Have a green alien girl floating over. She looks absolutely delighted at the ice cream event, dish of strawberry in hand.]

Hello!

[toomanypetals]

Tch.

[Have a murderous glare all to yourself. And a very annoyed tsk. He doesn't seem too interested in idle chitchat.]

[bioship]

[It's not very effective!

M'gann smiles as she takes a spoonful of ice cream.]

Does this stuff happen here often?

Allen Walker || The Gentleman Type

[transisse]

[ Allen was mostly dressed in his usual formal attire with a clean white button up and vest, but now with a suit overlapping it. He was told to wear proper clothes after all, even Kanda did. Which, made him snicker sadistically on the inside cause now his comrade was suffering through the same occupation as he did. Like always... Oh well. At least this one involved food. ]

[ His small golden golem friend was also seemingly enjoying the food like he was, but Allen tried very hard not to eat too much, lest he grab Kyouya's unwanted attention.

Here's to putting on his best gentlemanly smile and welcome the lady guests! c: Forget that there was a smudge of ice cream clinging around the edges of his mouth... ]

[meat_gum]

[Well, Chie thought she oughtta at least investigate this shady place. And the ice cream was good so far, so maybe the people weren't so bad either. She recognized a couple people, but that guy with the white hair seemed interesting. Food buddy! Oh, it's that guy who was looking for Cross.]

Heya!

[transisse]

[ Oh, gawd. It was that girl who Cross did her WRONG. ;A; Please don't hate him Chie, he's really a much better person than his Master. Somehow, Allen feels like he has a major debt to owe her and tries to put up a most welcoming and polite front as possible. ]

Hello, Miss Chie. Did you come for the ice cream?

[meat_gum]

Haha, you caught me. It's great, isn't it?

[Chie grins and flops down in a chair nearby-- if there isn't one, she drags one over. :|]

Speaking of, you've got some on your face.

Lea || The Troublemaker Type (recovering from emo mode)

[prominence_glow]

[Unlike most of the other hosts, Lea has opted out of the whole 'suit and fedora' get up. Instead, after figuring out just what the hell 1920s meant exactly, Lea has scrambled together something more resembling a paperboy than a gangster: a dark sweater-vest, a button up that's not buttoned all the way and with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and shorts which go down to just above his knees to match. Of course, there's a cap as well, and his hair is styled down instead of up.

And yes, there used to be roses in the face in the center of his table. They've long been replaced with white carnations, forget-me-nots, and cyclamen.

There's still a spoon sticking out of his mouth as he just kind of leans back in his seat, one leg pulled up to his chest. While he's out of it now, anyone approaching snaps him out of it and earns his full attention.]

[aerithlillies]

Well, it's nice to see you out and about.

[Aerith will smile, sliding into the seat, eyes traveling tot he flowers, reaching out to touch them gently. Still no voices emanated from them and it still unsettled her, but she wouldn't allow such things to show.]

These are quite beautiful... They seem happy.

[She'd heard rumor that something horrible had happened.] Are you okay, sweetheart?

[prominence_glow]

[Oh hey! It's pseudo!mama the nice woman from the park. Lea perks up a bit more, and the spoon in his mouth jerks before he finally takes it out to twirl between his fingers.]

..I'm working on it. [Translation: Nope. Not at all. Thanks, Vatheon.

But Lea's quick to change the subject, and points at the flowers.] You know about flower meanings?

[aerithlillies]

[She pauses, giving a slight frown.] Well... that's why I asked...

White carnations usually represent pure love, and luck. Forget-me-nots are self-explanitory...

But these ones... Cyclamen usually represent loss, or goodbye. [Concerned mother is concerned.]

I garden... I love flowers. They're... comforting to me.