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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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Re: HAW HAW.
[info]some_other_dog
2009-09-05 09:45 am UTC (link)
Reizo paused mid-stride on his way to the food and cocked his head at the pink-haired girl hollerin’ at him.

“Fuck if I know or care, and if you’re worried then you go with her, though I guess with that little shit gaijin following her she’ll be safe enough. Douchebag smells enough like a cop,” he halfway sneered, before he grabbed hold of the pink-haired girl’s wrist and started walking again.

Only to drop her off at the gathering crowd of people who were going to play a drinking game and continuing on to the table piled high with food. Misaki getting blitzed would make damned good entertainment while he ate.

“Have fun, Rabbit-chan,” he called over the rising chorus of what game to play as he started zig-zagging through the crowd again.

(CONTINUED AT EMI POST YO.)

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