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[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

((FYI, the Katou/Setsuna fight happens after this to avoid inevitable absentees. And just because you didn't reply to the happy letter thread doesn't mean you can't come or still reply to it. XD; ))

Katou smiled as he gathered some chips and pop and the like from Disneyland and piled them into the Matterhorn ride. He had checked out the room that Sirius had decided upon earlier and all in all was quite pleased.

Upon deciding he had enough snacks and non-alcoholic drinks, he opened up a bottle of rootbeer, jumped into the ride, and headed up to the room to finish getting things ready and to wait for people to show up.

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[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

Sirius had spent the morning preparing his room for the party, and he thought it looked rather good. A few cleaning charms had brightened things up, and he'd conjured a few squishy red sofas and beanbag chairs surrounding a large table perfect for the game. On a whim, he'd also conjured some streamers and balloons, and another table for snacks and drinks.

When Katou entered, he grinned. "This all right, then?" He started picking up the food and drinks and piling them on the table he'd conjured. "Also, so you know who's coming? Do you know if a bloke by the name of Remus Lupin will be here?"

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

"S'fine," Katou said, though he couldn't stop grinning at the balloons and streamers. Really, one would think this was a kid's party. "And his name's Lupin?" Katou blushed slightly, feeling quite sheepish for referring to him as 'Lujm'. "Yeah, he's coming.

[caycep]

Getting up the Matterhorn was an interesting experience, but Cayce finally figured it out. She grinned at the streamers and waved to the hosts.

"Hi there." She held up her laptop bag. "I brought my computer and my iPod. Since I've got about, oh, ten thousand songs between the two things, I figured we'd have at least some music appropriate for a card game."

The Philip Glass and Steve Reich were probably right out, but hopefully the rest would do.

((Re: Cayce's extensive music collection. If it was released before Nov. 2004 and is not country & western, easy listening, gangsta rap, or crappy Top 40 stuff, there's a chance she may have it. The chance is increased if it's minimalist classical, New Wave, David Bowie, punk/post-punk, or pop in the Belle and Sebastian or Magnetic Fields mold. We have also determined that she has the Rolling Stones's singles collection Hot Rocks. XD))

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

Katou grinned. "Great~" Katou sang cheerfully. "Hook it up someplace and we we can get some started."

[urielofearth.livejournal.com]

Uriel arrived to find Katou, two other people, and music. He glanced around the room, raising an eyebrow. Really, balloons?

"Good evening," he then said to those already present. "I hope Katou hasn't managed to cause any trouble yet."

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

"I don't cause no one trouble," Katou said, tossing a balloon at Uriel. "Relax, have a drink. The good shit ain't here yet, but I've got pop."

[late-born-myth.livejournal.com]

Psyche eyed the Matterhorn bobsleds dubiously. They were slow at some places in the climb, she saw, but for the most part they whipped along at top speed, and invulnerable or not she felt that if you were heavily strapped into a ride there was probably a reason for it. Also, she was carrying a tray of 'decorate your own' mini cakes (http://albums.mouseplanet.com/DLPlazaInnProcessed/cake.jpg) from the Plaza Inn, and packaged or not they weren't really meant to go on a ride. And then there was the stack of party hats she'd found at the same place.* At last, very faintly embarrassed, she stepped out from the loading area, and flew up slowly, holding her offerings in a bundle.

The drifting notes of a pop song helped her find her way to the room. Beaming, she looked for a place to set things down. "A music-player! Oh, hello, Katou, how are you? I hope cake is tasty-and-unnutritious enough?"

*They were meant for parties, weren't they? It was right there in the name. Clearly, if you could add an extra bit of ceremony to festivities, you did.**

**Though she had at least grasped that sacrifices and libations had gone out of fashion several centuries ago.

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

"Is it ever!" Katou said, looking at the cake appreciatively. "Who doesn't love cake? And I'm fine."

She looked at the party hats, and couldn't help but chuckle. Streamers, balloons, party hats. It was all too much.

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

Katou looked Kira over, and then laughed. "Afraid you're gonna lose a few hands, eh?" Not that Katou was one to speak, considering the fact that he was wearing a bandanna, a sweater over his usual clothes, and a pair of fingerless gloves.

[snitchnicker.livejournal.com]

James hadn't played poker since his school days, and was rather looking forward to it. When he made it to the top of the Matterhorn, the first thing he did was look around, spot Sirius, and then go up to him. "Sirius, hey. I didn't know you were coming to this too."

[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

Sirius, pulling a party hat onto his head (he looked ridiulous, but he was one of those sort of people who never care if they look ridiculous and generally wind up looking good, anyway), grinned and turned to James.

"Are you kidding? This is my place we're playing it in, so I'm definitely joining in. Besides, I like poker as long as there's no money involved." Sirius had never been good at poker-- his clever mind mastered the rules and strategy nearly instantly, but he had the worst poker face imaginable. He was known for actually doing a victory dance from time to time when he got a good hand. But while he didn't like to lose too much money, clothing was overrated, anyway.

[swordandchalice.livejournal.com]

Quite a while after Kira -- Setsuna had spent ages trying to find something extra to add to his usual attire, but he hadn't bothered to grab any jackets while home -- Setsuna finally strolled in, trying to act casual. For some reason, card games that required a bit of luck at chance had never been his strong point.

Apparently that Devil's luck of his didn't apply here, sadly. That didn't stop him from smiling and hoping to enjoy the evening.

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

Katou snorted when he saw Setsuna. "Not so good at cards, are you?"

[desolemoony.livejournal.com]

Nervously, Remus comes up the coaster way, looking as neat as possible under the circumstances.

Glancing around at the crowd already accumulating, he keeps back, at the edges of the crowd and along the cave wall, and waits, picking up a bottle of - cream soda? Certainly sweet enough - and holding on to that.

He's never been bold, after all; he isn't about to start being so now.

[always-confuzed.livejournal.com]

"What're you doing, being all shy back here?" John asked. After all, he'd just arrived, but everyone seemed to be mixing in. It didn't seem right for poor Remus to be pressed into a corner (not that caves exactly had corners, but it was the principle of the thing), pretending he wasn't really there. He stops himself from laughing at how the man had cleaned himself up. "You do realize that we're engaging in a manly game of poker, and that there is bound to be very little decency, let alone cleanliness around here, right?

[kuchiki.livejournal.com]

Rukia entered, looking around. She was a little hesitant; she didn't want to become too attached to the human world and she had no idea how to behave at parties anyway. On the other hand, it wasn't like she could leave, and she supposed it best to get to know everyone as best she could, at least for the time being...

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

Yes, Crowley was the fashionably late type, though this time he had reasons for this other than style. The main one being that he hated roller coasters, but he also had no intention of walking up ten thousand stairs to reach the top of the artificial mountain. Once he had a good idea that everyone would be at the party already and it was dark enough outside, he took off his coat and shirt, checked for observers, and, extending his wings, flew to the Matterhorn's peak.

There, he put his clothes back on - he was wearing the same number of layers he always wore, despite Katou's warning - and called six bottles of various kinds of alcohol to hand. When he was comfortable that his preparations were complete, Crowley ducked inside the party and made a skeptical face.

"I thought we were playing poker, not attending a child's birthday party." He'd actually been to one not long ago and it hadn't turned out well. If Aziraphale showed up and tried doing magic tricks, he was out of here.

((BTW, all, the Disneyland party hats (http://albums.mouseplanet.com/DLPlazaInnProcessed/patecake.jpg) have mouse ears on the side of them. :D))

[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

Sirius, as the one responsible for the balloons and streamers (though not the party hats, despite his wearing one) should have been insulted, but Sirius was a lot harder to insult than might be imagined. Instead, he grinned widely at the newcomer. "Drinks! Excellent! I think you and I should get on just fine."

He cleared off a wide space on the table for the alcohol, and then walked over to his dresser drawers. He'd been down to the various shops for provisions, and had been amused to find that many of the stores sold shot glasses. He might not have had any alcohol, but that didn't stop him from picking up a wide variety. He opened the drawer he'd put them in, and began to set them up on the table.

((Feel free to make up what's on your glass. Disneyland does indeed sell shot glasses, but apparently they're classified as 'toothpick holders,' so you can search for Disneyland toothpick holders to see the various prints. There's an Indiana Jones one with Sallah's name on it, I think. *eg*))

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

Katou grinned when he saw Crowley, then looked around. "I go to get food and when I came back it was like this. Didn't have nothing to do with it."

[stylishtartan.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale, unlike Crowley, generally tried to be punctual, but also unlike Crowley, he did not fly to the top of the Matterhorn. He sort of thought a white-winged angel scaling the mountain would be a bit conspicuous. He was late because he'd spent the past half hour or so working up his nerve to board the Matterhorn ride. It hadn't been so bad, actually, not much worse than London at rush hour in the Bentley, but the key difference here was that in this case it wasn't Crowley in control but some mysterious mind he couldn't predict and that might prevent him from using his powers.

If the angel looked a little green as he walked in, this was the reason.

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

Wordlessly, Crowley came up next to Aziraphale and handed him a shot of scotch. It was the one with Tinkerbell on it. He smiled.

[bestdigger.livejournal.com]

Sallah arrived with a large bowl of cut fruit in hand.

Well, it only seemed polite to bring something, and that turned out to be the most easily accessible treat in his part of the park. There was a splash of juice on his coat lapels; the ride up hadn't exactly been smooth.

"Good evening!"

[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

Sirius turns when he sees Sallah arrive, gives him a slightly confused once over, almost as though he remembers him from somewhere, and then suddenly beams. He picks a shot glass off the table, fills it with scotch, and wordlessly hands it to Sallah.

((The Glass (http://www.laughingplacestore.com/images/products/1984L.jpg)))

[skaffenamtiskaw]

Skaffen-Amtiskaw drifted in, staying high and close to the ceiling. In its experience, people didn't generally look up, and so much the better; it wanted to scout out the gathering and get a sense of who was there before making its greetings.

Strip poker. Oh yes, this would be good.

[alicereflection.livejournal.com]

So... how to get to the top of the Matterhorn?

In the end, Alice climbs up the roller coaster's tracks and jumps the drops. When some kind of monster - clockwork, or something like it - growls at her, she jumps off to attack it. As she does so, she notices a ladder, and decides the monster must be some kind of guard Sirius magicked into existence to be his guard.

She enters the room and looks around. "What kind of party is this?" she wonders aloud. But then, as one should not be rude to one's hosts, "It's very... bright."

[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

"Alice!"

Sirius makes his way over to the girl, grinning broadly. "Glad you could make it! What do you drink?" Sirius had appointed himself official hander-outer of drinks, even though Crowley had brought them. "I even found you the perfect glass."

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

Katou looks around, does a mental checklist, and then announces, rather loudly, "It looks like everyone's here! Let's get this party started." Then he goes to sit down at the table. He shuffled the cards, then began to deal. "Texas Hold 'Em. And even if you fold, you've lost the hand. After all, it's just for fun. Not like there's any money at stake." Besides, the point of strip poker was to get everyone naked A.S.A.P. The chances of some people folding every hand just so they wouldn't have to strip were pretty high, and where was the fun in that?

Really, where was the fun in telling those who didn't know that it was strip poker in the first place? They didn't need to know until after the first hand.

He dealt the cards.

[kuchiki.livejournal.com]

"Give me good ones," Rukia told him. She was unclear on the concept, indeed. "I like the black ones. Can I have black ones? Please?"