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HOTS CLUB I MEAN HOST CLUB

Who: "Seth" and Voile and YOU
What: HOST CLUB
Where: AE13, on the bottom floor of the student dorms.
When: future-dated a bit to Thursday, 5/16
Warnings: Sexy Nurses and Contests
Warnings redux: dude tag yourself in

Ring ring...

Hello, it's me again~

How's business, pussycat?

Going very well, thank you for asking. That snafu with the production plant under the church put a bit of a bottleneck on the market, but it's not like that's a bad thing. I've already made plenty from it, so no fur off my back. All the chaos in the city is very entertaining.

Ha ha ha, all the better since everyone's pointing fingers at the school now anyway.

I hope you're just as happy on your end.

It is, isn't it.

Yes, how are they going?

That's still a problem? Ugh. What haven't you tried yet?

What if... what about that thing I found under the school?

Yes, that substance it was leaking. I've never seen anything like it before, let alone from a trophy. You still have the samples, don't you?

Yeah.

Oh good.

That sounds promising already~

Tell you what, since you've been working so hard on this, why not give me the prototypes and let me test them out? I have a few targets in mind.

It's Thursday; Graduation/Prom is still a few weeks off but finals are swiftly approaching the students of Smash Academy. Seth has been a busy bee, if not with ~~unscrupulous activities~~ preparing for said finals, then he has been dutifully making Host Club beautiful. More accurately, him and Voile have worked especially hard on this one to help raise money for those suffering from the drug riots and related violence.

Much like any other Host Club session, AE13 has been transformed into something bright, cheery, and very spring-like. Spring has definitely sprung all over the tables and flowery decor here. Food seems to especially be in surplus this session, with tables lining the borders of the room in a sort of buffet style. It's not just cookies, pastries, fruits, or snacks, but there is an entire table dedicated to those with a sweet tooth. (Most are actually not drugged but if you want to have shenanigans, then by all means go for it.) There are still some items exclusive to a menu that necessitate the need for a host/server. Alternatively, you could tell your host to go get stuff at the buffet for you, that is just as practical.

There's surely something here for everyone... and if not, he'll make it happen. As in, he'll make the servers make it happen.

To get this Host Club kicked off, Seth stands, in all his grandiose attire, and clinks a glass with his fork. "If I could have everyone's attention for a moment, please?" Once he has it, he clears his throat.

"First of all, I'd like to welcome you all to this Host Club. Voile and I worked especially hard on it, so thank you for coming. You should know you're not only supporting our efforts but all generous donations and proceedings will go directly to victims afflicted by these recent strings of cruel violence."

"Did you know it was National Nurse's Week last week? I thought it would only be appropriate then to have this Host Club's theme be that of healing--Healing and appreciation for those who work hard to help others, who don't get enough appreciation for their efforts."

"Like poor Rhys! I swear he'd work himself ragged if he gave himself the chance. He needs our love and support, and, if I may direct your attention to our beautiful, charming hostess Voile," Seth waves his hand in the air and points at her, where a well-choreographed spotlight follows up onto the mini-stage erected in the room. "--really, everyone look, she is absolutely stunning in that dress, give her a big round of applause--She will tell you exactly how you can offer a healing hand."

HOST CLUB:
▷ If you want your character to BE SERVED, just sit them down at any table and start making orders.
▷ If you want your character to SERVE, as in you want to put your character in an embarrassing outfit and serve the people sitting at the tables, go right ahead. There are no OOC sign-ups. This session's Host Club's outfit theme is SEXY NURSE. Take your pick of outfit from conservative and modern to increasingly provocative. If you're a server and can't think of any willing/legit reasons why on earth they would be here in a sexy nurse outfit you can assume Seth more or less forced/tricked/convinced/blackmailed your poor unfortunate character into the act.
▷ ONCE YOU PICK server OR served, your character must to stick with it until this Host Club meeting is done, that is the only rule. No escaping, no sneaking out. Seth will CATCH YOU and make you CLEAN DISHES with a TOOTHBRUSH.

HOST CLUB CONTEST:
▶ If you remember how last year's Student/Faculty Auctions went and how the Pokemon Contests work, this may feel familiar. Your character needs to pay a measly $5 entry fee (which will be a charitable donation to help those involved in drug riot incidents) and then they can enter in any of the contest categories; Coolness, Beauty, Cuteness, Intelligence, and Strength. PERFORM your act of [insert category here] and impress everyone! Get creative, use your Smashing Skills and wow the crowd. If you damage the stage or make a mess, Connor and Flint will probably not be happy with you.
▶ As an audience member, you cast your vote by typing a +1 into your subject title (not unlike the auctions with the dollar amounts). That's it! You can vote as many times as you like, just not for multiple times for the same person in the same category (so no +2's or +3's or +9000's). You can, however, vote for the same person once in each category if they are competing in more than one. You can cast a vote for more than one person per category.
▶ Votes will be tallied up OOCly Thursday or Friday, and we will start a new thread to announce the winner.

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Marie felt maybe just a touch less awful when Voile rest her head against his and spoke sweetly to him. Even so, the negativity still hung over him heavily. She could say sorry for putting him through whatever this was all she wanted, but simply being there was only a small part of why he felt so... what was that feeling?

Jealous.

It took a lot of effort to not reply with something incredibly snotty. If it had been a teammate, he might have mumbled it anyway. But he wasn't quite as fearless with how he came off to Voile as he was with his teammates. So he bit his tongue and searched for something nicer to say.

"It's fine," would have to do. Anything else, and he was sure he'd end up saying something he'd regret.

Edited 2013-05-14 08:03 (UTC)

It was weird, at the very least to experience that sensation twice. The odd one that she wasn't really familiar with. Marie wasn't... angry per se, but in the same way she'd paused when she was with Cyrus, she paused with the blue-haired boy as well. And for many moments, she simply eyed him.

What in the world have you to...

It was the dress. It was very clearly the dress. That garnered her so much attention because it was so extravagant in comparison to her normal dress style - which was its own kind of flamboyant. That had to be it. And it wasn't like Voile was completely oblivious to the eyes on her. She just pretended to be because it was easier that way.

Setting her forehead to Marie's, she closed her eyes as she fished for his hands, provided he'd allow her to have them. "This... was unfair of me to ask of you. If you're really unhappy, I don't mind if you want to take off. I'm sorry." And she felt like she couldn't apologise enough.

Selfishly she'd ask him to come. For selfish reasons. Because she wanted to be selfish. It wasn't very kind of her part in hindsight.

Naturally, Marie didn't particularly appreciate being eyed. He avoided eye contact, eyebrows lowered to further show his discomfort. And when she rest her forehead against his, he tipped his head just slightly to one side. He maintained the contact, but kept his eyes completely averted from her's.

When she reached for his hands, he instinctively fidgeted away at first. Reluctantly, though, he let her hold his hands. He was uncomfortably conscious of how clammy his hands were, though, and wished he could have at least dried his palms first.

"It's fine, Voile," he replied. His tone came off much more stern than he had anticipated from himself. Just a touch softer, he added, "Really. I'm not unhappy."

Pursing his lips, he withdrew from her just slightly. He kept their hands together, but Marie was entirely too self-conscious with how close they had been. People were likely to look at them if they stood like that, and Marie really could not want to be looked at any less. He offered her a halfhearted half-smile, though, as if to say sorry.

Speaking of unappreciated eyeballing...

"Voooiiiilllleee~ There you are! I was looking for you, darling." Seth singsonged, sidling up to the couple with little respect for personal space. Certainly, it wasn't on purpose, the blonde was just friendly and in a good mood.

Really, he was in a good mood because he couldn't help but notice other people being miserable! Host Club was excellent for people watching--after he and she got it set up and going, it was like it practically ran itself... especially when there were great heaping handfuls of nurses fretting too and fro doing all the menial work for him now. This left Seth with plenty of time and plenty of people to watch and plenty of opportunities to further his good mood.

"Who's your friend?" He glanced Marie up and down quickly before his eyes widened with realization. "--Marie? Marie, isn't it? Why, you're one of Red's Pokemon, aren't you?"

Then, apparently a second realization. Seth took a little step backwards, red eyes shifting back and forth between the other two Pokemon as he raised a hand over his mouth in mock-apology.

"I didn't interrupt something here, did I?"

There were a plethora of thoughts that crossed Voile's mind when Seth interjected in his polite way. Some that centered around how affectionately he addressed her. Most that led her to an internal struggle of what her first response should have been. And some additional ones that made her realise she had no clue Seth knew who Red was, or Red's Pokemon, for that matter.

If I let go of Marie's hands, he might think I'm trying to hide something. If I keep holding onto them, he'll probably get embarrassed. I guess this is a little too public for us to look like anything. Am I supposed to act like... his girlfriend? Does he want me to? Would he rather me be quiet about it?

Way too many questions and not enough answers.

She stared blankly for more than a few moments and while she didn't actually let go of Marie's hands, she held them loosely. He could make the decision on how he wanted them to portray themselves. She didn't much care about public perception and she didn't mind if others saw her with Marie. Everything subtle she'd done had been for his sake because she had been under the impression he preferred it that way.

But she really felt like she had nothing to hide.

Marie, do you want me to tell him to leave? I'm not sure what I should do.

A brief frown - very brief, at that - and her head tilted. Finally she gave a warm smile to Seth, "I didn't know you and Marie had met." She looked over to Marie with what she hoped was encouragement, "Are you two close?"

And she assumed they weren't. Like Voile, Marie didn't live in Seth's world, but between Gardevoir and Wartortle, the former seemed to fit in said world better.

Unlike Voile, Marie didn't have to think much about if he was going to let go of Voile's hand or not. Almost as soon as Voile's grip loosened, Marie withdrew his from her's and hid both his hands in his pockets. He only looked at Seth for a brief moment before immediately looking elsewhere in the room. His expression likely read troubled more than anything.

"No," he quietly responded to Voile. In fact, Marie couldn't remember meeting Seth before. He'd seen his face on network posts before, but ... had they met? ... Well, whatever.

"Hardly~ I wish I could say we were, but come on--you don't go to this school for years and years without at least recognizing everyone. And Red is something of a celebrity where he's from, isn't that right?"

While Seth liked to disguise the fact he was actually Pokemon, he figured all the human exposure here meant varying legends and celebrities would at least become peripheral knowledge after a while. As a former Rocket, he of course had more than peripheral knowledge, steeped in bitterness and topped off with a grudge as big as his ego.

Everything a bright, friendly smile could conceal. Seth tapped his chin in thought, as if he suddenly doubted his earlier assumption in hopes it might lightly goad the Wartortle.

"Or was that Green? Was Green the big hero?"

She blinked. Voile hadn't even known who Red was until Sonny had started talking about him. But then from what she knew, Red was from... Kanto? Was that the region? She didn't know if he'd ever been to Hoenn, but she'd certainly never heard of him there. On the other hand, in Lilycove, the only place she'd repeatedly graced was the contest hall.

Voile may have been a little sheltered, and that was putting it lightly.

She shook her head at Seth's question, because for once, it was something she actually knew. Bulba had talked with her about it. "No. Red's competition with that region's elite four had him victorious. I heard Green was serving as a gym leader, however."

Glancing over to Marie, she lifted her eyebrows curiously. Then she flashed him the smallest smile. Just to remind him that she was there and she'd not leave him alone with Seth.

As long as Seth was hoping to irritate Marie, he was doing an alright job already. The blond's first impression on the Wartortle- that is, flirting with Voile- hadn't been great to begin with. Suggesting Green had been the hero of Kanto, though... It was as if Seth already knew which buttons to push with Marie. His expression was noticeably more hostile for a brief moment.

"Red prompted Team Rocket to disband for something like 3 years when he was a kid," Marie followed Voile. He settled on looking back at her when she glanced at him. Although he didn't match her smile, his expression did soften just slightly. "And, yeah, Green's just a gym leader or whatever. He didn't have anything to do with what Red did."

A pause. He glanced away from Voile, eyebrows lowered again. The (rarely-seen) bolder side of Marie stepped forward to ask, "So are you two, like, really good friends or something?" The bitterness in his tone was clear enough.

"Ah, yes, it was something like that." Unintended as it might have been, there was also a flash of ire washing over Seth at Marie's words. The Persian had never even seen Red in person in all his time spent under the Rocket's wing, but he grew to despise the human for what he did all the same. That said, it wasn't like Red was a special exception; there were a lot of individuals he hated.

The subject change was taken, gladly. Appreciated better hearing Marie's bitter tone.

"Us?" He parroted innocently, flashing his red eyes to hers. "Well, we've certainly known each other for a while now. Chit-chatted here and there, done a couple of dinners together. You know, that sort of thing."

"So are you two, like, really good friends or something?"

It was hideously awkward. At least on Voile's end. She felt uncomfortable. Mostly because of Marie's... Well, because of how he sounded. He'd made no effort to hide any of it either, so not only did she hear it, she felt it. And like it was with mostly anyone else, it was akin to a physical weight set onto her.

She was admittedly curious as to how Seth would respond. She thought about correcting him. One dinner, she wanted to clarify, but it wasn't such a... big deal. At least she hoped it wouldn't be.

Looking to Marie, she thought about calling him on how he spoke. Yet she didn't. "We've worked together in terms of ideas for his host club and for the contest hall. It's been something of a mutually beneficial advertising opportunity. I'll be helping design apparel for his servers. He's willing to help me really bring attention onto the contest hall."

Edited (Oops. Caught a typo.) 2013-05-19 07:51 (UTC)

A couple of dinners? Marie knew about Voile's relationship with Sonny, but she'd neglected to say anything about Seth. Who she had apparently had a "couple of dinners" with. Perhaps it was the fact that Marie couldn't say he'd taken Voile to any dinners at all that made him so jealous to hear that. Or maybe he would have been dissatisfied with Seth's answer no matter how he replied.

When Voile answered, Marie surprisingly met her eyes. Her expression was hard to read, but he kept looking at her as long as she spoke. When she referenced she was helping to design the servers outfits, he couldn't help glancing around the room, though. He looked back at Voile with his eyebrows raised. Were the sexy nurse outfits your idea, Voile?

"I see," he replied curtly. His posture tensed and he continued to bite back uncalled for comments. A very quiet, "Okay," followed an empty pause, and he let his gaze fall away from Voile again.

"Yes, she's really been marvelous, extremely helpful." Seth continued to pile on compliments for the sake of further aggravating Marie. Obviously it was working.

"She's got a lot of incredible ideas. I think we bounce off each other very well, wouldn't you say?"

It was too much. More than she could actually handle. And that meant putting a foot down where it was necessary.

"That's enough," she began. Eying Seth for a moment, she rubbed at her cheek shyly. "You flatter me in excess."

Except what to say afterwards? Ah. A good way to distract them from the current topic. By bringing it back to the beginning. "You said you were looking for me. What is it? Do I need to take care of something?"

"Mmmmm..." Seth stalled, appearing as though he was putting serious consideration into whatever lie he was about to feed her. Truth be told he came over here to bother them just for the sake of bothering them, and he ultimately decided that would be the most amusing option.

"...This is actually terribly embarrassing," He frowned and ran a hand over the back of his neck sheepishly, "but I can't seem to remember now! I'm sure it'll come back to me in a moment. I do apologize."

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