asgardmeridiem | OPEN; THE NEIGHBORS CLUB WELCOMING PARTY

Who: Anyone interested in attending the party announced a few days ago. Hosts of the party include Kodaka (

mishaps), Sena (

meatshields), & Yozora (

playerkills). This also includes those who signed up for the speed friend making activity and other club members! Anyone who is even slightly interested in the club may post in the log (but please, only those who signed up for speed friending event participate in it!)
What: The Neighbors Club is having a welcoming party/practice party! Hooray for activities and welcoming back Kodaka to the club. Please ignore my fail of typing the event as speed dating as it is speed "friending" my bad!
When: A few days after it the initial party announcement post.
Where: The Neighbors Club Room located in Sigyn.
Rating: PG-13 AFAIK!

[Kodaka had left most of the event planning to Yozora and Sena as it was actually something that kept them busy. Kodaka knows when those two are idle and bored, bad things happen and they just end up fighting. He's actually surprised how much Yozora has taken this party thing seriously... and he's still shocked that it's technically meant for him. He's had birthdays with family members and school members, sure, but nothing like this; he's never had friends throw a party for him. He assumes Yozora throws the party for practice mostly, though. He places a tray of onigiri (with various stuffings such as salmon, chicken, and picked vegetables.) down on a table next to a bowl of punch. There are cups and plates also on the table. He hasn't made this much food since he was back at home, and he actually doesn't mind. It's something for him to do, and without school and Kobato around, it feels like chunk of his life is missing. He looks at his bracelet and realizes people should start coming in soon.]

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[Oh, parents... She lost them a long time ago, so her expression darkens a little. While she's (mostly) gotten over it, there's still lingering memories about that time she became a hipster in the coffins.]

Heh... Is that right? But don't get down in the dumps, okay? You gotta keep hoping that you will see him again! I'm sure eventually that you two will see each other. Your father must be a really cool guy.

[ She gives a slightly uncomfortable shrug at first, placing her hand against her shoulder as she averts her gaze. She feels shy about the kind comments, and is reminded of a conversation she recently had back at home.

When she meets Utena's eyes again, she nods, deciding to spare her the details of her Father being an imprisoned terrorist... ]

As she types more: ]

He is a wonderful Father. I would do anything for him.

Do you think you will find someone here that you will do anything for?

[That question catches Utena off guard for a second... And it's honestly a good question. Someone like a prince...]

You know... That's a good question. Do you mean it like finding a prince on a white horse?

... [ She looks at Utena a bit more seriously; pensively. There's a nostalgic cloud in her eyes as she types: ]

I hadn't thought of it like that before. But yes. Someone to protect with your life.

[And without hesitation, she'll nod and say this.] Mm... Definitely. I want to become a prince who can save princesses, so I can't turn my back when others are in trouble.

[...] We may have just met, but I'll definitely come save you whenever you're in a pinch.

... [ Her cheeks get a bit pink again, and she does look utterly confounded at this remark. She types rapidly, fingers tripping over themselves seemingly as she has to fix a few typos. ]

Why?

[Once again, without any hesitation.]

I don't need a reason why. As long as you're out of danger, that's all that matters.

... [ Tap tap tap type type type. She's burning up at this point, but otherwise now has a more serious face to try and remain dignified. ]

Thank you, if I come to trust you I will protect you too.

[There's a laugh from her.]

Thanks! You already seem pretty nice and honest, so I don't think I'll have a reason to doubt you.

[ She ... practically shrinks in her seat at this point. She is now just clutching at the threaded rose on her black dress, soaking up the compliment(s) and practically melting at them and wanting to disappear in combustion or hold out a knife in suspicion at once. ]

[She notices the rose immediately and almost flashbacks back to the past. How much has that flower played into her life?]

Um... Is it alright if I ask you where you gotten that rose from?

[ She blinks, countenance quite serious, and holds a finger up to request Utena wait. Before typing on her feed device, and quickly presents the text holographically in front of her. ]

It was something I wore with this dress on a very important night of my life. It was given to me for the purpose of a mission.

[ ...To disguise herself and be a terrorist! Of course. ]

[Ah, well then... The first thought is that she was getting married for a special occasion. Brides normally wore white, but black didn't look bad on this woman either. She definitely was really cool. Almost like a supermodel or a secret agent from movies.]

I think they suit you really nicely! I guess I can understand why you wouldn't want to take something like that off. [She'll look at the ring on her finger for a moment.]

[ Chane just stares for a moment, forgetting that she has to type. She looks at the ring, herself, then back up at Utena. ]

[ She catches herself staring probably after it's crossed some weird time limit, like ten seconds, and begins to type again, not understanding why she was momentarily distracted by the girl's smiles. There was something about them -- confident like Claire, cool like Nice, friendly like Jacuzzi -- it was some sort of amalgam of familiarity and novelty at once. Comfortable yet strange. She gives the most serious expression ever as she exhibits the message to Utena.]

Do you like flowers?

I do.

[ It's as if this was the most important bit of information she could gather. She gardened. If Utena liked flowers, then maybe their friendship could be a success, and she would have something to offer her.

A girl can dream... ]

... Oh, you do? [She's off guard from that question. Honestly, she didn't expect a cool woman like her to be into flowers. Utena is quiet for a moment before--]

[This reminded her of Anthy a little. Actually, there were plenty of things about her that reminded Utena of her. She was really reserved, caring and she loved flowers too. Her people skills need some work, but that wasn't anything that Utena couldn't help fix up.]

I do too, actually. Do you want to go to the gardens together sometime? You should show me your favorite types!

... [ An invitation?

It surely was something that meant a lot to her. If she wasn't killing or somehow protecting, the best way she could nurture or release her feelings had been around plant life. An invitation to visit a garden together caught her off-guard-- it meant that she wanted to see her outside of this club. Some sort of commitment, beyond the kindness and civility for conversation's sake.

She looks down at the table, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear as if she needed to contemplate the suggestion at all.

Eventually, she glances up with a shy nod. This woman was very bold...but she can't say she didn't enjoy it. Mostly because she had absolutely no idea how to take initiative in these situations. ]

Edited 2012-03-17 13:55 (UTC)

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