fill my heart with song and let me sing forever more

[innocentloveholic]

[ ...Apparently there was still paper left over from writing questions + her flyers, because now over the rules in every room there's another flyer taped up:



Those sure are your lovely hosts for the evening. Regardless, heading to the foyer at the appointed time will net you the lovely sight of the foyer walls being covered in make-shift party streamers—toilet paper, actually, masterfully twirled and hung up by Ferid himself.

Also, the clock is absolutely draped with the stuff too. A good time was had in setting this up the hour before the party so no one'd ruin it.

As promised, there's a table with food! Tons of it, of all different kinds, including vegetarian (if we have any of those here). It's generally dinner stuff, but there's a table set aside particularly for a build-your-own-parfait bar. As far as refreshments go, it's water, tea, coffee, and ~*~HOT CHOCOLATE~*~!! Most of it's made by Cilan—the parfait is definitely the fault of your lovely lady host, though.

There's also a sheet with questions set aside, so be sure to pick it up! And remember: if you can't think if why your character'd come, Aligula's the type to make good on her word of dragging them/convincing them. Basically, don't sweat the small stuff. Even free food is a good reason.

Most importantly, mingle and have fun; that's what this party is for after all! Get to know each other and FIND YOUR SOULMATE!!! ]

Comments

[flagitate]

[ That's so creepy coming from you? ]

Cheese and bread. With blackberries and basil leaves.

[seventhprogenitor]

[He's going to call her Kitty.]

That sounds oddly delicious for something so simple. Could you really eat it forever?

[flagitate]

[ Please do not, says Katniss, but please do. ]

Yeah. Especially if it's cheese my sister makes.

[seventhprogenitor]

[Kitty.]

What's your sister like? I have no siblings of my own, though I suppose that's fairly evident... so I like to hear about others'.

[flagitate]

[ why are you like this. ]

She's... the best person in District Twelve. Will always be the best person. She's a lot gentler than I'll ever be. She's good with animals. She knows how to calm people down. She doesn't hunt, because she doesn't like hurting animals. But she makes good cheese.

[seventhprogenitor]

[look at him. that's why.]

So you're hard to protect her. I can see why you'd be harsh to others, to protect yourself and the ones you cherish.

[... Like, he'll still poke at her about it, but he sees why.]

What's her name?

[flagitate]

Yeah.

[ ... He gets it. Weirdly enough. That's more than bizarre. ]

Primrose. Prim, for short.

[seventhprogenitor]

[He's had two thousand years to learn this and that. Humanity was his favorite thing to study and live around.]

What a lovely name. Primrose and Katniss.

[...]

Have any other flora friends?

[flagitate]

[ Ha, ha. ]

Not that I know of.

Her cat's name is Buttercup, though.

[seventhprogenitor]

[He can't not be a little bit of an asshole, okay, but at least it's just a harmless tease this time.]

Mmm. If you ever talk to our host, you should ask him about his cat -- she was mild tempered, though he wouldn't tell me any more than that! [Because he didn't ask.] I've never been good with pets myself, so I couldn't think of much to talk about with it, so maybe you'll have more luck.

[flagitate]

[ Oh. ]

I'm not good with cats. [ She pauses. ] Buttercup hates me just as much as I hate him.

[seventhprogenitor]

[Aw.]

What a shame. Is he the kind of cat that's only friendly to your sister?

[or is it your attitude's fault]

[flagitate]

... Yeah.

[ that's a goddamn lie but she's not about to admit that Buttercup likes everyone but her. ]