Uh Oh, The Summer Nights

[enjoyers]

Characters: anyone at the party
Date: August 31, 7pm onward
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 tops, please!
Summary: RECOVERjoy has prepared a party for you! Isn't that exciting?

The entire park is lit up with paper lanterns in shades of orange and yellow; there are even some floating serenely in the fountain. Music filters through the air, the style and tempo changing often. The robots you should by now be used to are moving about the area keeping the refreshments table stocked and cleaning up any messes that might appear. This is a party, after all.

As for those points, well, you're sure to get some if you earn them yourself. Don't worry, RECOVERjoy has provided a few ways for you to start collecting.

Goodie Bags | Refreshments Table | Dance Floor | Games | Mingle

Comments

mikado dont b like that we're yer FRIENDS

[varmint]

Ahaha, that's a very good question...[Elijah mumbles this, almost to himself. Leave it to him to make himself look like a total jerk and still not even know if he was doing it right! But no one was hurt, so no foul! Right??]

Oh! [He catches that, Meredith!! Elijah grins in response, and nods widely.] That's a very good idea, Meredith! But of course, only if you're willing...

Wait, what am I saying...we haven't even been introduced yet. [His hands instantly tug on his tie, as if to compose himself.] I'm Mr. Gabriel, and this is Meredith.

[ousawagi]

[ There's an immediate response, and that's a number of violent headshakes. He's not risking his head - or any other part of him, for that matter - with Elijah around. ]

A-ah, no-- it's fine.. I'm okay with watching. [ Watching from a considerable distance away from Elijah, thank you.

If the tension isn't any worse, it becomes really hard for him to say anything at all because the risk that he might provoke either of the two looms. And then there's the subject of their weird names-- Mikado's not familiar with western names, but.. Meredith? Isn't that a girl's name?

He's careful not to touch on that-- Meredith doesn't miss his targets, it seems, and he's not willing to take any chances. ]

Mikado.. um, Ryuugamine Mikado. I-It's nice to meet you.

How are you supposed to.. [ 'Play' seems like the wrong word in this instance. ] .. do what you're doing?

[bound]

Ah, there are a lot of people from Japan here, hm?

[ Less thoughtfully and more just curious. Was RECOVERjoy a special thing over there...?

Meredith looks Mikado over- and it's innocent enough because he just can't pinpoint what his answer really was. ]

[varmint]

'Mikado', hm? [He quite easily side-brushes Meredith's question, although giving himself a moment to contemplate on the amount of people he has met that were from Japan. Very coincidental, indeed!]

I was beginning to wonder that myself! At least until I spent a few days here, haha.

Ah, but yes, it isn't that difficult! [Even though Elijah missed....his targets...] If you've ever played Fives before then I'm sure you'll see the similarities! [No mind if Mikado HASN'T played Fives because Elijah apparently hasn't taken no for an answer.

Time to clamp a hand over Mikado's shoulder and lead him towards the rings!] Go ahead and try once! Unlike me, I'm sure you'll hit something.

[ousawagi]

[ They aren't questioning his parents' more than questionable taste in naming. Good. That helps Mikado enforce that they are Westerners, but they don't sound American. They've got weird accents and--

Shit, this isn't good. Amongst his trail of thought, he's only barely noticed that Elijah's taken his shoulder hostage. He only wants to watch, dammit! ]

Eh? Eh?! Eh?!

[ That should tell them both that he hasn't ever played Fives-- let alone come into contact with darts. If Elijah's supposedly the worst, then he's met his match.

"No, I don't want to play," doesn't seem like an acceptable answer here. The thought of having to take hold of something that looks so dangerous and weapon-y makes his stomach flip-- he's fearing for the worst. He swallows; he (reluctantly) gets himself a dart with a shaky hand; he closes his eyes, then throws.

May the lawn dart gods be with him. ]