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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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She blinked when she heard her favourite echidna. And when she turned, she was all smiles for him. Voile wasn't just representing herself tonight. She was representing Seth and his host club as well. That meant looking the part and acting the part. In other words, being that 'exquisite' and 'refined' creature Seth had flattered her with.

"Hello!" she greeted him, characteristically chipper. "I'm very pleased with how everything was put together. Seth has put a lot of work into this one. It's such... It's overwhelming to be a part of it, but I'm very happy."

Then she leaned over to him for a better look, "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"You kidding? I'm definitely enjoying myself. The food is great and everyone seems to be in a real good mood." he replied with a grin. Considering his time spent in the city lately and the tense feelings all around, this was like an oasis in the desert, or an island in the storm. Just what the doctor ordered, if Knuckles trusted doctors enough to ever go to one.

"I'm sure you both put a lot of work in, though - don't sell yourself short! Looking forward to the contests, too. I'm entering in the strength category, naturally."

Don't sell herself short. Except she hadn't done much. It was true that flowers as a theme had been her idea. But Seth was the one who expanded on it and turned it into what it truly was. When she thought about it like that, hand at her chin and all, she genuinely thought the Persian was rather amazing.

Smiling sheepishly, she couldn't think of a more graceful way to respond that didn't make it sound like she was deprecating herself. It seemed easier just to take the compliments and roll with them. Water off a duck's back...?

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to have introduced the contest hall tonight. I'm so thankful for all of your help, Knuckles. Once again, you're my saviour. Always coming to my rescue." She shook her head and laughed quietly. "I do believe you'll find me in the audience. I can't just sit out and let the rest of you have fun. You can consider my vote yours."

He flushed a little at her comments - he had a pretty big soft spot where she was concerned, so, the praise was more than welcome.

"Just doin' my part. I can move stuff around and build things and do repairs and whatnot, but it's your vision that really brought it all together." he said, doing precisely what he'd told her not to do not ten seconds ago. "But hey, thanks for your vote in advance - though, if someone who really IS stronger than me shows up, I won't feel bad if your vote goes their way. I got somethin' fun planned either way."

"My vision," she echoed with a bit of a shy smile. "I guess so." And he wasn't really wrong. She was mostly compelled by her passion for the contest hall. There was something explicitly nice about being able to see it finally be a success. But that still wouldn't have happened without him.

Then she raised an eyebrow at him, "You really think I'd pick someone over you? I mean, I'd have to know them, honestly. I'm not going to vote for anyone I don't know. And you always seem to be carrying stuff for me. Strong, if you ask me, seems to encompass you."

"You guess so? C'mon. You know so. No way it woulda come together the way it did without you managing things. It's great and I'm real proud to be able to say I had a hand in it."

And he was - It looked fantastic and it was definitely something anyone would be proud to have helped with.

"Well - You're not wrong! Strength is my defining feature. And I don't THINK there's anyone stronger'n me is gonna enter. But... y'know. If it happens, I'm not gonna hold it against anyone for giving away their votes. That's why it's a contest, right?"

"Managing things, I would say that," Voile tried to explain. "But thank you for such a high regard of me." Even though she thought it was too kind considering Seth at the helm was really what made it successful. She might have been pretty, sure, but Seth had something she didn't.

And even she was a victim to it.

"Yes, this is true." She nodded in agreement with him. "I have a hard time believing anyone would have the guts to go up against you, though."

"Hey, I certainly don't wanna discourage other contenders! You never push yourself if no-one tries to match up. Still - I'm gonna do my best to win. Like I said, I got something fun lined up. I think you'll approve."

"Trying to impress me?"

She eyed him with amusement and fingered her chin. Shooting him a sly smile, "As if you've not had my attention this entire time. You really have no need to win my approval for anything."

"Maybe I don't have a need to - doesn't mean I don't enjoy trying anyhow." Knuckles replied with a chuckle. "I'm just an incurable show-off, I guess!"

"With me, you mean."

Folding her arms over her chest, she didn't bother to hide her smile from him. "You seem to like getting my eye. I think it's cute, actually. But then, I've known you to be cute from time to time. Maybe I should start trying to impress you in return."

"Especially with you." he replied with a nod and a small laugh. "Sure - I don't mind you givin' it a try. I mean, I'm usually pretty impressed with you to begin with so you're setting yourself up with a challenge."

Oh. Did he admit that or is he teasing me?

She eyed him for a few moments with silent contemplation and then she blinked in surprise. "You're impressed with me? And just what is so impressive about me?" No really. She probably could have used some ego inflation.

"What's not to be impressed with? You always look great, you've got about the sweetest personality I ever came across, and you're really smart. C'mon. You kidding me?" he replied, reaching his elbow up a little to bump hers gently. "You already know all this, I'm sure."

"You know, it seems you are just intrigued by my appearance, because I feel and believe I'm rather average for a Gardevoir."

And she had a feeling he was going to argue against that. It seemed like something he would do. She looped her arm around his with a smile, "What I know is that I'm an empath and perhaps too modest. I wouldn't call it impressive."

"Look, most folks don't want to admit they're impressive. People who're willing to stick up their hand and say 'Hey, I'm pretty great' are few n far between and people who can say it and be accurate are even fewer n further between. But, sometimes you've gotta just trust the folks around you when they tell you you're impressive. And you know I'd never lie to you. Not in my nature."

Yes, he was more than willing to deflect her modesty with his own honesty. She'd asked him, after all.

"But look, I could talk about it all day and chances are high you're not gonna change your mind. That's fine. Let's just go getcha something to drink and make sure you're staying hydrated, huh?"

"Yeah, I know."

Knuckles was always truthful if she had to describe him as something. She liked his honesty, though. It meant she could rely on him. It meant that he'd be her support and while she might not have expected him to often hear her out, just knowing she had him at her back was good enough. At least for the time being.

"You sound like Bulba, did you know that?" Voile laughed a little. "When he saw me moving all over the place and checking on him, he asked if he could get me something to drink. Do I look like I'm not drinking enough or something? Maybe you guys are just afraid I'm going to overwork myself."

"Hey, Bulba's a smart guy. He knows how important proper hydration is. It's easy to let your hydration slip when you're real busy. Can cause fainting, dizzy spells, nausea. Bulba plays football so he knows how important it is."

He walked her to the refreshment tables, intending to make sure she had at least a little something to drink.

"What can I get you?"

"I didn't know he played sports..." But then Voile wasn't that close to Bulba either. She cared about him and wanted to get to know him better, but... They both needed more time to do precisely that.

"I guess that's a good point, though. If I get too preoccupied and forget to drink anything, I guess it'd end up being a really silly spectacle. Seth wouldn't be letting me help anymore, that's for sure." She scratched at her cheek shyly.

"Uhm... Why don't you surprise me? I'll drink anything you'll give me."

"Really? Yeah - Bulba's a pretty great player. Fast, y'know? Spry. Strong."

Knuckles enjoyed playing football, and he enjoyed Bulba's presence in pretty much any capacity, but especially sporting.

He set about getting her something to drink. There were a few options, but he opted for fruit punch.

"How's this? Fruit punch with a little ice - You like this stuff? If not I can get you somethin' else." he said, offering her the glass.

She thought about what Knuckles had to say, even as she watched him move to get her something. When he returned, she inwardly decided that she'd have to go find Bulba later and ask him about his pastimes.

When he offered over his glass, she took it with a smile, "Oh... Thank you. I'm sure it's perfect." A bit of a blush and she took a sip, but still managed to speak into her glass a mite shyly. "Thank you for worrying over me, too."

"Pssht. C'mon, buddy. What kinda useless guy would I be if I didn't worry a little, huh?" he asked with a chuckle and a wink. "You're one of my best friends. It's my job to take care of you at least a little bit every so often."

"Take care of me," she echoed with amused interest. "I'll have you know I'm the nurturing Pokémon. I should really be the one taking care of you."

Which brought of a good point.

"And speaking of taking care of you..." Voile gestured around, "Is everything going well for you? Are you enjoying yourself? Do you mind giving me some feedback? Letting me know what you think of the setup? The food?"

"Well, you might be the nurturing Pokémon, but I'm the.... Huh."

Nope. He really didn't have a smooth follow up for that. He was just The Echidna. Frankly, more known for smashing boulders than being anything close to nurturing.

"...I'm still your buddy so I gotta make sure you're doin' OK."

There.

"I'm doin' just fine! The atmosphere is really nice, everyone seems like they're having fun - it's a change of scenery and gives me an excuse to spend my day someplace lighthearted and nice as opposed to spending time in the city where everything is roundly terrible. And the food is awesome - Glad there's plenty of fruit and vegetarian options."

She grinned at him knowingly, a little pleased she had stumped him in just such a way. Usually Knuckles had an answer for everything, so in the moments that she had him cornered, especially with a valid point, she felt just a tad more smug. And even better, she felt like she had a right to be smug.

But she did surrender in a way. He was her friend. And friends were meant to look out for other friends.

Voile nodded along as she listened to him, pointedly interested in talks of vegetarianism options. Because frankly, she preferred fruits and vegetables herself and that wasn't always convenient. "Good. Sounds like is accomplishing everything I wanted it to. At least for you. That really pleases me."

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