+ Bring a friend, we are going to have ourselves a time +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE EVER
Where: The Ballroom
When: Friday, March 28th - Monday, March 31st
Rating: PG-13
Summary: As an apology for all of the mess associated with the redecorating last week, the Red Queen has organized a party for everyone in Wonderland, and invited
The Story:

The ballroom's high, arching ceilings seem to reach up at least two stories above your head, despite the fact that there are definitely second and third story rooms above this spot. High, wide windows let in sunlight during the day; at night, chandeliers and wall sconces light up with so many candles, it's hard to believe the light isn't from an electric source.

In preparation for the incoming guests, the ballroom has been decorated in light, pastel colors. There are many streamers and balloons, and garlands made with fresh flowers that will not wither for the entire four-day duration of the party. Confetti floats through the air now and then, but upon closer inspection it is not paper, but flower petals. There is a long table set up towards the back with beautiful flower arrangements and more food and drink than anyone could imagine, including an abundance of cake, tea, and alcohol of various kinds.

There are smaller tables to the side if you would like to sit and talk or eat, but there is a great space open as well for mingling and dancing. Various kinds of music will be played throughout the weekend, though there does not seem to be any particular source - no stereo system or DJ booth to be seen.

But most importantly, the party will cater itself to what makes you, the guest, most comfortable. This is your night and you are guests of Wonderland. There's no need to worry or fear. The mansion will take care of you so long as you are in its walls.

(And perhaps, when the party is over, you won't want to leave at all.)


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Comments

Eway | Souji | Open

[eatsyourscience]

[Free food is a draw, but Souji's really more interested in seeing if he can find familiar faces among all the new ones. His method of doing that is to wander through the party and the immediate Mansion-vicinity of the ballroom, eating whatever food comes in arms reach. On at least one occasion, he drops an hor d'oeurve on the floor and stands there staring down at it, torn over whether or not he should still eat it (spoiler: he probably does).

As hard as it might be to believe, though, Souji does pay more attention to the faces around him than to the eatables. Though he's looking for people he knows, he's prepared to greet anyone who approaches him or even looks his way for more than a second or two.]

[masukukunai]

[Before Souji can pick up the food he leaned over to retrieve, a foot brushes it away.]

Dude, you can't eat that. You've been staring at it for like, a minute. Is this what you're reduced to without me?

1/2

[eatsyourscience]

[...]

[eatsyourscience]

It's a waste.

[And now that that's said, Yousuke is getting the biggest hug that has ever happened in the history of Souji hugging people here in Wonderland.]

[masukukunai]

It's a weekend of food poisoning waiting to happen!

[It's been awhile, but Souji still outsizes him. The embrace crushes the air out of his lungs. He hugs Souji back, tapping at his back like a wrestler trying to tap out of a fight.]

Okay, okay! I missed you too! Gimme a break! Down boy!

[eatsyourscience]

[Souji does let up, looking Yousuke over as he does.]

How long were you gone?

[Time, he knows, is not the same here as it is anywhere else.]

[masukukunai]

Ugh, God, I don't know. Awhile? You were there, so... [He looks up in the air like it will make his thoughts clearer. The lines between his memories of home and the mansion blurred.] I don't think I could give you an exact number, but-- maybe a year?

[eatsyourscience]

[A year? Since he left here? That was so long. Some uncertainty creeps into Souji's expression as he tries to remember just how long ago it was that Yousuke left.]

...I guess that's about right.

[Then he's younger than Yousuke now, technically. That's a bummer.]

What's happening at home?

[masukukunai]

[Younger, but still bigger. Things would probably always be that way.]

It'd be a lie if I had much of anything to say. It's Inaba, y'know? Senior year is kinda the pits.

I'm more worried about you, if things are still the same around here.

[panatipata]

[Food is so overrated. Whatever was on the table was just way too much. How could all of these people eat it all? What a waste. None of it looked really good either. But that was Mirror Minato's least concern.

So there was someone over there that he had recognized. Souji dropped something on the ground, and while he was debating what to do about it, the Mirror helped by smoothly moving over there and kicking the bit of food away and out of reach.]

... Please don't do things like that to yourself. I wouldn't want you to suffer, after all.

[eatsyourscience]

[Souji blinks and looks up from Minato's foot to his face. For a second, he isn't sure which Minato it is, but the way he speaks is a clue. Souji's met the Mirror before, though he knows he can't expect him to be the same.]

Thanks.

[Souji rests a hand on his hip in his normal stance.]

Do you like it over here?

[panatipata]

Don't I always live on this side? Of course I like it. I live here with you, but you don't remember. Or do you?

[Minato smiled again, and brushed some of his bangs from out of his eye, but his hair fell back in place. Always.]

"You're late for your session." We can continue it on now, if you'd like, now that we have so much time to spend together.

[eatsyourscience]

[Souji's expression tightens. The Mirror is not the same as he used to be--at least in some ways.]

...I'd rather not talk about that.

[panatipata]

How come? A little too traumatic for you?

[Minato tilted his head to the left and then to the right, stretching out the muscles there. He had been cooped up in his cocoon for a little too long.]

Isn't that when you're supposed to talk to people about it?

[Unless Souji wasn't as smart as Minato had given him credit for. Too bad.]

[eatsyourscience]

Not to people who want to hear it for the wrong reasons.

[panatipata]

But you don't even know what reasons I have.

[Minato frowned a bit at that. So what if he wanted to hear about it?]

[kalakiriya]

[Now there was someone who pushed aside all confusion about arriving here and decided to make the best of it. Ryoji was beyond fascinated with everything around him, taking it all in. A real party! He hadn't been to one of these in a long time, and especially not one this palatial.

He was wandering like how Souji was, loving that there were so many people around. He always did like crowds to some extent, though he appreciated some time to himself if he needed it. But he thrived on others, if to make up for how little he had inside of him.

Ah, and the person who was standing in front of him with his back toward him was just too tall that Ryoji couldn't see way over to the other side of the room where he thought he saw a cute girl. But no problem, he tapped on Souji's shoulder, and if someone had been paying attention, his feet were hovering slightly above the floor. This way, since Ryoji was whispering as if they had been conspiring together, Souji could hear him better.]

Oh, perfect! You can see better over there. Isn't she cute? What do you think?

[eatsyourscience]

[Souji blinks and tilts his head to look over his shoulder. There's something familiar about this one, but he's not entirely sure what it is. A name doesn't spring to mind.]

Which one?

[kalakiriya]

That one over there! Or that one! You know, there can never be enough cute girls all in one place!

[Ryoji chuckled, and leaned a little more over Souji's shoulder which he was sort of using as a perch.]

But it is a bit rude of me to involve you when you don't know me at all! A proper introduction begins with trading names first, doesn't it?

[eatsyourscience]

[Souji nods. He'll go first.]

I'm Seta Souji.

[kalakiriya]

H-hey! I was supposed to give mine first!

[Oh, well, couldn't do anything about it now. Ryoji stopped hovering and moved to be in front of Souji now instead of behind him.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Souji-kun. I'm Mochizuki Ryoji. You have quite the party going on here, I have to say.

[eatsyourscience]

[Souji blinks in surprise.]

Minato's Mochizuki Ryoji?

[kalakiriya]

[Ryoji blinked in return, tilting his head and bringing a hand up to his chin. He didn't think he'd hear that name in a long time.]

I guess you could call me his in the sense that he's a good friend of mine. You know him, Souji-kun?

[But how? Ryoji hadn't recognized this boy at all, and Ryoji was pretty sure he knew everyone at school. And why would he phrase the question that way in the first place?]

[girlinthemoon]

[If he stares at that dropped snack for more than a minute or two, he'll see a small hand dart out from under the table to grab it.]

[eatsyourscience]

[...

Okay, that merits some investigation.

Souji crouches down beside the table and lifts the cloth to see who's down there.]