[D7 LE] Information Event: Night of the Dread Pageant RP thread

[Susumu Yakumo]

"Hmm. What should we toast for?" Mineichi mused, tilting his head to the side. "For dreams? For Lord Moon? For health?" he offered, curious to hear what Yakumo thought on the matter. "Or something else?"

"One would have expected that the Imperial houses might have something like this. Where did they drag you?" he as asked, bringing the straw of his drink to his lips. "I am under the impression that you went through quite a tour. An uncouth Yasuki might have referred to her regime as 'milking', but Mineichi had enough tact to avoid that particular word, all things considered, even if his gaze dropped for a moment before he regained his composure, the usually nonchalant magistrate distracted for a moment.

"Hmmm," the elongated fingertips touched her mask in thought. "To dreams. And the many dreams that exist on this world - of wealth, of fame, of romance, and of course passions." It felt the most fitting and poetic for an event like this.

With the toast made, she managed to guide the straw through the decorative holes in her mask to take a sip, although she was careful of the amount. Tonight would be a bad night to get wasted like she did at the sake-launch party.

"The Imperials absolutely adore the pageantry and throwing expensive parties - but they to pretend more that theirs are prim and proper in comparison. Even the Otomo would be bashful in the presence of such... decadence," she couldn't say outright sin or debauchery. "All over the place, really," Yakumo sighed, recalling the tour schedule. "Most of the major worlds of each clan, some Minor Clans too, They did like to get political with their choices though, as you know Imperials like to do to ruffle feathers where they can." Such as choosing a less important world for a clan they weren't too keen on showing favor to.

"You know how politics can be, mhm? The Rabbit has no doubt been pushed around too by others to suit their plans?"

[Asahina Hinata]

"Manual-san..?" Rei was beginning to piece everything together. Well, more or less.

He tilted his head regarding Hinata curiously. "Tell me, uh, Stormclad-san. Why is it Manual-san and Couturier-sama? How did you determine their rank?" Rei's lips curled up at the corners, amused by this line of conversation.

The unimpressed Orochi continued to be unimpressed. It's voice did not match the expression in any way whatsoever.

"Oh well Couturier-samaaaa is so well versed in the ups and downs of fashion and the trends of the Empire that he has to be of higher rank. Then Manual-san is just a guide and he tripped me . . . twice. Definitely a low, servant type."

[Bayushi Mineichi]

"Hmmm," the elongated fingertips touched her mask in thought. "To dreams. And the many dreams that exist on this world - of wealth, of fame, of romance, and of course passions." It felt the most fitting and poetic for an event like this.

With the toast made, she managed to guide the straw through the decorative holes in her mask to take a sip, although she was careful of the amount. Tonight would be a bad night to get wasted like she did at the sake-launch party.

"The Imperials absolutely adore the pageantry and throwing expensive parties - but they to pretend more that theirs are prim and proper in comparison. Even the Otomo would be bashful in the presence of such... decadence," she couldn't say outright sin or debauchery. "All over the place, really," Yakumo sighed, recalling the tour schedule. "Most of the major worlds of each clan, some Minor Clans too, They did like to get political with their choices though, as you know Imperials like to do to ruffle feathers where they can." Such as choosing a less important world for a clan they weren't too keen on showing favor to.

"You know how politics can be, mhm? The Rabbit has no doubt been pushed around too by others to suit their plans?"

"To dreams then." Mineichi raised his glass, softly clinking it against Yakumo's. The drinks were served from tall, wide based glasses, each individually hand made, each just a little bit different from others as if intended to drive certain sorts of people insane. The Scorpion thrived in chaos and whomever had made the order for the glasses was among those who enjoyed watch others squirm in pain. Chances were that the whole masquerade had been planned to annoy a particularly pedantic Scorpion peer with both the glasses and drinks of various colors. "May you find all of those, hopefully." he offered carefully, not quite sure he could offer her romance. "We have passion for all those things - dreams, romance and wealth." Mineichi added with a chuckle. "Just look around you." Splendor and opulence surrounded them, many of the costumes worth dozens of koku.

"Mhmmh. I suppose one might expect something like that." Mineichi frowned behind his mask, taking a sip from his drink. "One might say that Otomo do cannot - or do not how to enjoy finer things in life." There was a brief pause, Mineichi smiling softly as he gauged her reaction. "Princess, the parties we offer for the off-worlders are rather bashful in comparison to what happens behind the curtains in some places, given the right circumstances." He left rest up to her imagination, knowing that she would likely conjure scenery far more debauched than he could ever describe. "Sounds like you spent a good while on transit then? How did you not get bored of all the sitting?"

"Rabbit has a reputation to shield him a little, yes. Sitting besides Kingfisher helps too. Many have ambitions, few dare to upset the iridescent fisher." Mineichi explained. "Some of it is the usual tug and pull. You cannot make gains, unless you are willing to yield, yes?"

[Kuni Koyuki]

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Eyes going wide like someone had just suddenly walked in wearing nothing Koyuki's attention plastered on both of the women speaking in a foreign language she could not hope to comprehend. Not even looking away when one of the servers came by offering drinks, just extending her hand and claiming one without breaking eye contact from these two. Drinking generously as Sumie backs away and hisses at her. Koyuki's brow knitting in all sorts of confusion and wonder.

"Oh. I get it. It's like a game?"

[Kuni Sumie]

Eyes going wide like someone had just suddenly walked in wearing nothing Koyuki's attention plastered on both of the women speaking in a foreign language she could not hope to comprehend. Not even looking away when one of the servers came by offering drinks, just extending her hand and claiming one without breaking eye contact from these two. Drinking generously as Sumie backs away and hisses at her. Koyuki's brow knitting in all sorts of confusion and wonder.

"Oh. I get it. It's like a game?"

"Uggh!" Lady Beatorisu Asuta would groan at the other Kuni with a roll of her eyes. It was obvious that her kin wasn't going to get her. After several centuries of not putting the Shadowlands in their place was going to put some disconnect in the Kuni. Koyuki was better than that other Kuni, at least. Only slightly.

"It's not like a game!" She would say while breaking her character, or rather her stack of impressive titles and stats. "It's a lifestyle. I live and breathe for Edge of Darkness. Whatever, you're clueless. Maybe you should read a book one day? Not fifth edition though, that version can go straight to Jigoku."

[Susumu Yakumo]

"To dreams then." Mineichi raised his glass, softly clinking it against Yakumo's. The drinks were served from tall, wide based glasses, each individually hand made, each just a little bit different from others as if intended to drive certain sorts of people insane. The Scorpion thrived in chaos and whomever had made the order for the glasses was among those who enjoyed watch others squirm in pain. Chances were that the whole masquerade had been planned to annoy a particularly pedantic Scorpion peer with both the glasses and drinks of various colors. "May you find all of those, hopefully." he offered carefully, not quite sure he could offer her romance. "We have passion for all those things - dreams, romance and wealth." Mineichi added with a chuckle. "Just look around you." Splendor and opulence surrounded them, many of the costumes worth dozens of koku.

"Mhmmh. I suppose one might expect something like that." Mineichi frowned behind his mask, taking a sip from his drink. "One might say that Otomo do cannot - or do not how to enjoy finer things in life." There was a brief pause, Mineichi smiling softly as he gauged her reaction. "Princess, the parties we offer for the off-worlders are rather bashful in comparison to what happens behind the curtains in some places, given the right circumstances." He left rest up to her imagination, knowing that she would likely conjure scenery far more debauched than he could ever describe. "Sounds like you spent a good while on transit then? How did you not get bored of all the sitting?"

"Rabbit has a reputation to shield him a little, yes. Sitting besides Kingfisher helps too. Many have ambitions, few dare to upset the iridescent fisher." Mineichi explained. "Some of it is the usual tug and pull. You cannot make gains, unless you are willing to yield, yes?"

"Likewise," underneath her mask, Yakumo smirked, and it reflected some in her eyes.

Her eyes rolled a bit, but with good humor it seemed. "Oh, you have no idea how much sitting was done. At least it's time I can spend working mostly - and when not doing that, I can watch some in-flight movies, or catch up on other artists." She summarized it pretty neatly, as she figured he wouldn't be too terribly interested in the details of how she passed the time in-transit.

"Hmm." She took another sip of her drink, those armored fingers playing delicately with the straw as she did. "That is true, yes... as it is with many things in life. It can be a fun challenge to make the other one yield too, of course."

[Usagi Rei]

The unimpressed Orochi continued to be unimpressed. It's voice did not match the expression in any way whatsoever.

"Oh well Couturier-samaaaa is so well versed in the ups and downs of fashion and the trends of the Empire that he has to be of higher rank. Then Manual-san is just a guide and he tripped me . . . twice. Definitely a low, servant type."

Rei chuckled. "That makes sense." He said, sounding mildly surprised. It actually did make a certain amount of sense, once you accepted the basic logic if it.

He pulled his mask down over his face. "Well. So. Tripping you twice. I hope Manual-san received some demerits in his personal file for that. That seems fair." Rei nodded as though this, too, made total sense.

[Asahina Hinata]

Rei chuckled. "That makes sense." He said, sounding mildly surprised. It actually did make a certain amount of sense, once you accepted the basic logic if it.

He pulled his mask down over his face. "Well. So. Tripping you twice. I hope Manual-san received some demerits in his personal file for that. That seems fair." Rei nodded as though this, too, made total sense.

"Oh I didn't think of that."

He mentally filed away that he needed to put some demerits in the stochastic couturier machine's manual.

"So who what is Hare-amono?"

[Usagi Rei]

"Oh I didn't think of that."

He mentally filed away that he needed to put some demerits in the stochastic couturier machine's manual.

"So who what is Hare-amono?"

Rei tilted his head, looking at Hinata. "Do you remember, when we met? The night of the festival? When the names of all those heroes of old were being yelled?" He waited a moment for Hinata to hopefully remember. "If so, you might have heard Bayushi Aramoro."

Then he went on. "Bayushi Aramoro is a Scorpion hero from long ago. I read a little bit about him in the MCA archives. Not much on him for how often his name showed up." Rei shrugged.

[Bayushi Mineichi]

"Likewise," underneath her mask, Yakumo smirked, and it reflected some in her eyes.

Her eyes rolled a bit, but with good humor it seemed. "Oh, you have no idea how much sitting was done. At least it's time I can spend working mostly - and when not doing that, I can watch some in-flight movies, or catch up on other artists." She summarized it pretty neatly, as she figured he wouldn't be too terribly interested in the details of how she passed the time in-transit.

"Hmm." She took another sip of her drink, those armored fingers playing delicately with the straw as she did. "That is true, yes... as it is with many things in life. It can be a fun challenge to make the other one yield too, of course."

"Yet, I can only imagine the tedium. Ship crews hardly make the best company. I remember this one trip to Rekishi - we took a Lion ship, just to be safe. Well. Let's say Lion sailors are even more dour than their courtiers and well, I am sure you've met some of them." Herbalist chuckled, shaking his head. "I can only imagine how it might be, being stuck on a ship with bunch of Otomo and Seppun."

"Well, there's that too. Work's better on pillows than in courts, but yes." he added with a smirk, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Speaking of pillows, should you win the wager, I am sure we can find something comfortable to sit on."

[Asahina Hinata]

Rei tilted his head, looking at Hinata. "Do you remember, when we met? The night of the festival? When the names of all those heroes of old were being yelled?" He waited a moment for Hinata to hopefully remember. "If so, you might have heard Bayushi Aramoro."

Then he went on. "Bayushi Aramoro is a Scorpion hero from long ago. I read a little bit about him in the MCA archives. Not much on him for how often his name showed up." Rei shrugged.

"Oh!"

Rei could possibly hear the cogs turning.

"So like that Soshyushi Sho-Sho person?"

[Hotaru Sakura]

An ancient samurai dressed in courtly garb stepped onto the scene, white patches and points placed on their (okay, her) clothes in a weird pattern, wearing a wolf mask.

They (she) sipped something light and low on booze content for now.

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[Miya Nishida]

“Thank you.” She inserted the straw into her drink and took a grateful sip under her mask. “Oh, clearly of life. After all, you helped me gain this critical nectar of life. A butterfly can only be grateful.”

A muffled chuckle came from under the mask, "Then your judgment shall be to drink with me, it would be a pleasure to learn more about the enchanting butterfly lady" he said and bowed slightly, of course with the straw still half sticking out of the mask,... at least it was a noble bow.

[Kitsune Kiyoshi]

Dream walked through the crowd with no particular destination in mind. Simply waiting for what may come.

[Usagi Rei]

"Oh!"

Rei could possibly hear the cogs turning.

"So like that Soshyushi Sho-Sho person?"

Rei considered that for a few moments. "Yes." He finally said. It was easier than trying to explain.

Reaching out, he snagged a drink from a passing tray, making sure it was one that wasn't loaded with stims. "Drink, Stormdragon-san?" He asked, nodding towards the tray, the waiter stopping.

[Susumu Sumiko]

Sumiko, dressed up for the occasion, wandered around with a smirk. This was such a weird party but she loved the idea!

Now if only she knew who the cat belonged to...

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[Susumu Yakumo]

"Yet, I can only imagine the tedium. Ship crews hardly make the best company. I remember this one trip to Rekishi - we took a Lion ship, just to be safe. Well. Let's say Lion sailors are even more dour than their courtiers and well, I am sure you've met some of them." Herbalist chuckled, shaking his head. "I can only imagine how it might be, being stuck on a ship with bunch of Otomo and Seppun."

"Well, there's that too. Work's better on pillows than in courts, but yes." he added with a smirk, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Speaking of pillows, should you win the wager, I am sure we can find something comfortable to sit on."

"Well... Lion," she said, and that single word just summarized perfectly all her feelings on that particular clan. A chuckle punctuated it quite well too. "I'm sure some of them have good hair, or a wonderful personality. I just wonder where the Lion are hiding them." Oh right. It wasn't Sadane night. "As for the Imperials, I find them perfectly fine. A tad dull, but nothing offensive." Perhaps she was not too keen on badmouthing her sponsors, or those serving the throne more directly.

This time there was some noticeable red color to her pale skin as she caught that mischievous look in his eyes. "You are most kind to keep my comfort and pleasure in mind so."

[Asahina Hinata]

Rei considered that for a few moments. "Yes." He finally said. It was easier than trying to explain.

Reaching out, he snagged a drink from a passing tray, making sure it was one that wasn't loaded with stims. "Drink, Stormdragon-san?" He asked, nodding towards the tray, the waiter stopping.

Predictably the new 'shineh' distracted Hinata from his previous thoughts, but as Soshyushi Sho-Sho had come up on at least two different days now, you could be sure he'd come back to it.

"Oh, yes please!"

He deposited his mostly empty glass on the tray and acquired a new one. The unimpressed Orochi mask then looked at Rei, but you could imagine the blank stare of patient waiting it's wearer wore underneath.

[Ide Yamako]

“Thank you.” She inserted the straw into her drink and took a grateful sip under her mask. “Oh, clearly of life. After all, you helped me gain this critical nectar of life. A butterfly can only be grateful.”

A muffled chuckle came from under the mask, "Then your judgment shall be to drink with me, it would be a pleasure to learn more about the enchanting butterfly lady" he said and bowed slightly, of course with the straw still half sticking out of the mask,... at least it was a noble bow.

She chuckled. “But one must be careful when you try to catch a butterfly. Gentleness is required to not lose what you hope to gain.”

[Usagi Rei]

Predictably the new 'shineh' distracted Hinata from his previous thoughts, but as Soshyushi Sho-Sho had come up on at least two different days now, you could be sure he'd come back to it.

"Oh, yes please!"

He deposited his mostly empty glass on the tray and acquired a new one. The unimpressed Orochi mask then looked at Rei, but you could imagine the blank stare of patient waiting it's wearer wore underneath.

Rei pulled up his mask, revealing smiling lips. He started to bring the drink to them, but then paused. Slowly he turned, looking at Hinata. Or rather, the Stormdragon. Staring. And underneath the mask, probably staring.

"Uh..." Rei cleared his throat. "What's up, Stormdragon-san?" He resisted the urge to see if there was something behind him.