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high_seas2014-02-07 12:36 pm
hostclubshadowking) wrote in high_seas2014-02-07 12:36 pm
Welcome to the Host Club
Who: Absolutely anyone
What: The Host Club is open for business!
Where: Antoinette, currently docked at Isla Empieza
When: February 7th - 14th (+ additional dates for crew members)
Style: Whatever you want
Status: Mostly open, some sections closed to crew members
Warnings: None. Will add if necessary.
Loans have been issued, furniture has been supplied, and food had been bought.
The deck of the Antoinette is plainly decorated. There are a few rugs about, but, for the most part, small tables are arranged with couches and chairs. Platters of food are waiting, mostly sandwiches and sweets. Little snacks. There's plenty of hot water kept on hand, too, for tea or commoner's instant coffee.
The Host Club are looking their best, even though their best might be a little more ragged than they would otherwise appear.
Posters have been put up around town, advertising the opening of the Royal Host Club, specifying the Antoinette's location, and disclosing the offer of refreshments.
On the 13th, things will only get more interesting when a bowl of candy appears overnight and adds to the Host Club experience.
(Please feel free to specify dates for interactions in the subheadings below and make your own subheadings if there's something else you want to see.)
What: The Host Club is open for business!
Where: Antoinette, currently docked at Isla Empieza
When: February 7th - 14th (+ additional dates for crew members)
Style: Whatever you want
Status: Mostly open, some sections closed to crew members
Warnings: None. Will add if necessary.
Loans have been issued, furniture has been supplied, and food had been bought.
The deck of the Antoinette is plainly decorated. There are a few rugs about, but, for the most part, small tables are arranged with couches and chairs. Platters of food are waiting, mostly sandwiches and sweets. Little snacks. There's plenty of hot water kept on hand, too, for tea or commoner's instant coffee.
The Host Club are looking their best, even though their best might be a little more ragged than they would otherwise appear.
Posters have been put up around town, advertising the opening of the Royal Host Club, specifying the Antoinette's location, and disclosing the offer of refreshments.
On the 13th, things will only get more interesting when a bowl of candy appears overnight and adds to the Host Club experience.
(Please feel free to specify dates for interactions in the subheadings below and make your own subheadings if there's something else you want to see.)
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But then he saw it. He saw Tamaki's mind working, waited for everything to process, to hear the acknowledgement of what he actually said. But... no. No, like usual, Tamaki was in his own world. Hearing, seeing, and thinking only what he wanted.
Kyouya stared at him. Gaze perfectly level. He knew how to pretend.
Pretend his back wasn't against the wall. Pretend this wasn't an accusation he'd always feared having to answer. Pretend he was something he wasn't. Pretend he wasn't something he was.
Thankfully, the act came as a second nature. What he presented. What he wanted everyone to see.
His shoulders drew back a bit, his head cocked slightly. Not Kyouya, not the Shadow King, not the vice-president. Just the third son of the Otori family.]
Your delusions [his voice was beyond calm; it was pure ice] get more and more ridiculous, Tamaki.
[Lash out. Hurt rather than be hurt.]
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[But what else are kisses for? They're meant to be a show of affection. That's how it is. Right?]
2/3
[Tamaki looked at him a little more seriously than he did before. Was this a joke for Kyouya?]
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[Sharp and cold. His best defences were his walls of ice. He could protect himself this way, and there were things that couldn't happen. Thoughts he couldn't humor.
And this was one of them. Probably the biggest one.]
You're delusional.
Like I said -- my tea was tampered with.
[You know what? No. No, he's not playing this game. Not doing this.
So, he just draws himself fully up.]
I'm sure Honey-senpai would be glad to explain.
[And with that? He walks around the table and out the door. Measured strides, careful not to hurry, only clenching his first to keep calm as he headed for his cabin.]
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It was just supposed to be a joke!...there were some candies leftover...and...
[The rest, as they say, is history]
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[While Kyouya stood up, he made his way back to the table to check Kyouya's tea.
How did he do that without Kyouya noticing.]2/3
It was a joke...
[Yes. Just like what they did to each other the past 48 hours.]
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Yes. The only way that Kyouya would ever be that affectionate towards Tamaki was if it was someone tricking Kyouya to do it. Because he'd gain no merit from such actions.]
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[THANK GOD IT WASN'T HIM HOLY SHIT KYOUYA IS TERRIFYING]
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[This was supposed to be a good thing!]