♪ ❝ seems like it crept up out of nowhere ❞

[masqueraid]

Who the P-Thieves & OPEN
When A Stop on the World Tour! April 23rd, 20XX
Where Arito, somewhere in-between "studious atmosphere" and "wild party"... (a book café?)
What It's a Special Day for your local Queen!
Warnings/Notes Please feel free to post your own top-levels! Food(?), beverages and... books? Are here for everyone to enjoy during the get-together! Just... don't touch the books unless your hands are clean. (We don't want to cause a scene. Yet.)

When you walk into the quaint looking café, maybe the scene that greets you wasn't exactly what you were expecting. Not the soft music overhead or the smell of old and new books that line the shelves... that's all pretty standard seeming. It's the makeshift banner that looks as though it was put together in a manner of minutes reading, “ℋAPPY ℬIRTHDAY ℳAKOTO—” that looks rather out of place.

There are a few tables lined with some food and drink, water, juice, tea and coffee— just the basics really. Only a little further down are some baked goods that could easily be mistaken for delicious cupcakes. Unfortunately, on such short notice and even shorter funds... the only thing Ren could come up with were some Kupo-Nut Cakes... if you're willing to try one though, you may just find yourself with a Guts +1 boost.

Well, at least the coffee seems decent.

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OTA

[promiselisting]

[ And Futaba's here too.

Seriously though, while she's absolutely there for anybody who approaches, she isn't going to go out and mingle as much as the other two. It's not her day, after all, and she's still an introvert by nature.

That being said, there's a marked difference in her, even for those who have met her before - she's probably a lot more relaxed, a lot more pleased than she's been up until now. She finally feels like she's in her element. Cozy cafe, with coffee that Ren brewed, surrounded by people she knows and cares about, still riding the high of a successful plot.

Yeah. Today is a good day. ]

Re: OTA

[conniemaheswaran]

"Hey." Connie, after a moment's hesitation, sits down with Futaba. Paradoxically enough, Connie found that although she was a major introvert, she was fairly sociable, even enjoying talking to people. Still, sometimes she needs quiet to recharge her batteries, and hanging out with a fellow awkward geek couldn't hurt.

Then again, Futaba might not feel the same way. "Oops. Um, mind if I sit here? I don't want to intrude."

[promiselisting]

"Eh, you're fine," Futaba waves a hand dismissively. It's not a big deal, certainly not right now. After a moment, she picks up and takes a sip of her coffee, pretty clearly in a good mood. "Glad you were able to make it."

[conniemaheswaran]

"Me too! I'm, um, glad it's this lowkey," Connie says. Seriously. The higher the density of teenagers, the more certain the possibility of Connie embarrassing herself was. She was quite glad that there weren't a lot of people around. "This is actually the first normal birthday party I've been to in... years."

[righthandstand]

[After Okuyasu inevitably stuffs a Kupo Nut cupcake into his mouth and has a near-death experience, he stumbles into a quiet corner of the room guzzling glasses of water, soda, juice, anything to rid the taste from his tongue.

Tears are threatening to fall as he collapses onto the nearby empty table with a cup of coffee, realizing too late that it's too hot to chug. His life is terrible.]

[promiselisting]

[ And that uh. That happens to be the table she's sitting at. And that's uh... quite the state to be arriving in. She stares over at him, startled and... mildly concerned? ]

Uh... you okay there?

[righthandstand]

[What better way to handle his pain than to vent at the nearest person, who happens to be this random girl sitting here. He's starting to get the point of Blah Blah Blah Day.]

Fuck... [He takes the smallest sip of coffee.] Whoever made those cupcakes needs their ass kicked!

[He coughs and wipes his eyes.]

[promiselisting]

[ Ahhhhh yes. That explains everything. ]

Oh yeah. Sorry about that. We would've gotten something better but uh. We're kinda tight on funds right now.

[ So not the one who made them, no, but certainly one of the two who provided them for the party. ]

[righthandstand]

[Okuyasu squints at Futaba accusingly.]

You brought these? Why the hell did you do that?! [Despite the anger on his face, he sounds so betrayed.]

[promiselisting]

What kind of birthday party doesn’t have food?

[ A really weird party that’s what. ]

At least our Moogles will appreciate ‘em.

[ Helpfully, Neo flutters sown, sitting on the table and munching on a cupcake himself. ]

I appreciate it!

[righthandstand]

These cupcakes suck.

[Those are the facts, and Okuyasu is telling them as it is.]

Parties should have desserts that anyone can eat, not just people with shit tastes.

[He's making many enemies with that statement.]

[promiselisting]

[ Her eyebrows shoot up about an inch. It's true that part of her rankles a bit at that statement - they did the best they could with what they had? If it bothered him so much he could contribute money to their next party.

But well, moogles are a mojority population in this world. They'll probably take care of it for her and some, if he's really gonna be an asshole about it. So instead she just takes a slooooooow sip of her coffee. ]

Those're some bold words.

[ Indeed, Neo is already glaring at him, mouth full. ]

[righthandstand]

[If she's planning to take this outside, Okuyasu thinks he'll do pretty well in a fight with her. Futaba's a skinny girl, probably not a Monk. She might make it up with being a scrappy fighter, and who the hell knows what magic she has.

He sticks his tongue into the coffee cup. It does not look threatening at all, particularly when he quickly retracts it in a panic.]

Ow! [One way to get ride of the aftertaste is to burn all of his taste buds. He was getting somewhere.] Well, yeah. If you're gonna bring in something gross as a joke, you better have somethin' good to make up for it.

[Does he even realize that Kupo Nuts are Moogle-only? If there was some sort of sign warning the partygoers, he definitely overlooked it in his quest to satisfy his sweet tooth.]

[promiselisting]

It wasn't a joke, it was being broke.

[ She shrugs, still working to keep her irritation down and keep up the disaffected facade. ]

Either way, I just meant more that most people wouldn't have the nerve to insult every Moogle on this world all at once.

[ She did not actually intend to fight him, no. She hits like a wet noodle, even with her puppet to back her up. ]

[righthandstand]

[He understands being broke. It sucks! Not having money to buy something you like is upsetting. But settling for something objectively terrible is a waste of money.]

They like it? [Kyo is receiving judgement forever. He turns around, spotting Neo fluttering in the air behind him. If he's angry, Okuyasu sure doesn't care.] Why?

[promiselisting]

[ Neo is quite annoyed, yes! But he will not actually stoop so low as to attempt to whack Okuyasu for his terrible opinions. That doesn't mean he won't glare like hell though. And probably gossip to his buddies later.

Futaba meanwhile, shrugs again. ]

I dunno. Why do you like the stuff you like?

[righthandstand]

[Okuyasu leans back in his chair and tilts his head backwards, propping a foot on the table.]

What kinda question is that? Stuff I like ain't gonna kill me if I eat it, duh!

[That may not extend to people he likes and his favorite outfits.]

[promiselisting]

Well I imagine these won't kill you either, or they would've marked 'em.

[ The bakers they got them from weren't that careless, jeez. ]

[righthandstand]

They're still gross.

[Now he's just being childishly stubborn.]

And ruined my appetite for, like, the whole day. Maybe the whole week.

[promiselisting]

[...

...

...............siiiiip]

The coffee might help.

[ Wash the taste out and convince him that yes, they actually do have some idea what they're doing. ]

[righthandstand]

I'm tryin', can't ya see?

[He takes another sip, still hot, but he can actually taste it, somewhat.]

Damn, and I was hopin' for something nice to end the day with...

[promiselisting]

Coffee's nice.

[ sips pointedly. ]

Or you could get something on the way home.

[ Unless he's as broke as they are. Which. Entirely possible. ]

[righthandstand]

I got some snacks from the guild, but that's for when I'm actually hungry.

[It's back to micromanaging his supplies. Not that he's a stranger to minimizing the amount of food to eat without growing weak, but it's frustrating when there's absolutely nothing in the bank account.]

Ugh, I'm going dumpster diving at the grocery stores tonight. [He drops his forehead to connect with the table.]

[promiselisting]

Wait, dumpster diving????

[ She is having a mild concern. Isn't that a little, uh, desparate??? ]

[righthandstand]

[He turns his head up for a proper glare, which, combined with his arched back, is doing a number on his neck. Not that he cares in the moment.]

You got a problem with that?