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[bana_an_na]

What: Foam Party

When: Saturday Night, April 28th (Slightly late but oh wells!)
Where: Some where in Shibuya
Rating: Please keep it PG-13

 

Just a fun time out with friends. Everyone is encouraged to wear some sort of swimsuit inside  as they will get wet from all the bubbles. You will be glitter bombed.  Anyone is pretty much invited to join in! 

Feel free to tag at any time, there will be no time order. 

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MEET UP AT THE STATION

[bana_an_na]

Don't want to go in alone? Don't fret! Everyone is meeting up at 11:00 pm at the main entrance.

Re: MEET UP AT THE STATION

[bana_an_na]

An hadn't imagined that she'd be going out so soon but when Yuushi had invited her and said it would be a foam party it was something that made her curious and it sounded like a ton of fun.

Clad in a jacket it hid most of the swimsuit that she had on but the pink tutu that poked out from under was easy to see. An was glad that it had warmed up enough to be able to wear this sort of outfit.

Checking her phone she was still slightly early. Now she wondered how the others had dressed up.

Re: MEET UP AT THE STATION

[love_doc]

"I hope I did not make you wait." Somehow the Osakan had managed to sneak up behind the young woman and drawl the standard phrase right in her ear. With his bare legs poking out from underneath a standard trenchcoat Yuushi could have passed as the very picture book flasher and was sure to have earned many suspicious looks on the way.

Re: MEET UP AT THE STATION

[bana_an_na]

Looking through the crowd of people that walked in and out of the station, An hadn't noticed the older boy but jerked to the side once he had spoken, his breath tickling her . "Yuushi-kun, don't do that. I might have punched you in the face." She pouted once she saw his face.

Her eyes took in his appearance and it made her raise an eyebrow, "Please tell me you're actually wearing clothes under there."

Re: MEET UP AT THE STATION

[cumsquik]

"AHH!"

Kamio jumped, his bright yellow shutter glasses toppling off his face with the shock. He had been standing off to the side -- unabashedly clad in only a pair of lime green swim briefs and a low cut tank top -- and texting someone else set to arrive when a trench coat creep dared to talk to An!

Of course. That creep turned out to be Oshitari. Going so very red, he pointed at Oshitari and echoed, "Yeah -- don't scare An-chan like that!"

Re: MEET UP AT THE STATION

[hiro_shi]

"My apologies for the delay," Yagyuu said, popping out just right behind Kamio. His hands were wrapped around a warm can of coffee that he'd bought a little after he spotted the group. Clad in a dark gray hoodie and a pair of moss green board shorts, his legs shivered slightly as the wind blew. He eyed Oshitari's dubious choice of clothing and raised an eyebrow, opting to take a sip of his drink instead of commenting.

Re: MEET UP AT THE STATION

[cumsquik]

While he was accusing Oshitari for being sneaky, Kamio was surprised again, jumping even higher with the second shock. Yagyuu received an accusatory finger in his face and it was about to be accompanied by some kind of scolding, and then recognition set in. A few moments of sputtering and flushing later, he managed a, "Hi...Yagyuu-san."

Re: MEET UP AT THE STATION

[bana_an_na]

Watching the whole scene unfold An couldn't help but laugh though she did try to hold it back for Kamio's sake. Lifting a hand she gave a small wave with a grin, "You'll be easy to find, Akira-kun."

Yagyuu seemed to be more subtle, "Are you hiding anything interesting under that hoodie, Hiroshi-kun?"

Re: MEET UP AT THE STATION

[hiro_shi]

He peered at them over the edge of his can and waved back. "Not as interesting as Kamio-kun's reaction." Yagyuu said grinning. He turned to the other and gave him an apologetic look. "Sorry, Kamio-kun, I didn't mean to surprise you."

With a quick survey of the group, it looked like there were still others missing. He tapped An gently on the shoulder. "Who else are we still waiting for?"

1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[bana_an_na]

Foam cannon at the ready and and music starting to play this is where most of the action is taking place.

Re: 1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[cumsquik]

Kamio grinned and danced, shamelessly gamboling around his friends and the massive piles of foam. Cupped hands thrust into a mountain of bubbles and came up with enough to make a hilarious pile on his head that dripped down over his glasses. He laughed and pushed up his long bangs, wondering if he could get it to stay in a mohawk.

Re: 1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[bana_an_na]

An was quick to dance over to Kamio and pilfer his glasses and place them on her head, "Looking for a new hairstyle?" She laughed bring one of her hands up to help mold his hair.

Re: 1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[cumsquik]

For once, both of Kamio's eyes were visible with his smile; they crinkled at the corners as he leaned down enough to give An-chan full access to sudsed up red locks. "Does it look good on me?" he asked loudly, to be heard. "The glasses look better on you!"

Re: 1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[ever_yanagi]

Half-covered in foam and keeping a lid on his inner thoughts regarding the dubious hygiene of the ongoing activities around him, Yanagi gamely bobbed along to the beat, mostly people-watching.

Re: 1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[sanada_g]

"Renji!" Sanada called loudly when he spotted Yanagi from across the floor. He grabbed a hold of Tezuka's hand so as not to lose him in the foam and dragged him along as he made his way through the crowd to his friend. "It's good to see you, Renji," Sanada said with a large smile. The shots from earlier were working their magic perfectly and Sanada was more than ready to enjoy the ridiculousness of the foam.

Re: 1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[ever_yanagi]

"You're drunk already, Genichirou? As expected," said Yanagi, taking in the sight of Sanada and his companion for the evening. "Ah, you brought Tezuka-san as a date."

Re: 1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[sanada_g]

"I'm not drunk. Just had a couple of shots." Strange shots with strange names but they had certainly gone down easier than expected. "And I'm treating Tezuka for Korea." His friend/rival had been doing well in his tennis and deserved a chance to have some fun on his return.

Re: 1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[ever_yanagi]

"So, drunk," surmised Yanagi with a smile. He peered around Sanada's not inconsiderable bulk to look at Tezuka. "Did Tezuka-san match you drink for drink?"

Re: 1st Floor:MAIN FLOOR

[sanada_g]

Sanada huffed at Yanagi's refusal to see him as anything but drunk and let go of Tezuka's hand and crossed his arms. "And of course Tezuka matched me drink for drink. He is a worthy rival." And friend but Sanada didn't want to be too sentimental when in a sea of foam.

2nd Floor: CHILL OUT ZONE & BAR

[bana_an_na]

Tired of the suds? Need a drink? Then the second floor is where you'll want to be. With small tables and some chill music you'll be able to escape the craziness. At least for a little while.

Re: 2nd Floor: CHILL OUT ZONE & BAR

[sanada_g]

The foam party wasn't quite what Sanada had expected. Though he wasn't sure what he had expected but for some reason it wasn't a room filled with blasting music, crazy lighting and more foam than Sanada thought possible to exist in one place. But his fellow club members had made it sound like an enjoyable night out and Sanada was always happy for an excuse to show off his fundoshi collection so he had asked for more information and thought it worth going to. And it was also a great way to drag Tezuka out and congratulate him for not breaking himself at the latest tennis tournament. As a bonus, Tezuka had even done quite well.

After making it to the club and securing their yukata and belongings they wouldn't need for the night, Sanada had dragged Tezuka up to the second floor where they were serving drinks. He had promised to treat Tezuka and he knew that while neither of them were anti-fun, like most people believed, they'd both probably appreciate a couple of drinks before adventuring into the chaos that was the first floor foam room. "Shots seem to be a popular menu item," Sanada said looking at what he could see of the drinks menu. There was a distinct lack of sake which was unfortunate. Mostly because beyond sake and beer, Sanada's alcohol knowledge dried up fast.

Re: 2nd Floor: CHILL OUT ZONE & BAR

[tezuka_k]

Resisting the urge to fiddle with his fundoshi Tezuka tried to read the drinks menu as well. "I'd prefer a beer." He remarked to nobody in particular, frowning at the rather horrendous sounding names that were all they had to go on.

"I believe I will try the Partybar shuffle." He decided after some more careful consideration. At least the name sounded fitting to the event - unlike some others such as Buttery Nipple or even more worryingly Passed out naked in the bathroom.

Though now that he had selected the drink in question he realised another pressing issue and the error of his ways. "My wallet is in my jacket." He informed Sanada, leaning in to be heard above the noise.

Re: 2nd Floor: CHILL OUT ZONE & BAR

[sanada_g]

"I don't think they have anything normal," Sanada said. Though for all he knew, these were normal drink names. Or maybe they were normal drinks given themed names. Either way, he was partial to the sound of Motor Oil or Mind Eraser. "And I told you, it's my treat for not falling apart in your last tournament." Both mentally and literally since Tezuka's body tended to hold up only slightly better than his own when under extreme pressure. Sanada waved for the bartender's attention and ordered before Tezuka could refuse. "Two Partybar Schuffles and two Motor Oils." He figured he'd try one of Tezuka's choice and then they could try his. He reached into a fold in his fundoshi and pulled out his credit card to pay for the drinks.

Re: 2nd Floor: CHILL OUT ZONE & BAR

[tezuka_k]

Of course not - that would make this evening at least somewhat redeemable. Just how he had ended up here in one of Sanada's worryingly manifold fundoshi collection with the other man's handprint still faintly visible on his behind Tezuka still wasn't 100% sure. It would certainly teach him not to agree to meet Sanada when coming straight from the airport. "That's really not necessary." He sighed, already knowing that nothing he might say would change Sanada's mind. "And I do not make a habit of falling apart at tournaments." Two, maybe three times max so far and he was looking to avoid a fourth.

Being handed their drinks as Sanada waited to receive his card back he ducked his head to give the reddish coloured shots an inconspicuous sniff. As far as he could tell over what had to be a cloud consisting of every kind of body wash, body spray, deodorant and cologne imaginable was a certain sour-fruity aroma. Holding one of those out to Sanada he rested the remaining two on a corner of the bar and braced himself, lifting the small glass to his lips.

Re: 2nd Floor: CHILL OUT ZONE & BAR

[sanada_g]

"Of course you don't. You haven't played enough of them recently to make a habit of falling apart," Sanada said with somewhat of a teasing grin. He tucked his card back safely away before turning to eye the drinks. It looked rather dubious. But it hadn't seemed to have killed the other patrons yet so it was likely safe. He picked up his own glass and reached over to clink it lightly against Tezuka's before he could drink his back. "Cheers, Tezuka." He then downed his shot and grimaced at the taste of it. No wonder people did these as shots and not proper drinks.