graduation x3 + (...?) (cw blood, food, gore)

[idolpro]

Who: Emet-Selch, Five & Klaus Hargreeves, BARiTONES, Taisho Roman Revolution, certain criminals
Where: Mitsukoshi Ginza
When: Day 512, afternoon

[ BARiTONES and Taisho Roman Revolution will find themselves receiving invitations via cell phone to visit the Mitsukoshi Ginza for a ~*~*special graduation*~*~! Once more the terrace of the 9th floor has been redecorated for the special lads, and the theme is red.

Red carpet, red ribbons, red tablecloth, red cushioned lounge chairs, red confetti, red flower hedges, red, red, red. Heck, there's even a fancy fountain river that runs through the whole terrace before pooling at a humble sized square pond and that's red, t—

Wait.

. . . Oh. That's. Blood.

That's blood.

. . .

T-the wine is red too, and there's plenty of it. The available mugs for fancy drip coffee are red. Red velvet cake. Red meat, cooked anddddd nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooot hhhhhhhhey some of these tables and chairs seem to be made of things that are red but not things that are wood or metal or normal table material. Hey. Heyyyyy. . . ?

W . . . who is this graduation for!? Who wanted this. Like it is a Hell graduation but also!? Also!?!!? Isn't this a little too Hell-like already!?!?!

Well. Well!!!! At least there are normal sections of terrace to hang out in. They're even elegant. Fancy drip coffee and wine, again, but also fancy donuts and other breakfast options too. Fancy!!

. . .

Also . . . ? There are coin-operated horse rides, except some of them aren't horses, some of them are birds. Red birds! Phoenixes? Honestly they look kind of shitty and the music that plays from them sound horribly dissonant but on the other hand they seem to work perfectly fine without coins. So there's your entertainment!!!

At the far end of the terrace is the usual carpet to graduation doors, along with a clearing where three microphones stand for anyone who would like to make a speech or do a monologue or a performance or something. The blood fountain river crosses through here so be. Be careful. ]

Comments

[firstworldproblem]

[He tsks.]

I have Vergil to use against you now. You will never be without the company of another again. I know. Dreadful, I know.

[temperedinpride]

And what of healthy meals? He cannot cook. Perhaps I shall be like Five and live off coffee and reading.

[firstworldproblem]

You would not.

[He kisses his cheek again.]

It is too late for you. But do feel free to redecorate, why I'm gone. I took enough pictures and will be recreating it once our work is finally over.

[temperedinpride]

You know the room will default to someone else.



Are you content with the goodbyes you've said?

[firstworldproblem]

Perhaps you will get it and someone will get your storehouse of a room.

[He pauses.]

No, but I don't ever think I will be. This place was truly the respite I was looking for between Calamities. Sleeping in the rift was never truly rest.

[temperedinpride]

Indeed. It had been a long time since I've seen you so energized and hopeful.

[firstworldproblem]

Was I truly so dour?

[The answer is yes.]

[temperedinpride]

Without question. Five had been especially good for you. We've both become a bit better here.

[firstworldproblem]

Hope is a marvelous thing.

[He kisses his forehead again and then leans his head against him.]

You will be alright, won't you? Or is there aught I can do for you before I depart?

[temperedinpride]

[He leans in return, cuddles time.]

I said I will not miss you. Rather, the truth is I plan not to miss you. Or I would be in a terrible state.

I've grown used to waking up beside you or finding evidence of your existence in my day to day. I've grown dependent on that comfort.

[firstworldproblem]

And you will just as easily grow accustomed to my temporary departure. Simply leave out black roses in the lobby, and I will come visit your dreams.

[temperedinpride]

My, and if I demand you every night? Five might grow annoyed.

[firstworldproblem]

Then you'll simply have to spare me, won't you?

Besides, won't Vergil get jealous?