entrancelogs | + Now the Jingle Hop has begun [OPEN] +

Who: Everyone [OPEN]
Where The Ballroom
When: December 18th, 6PM-midnight (oocly however long you want to keep logging)
Rating: Well gosh, that really depends on you folks and how you behave, doesn’t it? I’m going to tentatively guess PG-13 though.
Summary: The mansion's decided to throw you all a party out of the goodness of its heart. You know, if it has one. This is the open log for the Jingle Bell Rock portion of the event!
the Story:

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air.

What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet
That's the jingle bell,
That's the jingle bell,
That's the jingle bell rock.

The ballroom is decorated extravagantly for the occasion, with all of the same sorts garland and holly and lights covering the rest of the mansion, at the moment. There is another tree at the far side of the room as well, though not nearly the size of the one in the front hall, decorated in a very classy white. From the ceiling, fake snow is falling from somewhere that can’t quite be seen, but it does not seem to gather on the floor more than a flake or two.

There are tables with chairs to one side, near a table filled with delicious food and beverages of all kinds, from wine to wassail to eggnog and more. The rest of the space is reserved for dancing.

We could tell you that the mansion is going to force you to dance forever and ever or something, perhaps until your feet fall off, but we won’t. Gosh, you’re all so suspicious. I mean really. The party-goers may wonder at first, some entering very suspicious of the mansion’s intentions, but it will quickly become apparent that for once…for once, it doesn’t seem to be a trap.

So giddy-up, jingle horse, pick up your feet and jingle around the clock. You can even go mix and mingle in the jingling feet. That’s the Jingle Bell Rock!

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"I told you to come."

Ryohei took a swallow of his drink and cocked his head at Hibari, uncomprehending. It was easier to accept it than to ask more questions, though.

"We'll go in a little while."

[Hibari glowers but wraps his arms around Ryohei's free one. Don't think you're getting away from him... but they're in public. And this is deplorable on that level. adlsjcnfaleriuhfaksjdnakjdlkaskudhfaaskd only Ryohei could make life this irritating. You are receiving the pout of the century.]

Ryohei looks sideways at him as he finishes his drink. What is this strange behavior?

"I bet Seimei's here! Want to go find him?"

"Why would I want to associate with him in public like this?"

As far as Hibari knew, only Ryohei and very few others knew he was with him and he liked it that way. He did he best to look disinterested in Ryohei as well while still clinging to him.

"Like this?" Ryohei looks pointedly at the way his arm has been taken hostage. "I can extremely see how that would give you away."

And make you look like a total girl.

Hibari scowls at him and lets go to punch him in the chest. Ends up wrapped around his arm again, though. He could lose you in this crowd, you know.

"Why do you even want to be here? You're not the formal attire sort."

"I like seeing my friends to the extreme!"

"You see them all the time."

"Not all in one place!"

"We live all in one place. This is just an annoying event of forced socialization. You're better off with just your communicator or bumping in to each other."

"Maybe you are."

"Maybe you're ridiculous."

He laughs at that. "Maybe."

Wandering away from food now.

Hibari goes with him, dragging his feet. Resiting~

"Where are you going?"

"I want to look around!"

"I don't."

And obviously, what he wants trumps all else.

"I keep telling you you don't have to stay."

"Then let's go."

"Why do we both have to go or stay?"

"Because I'm the one who makes the decisions."

"Even though we're still here?" Because clearly you did not make THAT decision, Hibari.

Hibari glares at him. He tugs him hard back.

"Let's go."

"But it's fun!" He lets himself be dragged a bit, though.

"No." It's not fun.

He is going to leave with you now.

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