The Most Wonderful Party of the Year

[lastfonmasterguardian]

Who: Anyone and everyone!
Where: Cuppa Kupo
When: December 23rd
Summary: It's time for Cuppa Kupo's first annual Christmas Party! The party details are in an OOC post here and an IC post .
Warnings: None! (At the moment, anyway).





[It's the 23rd of December, and, as promised, Kuppa Cupo has opened its doors for the first (and hopefully not last) Christmas/Starlight party!]

[The entire restaurant is decorated for the season, complete with a large tree near the entrance. The ceiling is covered in lights, and the tables all have matching red and green tablecloths. Near the wall, the catering table is packed with food.]

[Even the helper moogles are taking part in the festivities, with many of them wearing elf or santa costumes. Whether you came early to help set up, or arrived fashionably late, enjoy!]

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SET-UP/SHENANIGANS

[lastfonmasterguardian]

Re: SET-UP/SHENANIGANS

[neverfirstclass]

[Cloud is one of the first to arrive, in full Santa garb and a sack slung over his shoulder.]

Ho ho ho! How are you all doing today?

|D

[boomchucka]

[Selphie sidles right up to Cloud and smiles sweetly at him.]

Santa? Do I get my rocket launcher now? I've been a good girl.

Re: |D

[neverfirstclass]

[Cloud leans back a bit, peering suspiciously at Selphie over the rise of his fluffy beard and moustache. He's not so sure she's being absolutely truthful here.]

Like I said, I can't make promises about the rocket launcher, but I promise you'll enjoy the gift you get.

[It's certainly in his power, but he's concerned about what she'll do with it afterwards to get herself on the Naughty list.]

[boomchucka]

[Considering that Cloud was one of the people that Selphie lovingly glitter bombed a couple of weeks ago, he has every right to be suspicious. Honestly though, she's totally intending on firing any and all rockets she may or may not receive at the bad guys.]

Oh? So...

[She goes right up to Cloud and asks for something in a very quiet tone.]

I don't suppose you can reverse Crystal Stasis?

[She gives Cloud a brilliant sunny smile after she asks that question.]

Ah, you don't need to worry about that. It's silly.

[Can you tell that someone is missing her friends, Cloud?]

[unalive_them]

[Ker-WHAM! And knocking open the door with his foot is Deadpool, set up as a... Santa/Ninja job combo?]

Ho-ho-ho! Merry Christmas! Your old friend Waddy Claus has returned at last! I may not be able to give everyone their game-breaking power ups, BUT I have plenty of coal and some chimichangas to give away! And chimichangas are greatest form of friendship. Death Battle-tested, Pinkie Pie approved!

[...what.]

[boomchucka]

[What? Deadpool. Selphie suppresses an urge to facepalm as she marches over to the mercenary and smiles her sweetest, most dangerous smile.]

Deadpool?

[Then Selphie is glaring as she points the butter knife in her hand in his face.]

You cause any sort of trouble at this party that Anise and I have been planning and you are out the door on your butt, you hear me?

[water_meebo]

Please refrain from bringing anything that may cause harm to the party goers if you don't mind.

[ Mikleo replies stepping up behind Selphie. He was composed for the most part. ] We appreciate the assistance and food as well. I am certain it can create all kinds of relationships.

[mindofathief]

[Duster walks in decked out in Santa Claus gear and a concertina beside him, but that will be for later. He sets down the bag by the wall and removes his outer jacket]

Where can I help? The decorations?

[boomchucka]

[Hello person that Selphie has seen around town but never actually met.]

Heya! Can you grab a stack of plates from the back please?

[She's all bubbly and warm smiles as she flits about from table to table with a small centre piece she'd been crafting for the past week.]

[mindofathief]

Got it.

[He slides a hand over his messy hair and retreats to the stack of plates.]

Did you make that?

[shinrasfinest]

[There is only one way that Anise is going to be able to get the ceiling so thoroughly decked with boughs of holly and lights! Help of the tall and strong, if not so necessarily social, kind.

It's before they've started laying tables, of course, when Sephiroth is stood on one of the tables, reaching close to one of the main lights in the middle of the room, in order to get that last section rooted into place so it wouldn't fall on someones head later. Even at his 6-foot 3-something of height, it's a stretch.

Not that it was a bad sight to behold; all drawn out muscles of arms and his vest riding up a little. At least he'd taken his boots off before climbing all over the tables.]

[water_meebo]

[ Mikleo was pretty appreciative to have someone extremely tall around to assist with decorations. Being rather short himself, it was hard to reach the places that Sephiroth could. He'd never really spoken to the man but they were in several confrontations together with bosses and other exploration activities in the past.

He's plenty aware of what a capable fighter this man was on top of his personality. However, beyond what he saw on the surface, he really didn't know much about him. ]

Thank you for assisting us with the set up. It's rather hard to reach the higher places without accidents for Anise, Selphie and Myself.

[shinrasfinest]

[Just that little bit further...

There.

Sephiroth leans his weight more back into the center of the table he's stood on and finally physically relaxes as that last part is as pinned in place as it's going to get. It's not entirely fool-proof since moogles can fly, but it'd take a particularly clumsy -or intent- one to knock it down now.

He flicks his head, dismissing the hair to his bangs out of his line of sight before looking down at Mikleo. A smooth movement later and he lowers himself into sitting on the edge of the table, easier than towering above.]

Right. That's exactly why I offered.

[A small smile, just to take the sharp edge off that which is often perceived in the way that Sephiroth talks to others.]

[unyieldingspirit]

[Not bad at all, although K'pandolu tries not to spend more than a moment or two looking- it doesn't really feel appropriate. Besides, there's still a lot of setting up to do, and so she approaches, peering up at the light.]

Can I offer any help with that?

[shinrasfinest]

[It didn't seem like he was struggling at all until K'pandolu got a little closer.

It seems Sephiroth had gotten himself into a tiny bit of a predicament; that is, he seems to be a pin short and just so happened to look over his shoulder as she asked. If he moves, it's likely that the whole train he's just spent time getting up might fall again, and along with the stretched-way he's reaching, it's all a bit of a balancing act currently.

There is a small pot of flat-headed pins set on the adjacent table, as only a fool would have put it on the table that they would then be climbing on.]

Hm, yes. Could you?

[He can't quite see the pot of pins from where he's standing but hopefully it's not too much of a puzzle.]

kitchen

[dammit_flynn]

[ Since that time of the year, Yuri spent a large amount of time doing plenty of charity work that he probably shouldn't be doing but he did anyway. From the Santa Village to this party, he had been solely working with everyone to bring the best cuisines and pastries.

The kitchen was filled with the smell of curry, and various other types of food from pasta, to sandwiches, and pastries like cookies and brownies.

Yuri didn't mind it and for the exchange of cooking, he was basically able to dress as normally as he could but not indecent. He had a vest on alongside a white button up shirt and some dress pants. His hair was pulled back in a pony tail and the only thing that was festive on him were the Santa Hat and the Red Poinsettia flower that was on his vest. ]

[worstintheworld]

My, that smells wonderful! You made all of this?

[Natalia appeared in search of Anise, but she's not completely surprised to find Yuri here. He knows what he's doing when it comes to cooking, but really, he's outdone himself this time. She lingers in the doorway, not wishing to get underfoot. Given the floor length red formal gown she's wearing, she's definitely not dressed to do any cooking (much to everyone's relief). But even so...]

Is there anything you need help with?

[dammit_flynn]

Yo, Princess! All dressed up I see!

[ He greeted her as he spun around her with a tray. He didn't expect her to come in when she did so he almost ran into her while he was finishing the rush of food for the evening. He was pretty damn proud of his outcomes. She was definitely dressed for the party and not for cooking. Not that he would want her to anyway. She did get better but not good enough to cook for people. He's worried they'd get sick if they ate her cooking. ]

Huh... not entirely sure yet but I'll probably need to set these on the long tables outside so people can serve themselves food. If you don't mind, maybe you can help me take them there?

OTA

[water_meebo]

Wh-Whoaaaa!!!!

[ Someone accidentally tipped himself over accidentally as he was trying to put the wreaths onto the door. Talk about being too short for this kind of labor but he didn't expect to lose his balance while trying to seriously look for a way to hang the wreaths nicely.

Whoever was at the bottom probably just got squished by Mikleo.... oops. ]

[boomchucka]

[Mikleo, do you see your boss sprawled out underneath you being squished like a pancake?

She's tapping his arm to get off her in a hurry.]

Get. Off!

[water_meebo]

[ Jeez, of course she had to be the one that ended up there when he fell. Mikleo quickly pushes himself away from her as he pulled himself back together. ]

S-Selphie? Are you alright?

[ He gave her an apologetic look. ]

[unyieldingspirit]

[she wasn't expecting this at all, and she yelps, trying to support him for a few moments before buckling. At least it's an easier collapse?]

What happened…? Are you all right?

[water_meebo]

S-Sorry!!

[ Mikleo quickly rolls away as he heard the yelp. It's convenient to have someone cushion his fall but Mikleo felt bad about getting them possibly hurt. He pulled himself up to his feet before extending a hand to her. ]

I slipped on the ladder by mistake. I hope you're alright. I'm fine.

[unyieldingspirit]

[K'pandolu arrives with an assortment of cookies and a jam roll, although the latter is yet to be cut up. She's wearing more of a Saint's helper outfit- a red tunic with a scarf, paired with gloves to keep her arms warm.]

Do we have somewhere for these?

[Once that's sorted out, she looks to the decorations, to see what still needs to go out- and ensure there's at least one sprig of mistletoe, for those so inclined.]