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Ikeda Kiriko | 池田 妃凛子 ([info]apathyisboring) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-08-11 18:10:00

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Entry tags:kiriko, open thread, plot, team

Party Time!
Who: Everyone who heard, basically.
What: Kiriko's Party
Where: Event hall by the dorms
When: 8pm Saturday
Why: Birthday celebrations!

The party's turnout was roughly as expected, and the presence of such a lively crowd was enough to make anyone (but especially Kiriko) thankful for the fact that the event hall had air conditioning. Tables were scattered about, some of them holding food for the guests and all of them clear of the dance floor. A school-aged boy with a nervous look to him was at the head of the dancefloor acting as DJ and doing a reasonably good job at keeping everyone pleased, mostly by way of immediately playing any song requested that had not been previously blacklisted by Kiriko. A karaoke system and open mic were set up, but no one had gotten quite drunk enough to approach the stage yet. The much-fretted over decorations had gone up last minute and the sparkling blue butterflies dangling from the ceiling or stuck to walls here and there caught and reflected the dim light.

Kiriko sat at the head table with a gaggle of girls, several from 1-A, and was chatting and laughing easily with them. She was keeping a sharp eye out for anybody who looked like they might break something or cause other kinds of trouble, occasionally turning from the conversation to crane her head and look out over the partygoers, but seemed quite pleased and relaxed nonetheless.



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[info]keiito
2009-08-14 03:51 am UTC (link)
((OOC: Posted for K1 and Kozue, co-written between us.))

Try though he might, Keiichi didn't think he'd be able to get his heart to stop beating as if it was trying to escape. The reason for that was likely found in the woman standing next to him, hand clasped in his. She was over a foot shorter than him, but that wouldn't be on the list of the five oddest things about the pair of them as a couple.

Kozue had to balance her own present slightly awkwardly, having only one hand to hold onto her slightly oversized, furoshiki-wrapped present. It had been a last minute buy, but the furoshiki cloth she'd had lying around for ages, and this was a great excuse to use it. She was also carrying another, much less fancy parcel, cloth-wrapped, and bottle-shaped, but that package had a handle, and she'd looped it around her wrist. The first was for Kiriko; the second, umeshu for everyone. Well, herself, and then everyone.

Keiichi smiled, placing down his wrapped tray of cookies (iced with Kiriko's persona on them, naturally) amongst the birthday girl's other assorted gifts. "So many people here," Keiichi observed, turning to his date. "I haven't been to a party in forever."

Thank god they’d gotten to the table: Kozue juggled a little, and put the present for Kiriko down. Inside the traditional cloth wrapping, was a raincoat; odd, yes, but she’d seen it after they’d gone shopping together and it had clicked. After all, it was designer; dark blue, brass buttons, colors that Kozue had thought were really fitting for her classmate. But it was also reversible; you couldn’t tell that the inside was all blue leopard spots until you flipped it around.

“It looks like it’s just getting started,” she commented, gazing around the room. At least, judging by the lack of bad karaoke, drunken stumbling, or general chaos, it looked like it was just beginning. She squeezed Keiichi’s hand, though, in case that comment had been meant to convey some kind of nervousness. Social anxiety, or whatever.



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[info]apathyisboring
2009-08-18 03:28 am UTC (link)
Kiriko smiled as she saw the two of them arrive and approach, and she had just enough time to note Keiichi's uneasiness before her eye was drawn to the specially wrapped gift and the tray of cookies. The icing design brought a smile to her lips and she looked back up to both of them.

"Hey, welcome. What we picked seems to have worked out, Kondo-san."

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[info]anthesphoria
2009-08-18 03:35 am UTC (link)
"It looks great--the decorators did a wonderful job," Kozue agreed, glancing around quickly; she'd seen it all when she came in, of course, and she'd been pleased. The colors were coordinated, and, more importantly, everyone seemed completely okay with it.

"Happy birthday, of course. Everything fun so far?" She bobbed her head a little, although she continued to hold her date's hand. Either it was for reassurance, or it was a statement; since Kiriko was still holding court, in a way, with a group of 1-A girls, the statement was most likely involved somehow.

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[info]apathyisboring
2009-08-19 03:55 pm UTC (link)
"Thank you, Kondo-san. Everything's great - I've been keeping track of who showed up and it's nobody too troublesome, so as long as people head to the dorms rather than the bathrooms here to-" she made a flippant sort of gesture, "- do whatever they're going to do, everything should go pretty smoothly."

She stole a glance at Kanaye after this statement, then looked back to the two of them.

"Ito-san, how are you?"

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