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[thefifthmonarch]

... C-christmas. p-party... invitation...

Event Post
::So you're a friend of Noriko's, or a friend of a friend of her's. Well, you've gotten an invite to a Christmas party at her mansion.

If you go, inside the mansion, in a very nice hall: There's punch, themed food, Christmas music. A Christmas Tree. Christmas Cakes. It's all very nice and glittery. And not a sign of the hostess in sight unless you know her. The poor thing is terribly timid tonight.::

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[beastkingnaoma]

Jinn is staring at the cakes. Scratching his chin.

[imajin_all_the]

... Are you really going to eat those? ::Says this with a slight hiss as she comes up from behind you.::

[beastkingnaoma]

"...Why wouldn't I."

[imajin_all_the]

Why would you?

[beastkingnaoma]

"..It's cake."

[imajin_all_the]

Prepared by my mother's chefs.

[beastkingnaoma]

"And?"

[imajin_all_the]

What is the word "Christmas Cake" slang for?

[beastkingnaoma]

"...I think I'll just eat whoever eats the cake."

[imajin_all_the]

... Well I'm not having it.

[beastkingnaoma]

"Well. Good."

[imajin_all_the]

Good. ::Hisses at you.::

[beastkingnaoma]

"nyaeeehhh."

[memoryistime]

You know just going to say.

Cake doesn't eat itself by staring at it.

*oh look who it is, sour as ever and carrying a glass of wine.*

[beastkingnaoma]

"...You should eat it."

[memoryistime]

*takes one look at the cake. and then takes a drink of the wine.*

Nnnnnnno.

I don't like cake, anyway.

[beastkingnaoma]

"Oh right, you like pudding more."

[memoryistime]

*you can tell it took them all of their self-control to not splash the wine onto you*

Oh, shut up. Don't even bring up food.

[beastkingnaoma]

"Why. Tummy Ache?"

He's fingering a half-empty wine bottle.

[memoryistime]

*keeps an obvious distance away from you*

No I'm just currently sick of food.

[beastkingnaoma]

"...What are you edging away for. And why."

[memoryistime]

You've been drinking, haven't you.

[beastkingnaoma]

"No. But I'm about to. Watch."

He picks up the bottle and holds it over his head by the neck, the bottom of the bottle facing down.

Then she swipes his free hand across the bottom of the bottle. Then the bottom falls off, and the rest of the fine empties into his mouth, which he gulps down like some sort of mutant.

"See, NOW I'm dr-oh lordy that was a lot."

[memoryistime]

*is momentarily startled by that, but then just gets angry*

You're really just a moron, aren't you.

[beastkingnaoma]

"Why do you.. whooa, spinning.. say that."