Christmas Dinner

[anthropophagite]

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: Maurtia Falls, Bakugou and Kaneki's apartment
WHEN: 8th of December, night
WHAT: Christmas dinner for friends and enemies!
WARNINGS: None so far

OOC Note: Please feel free to have your character join in even if they don't know Kaneki and Bakugou personally. Officially, Kaneki invited friends and friends of friends, but your character can still show up unannounced - you can either have them show up because they do want to sneak into a dinner party with free food, or because they heard of this and thought it was a dinner for everyone. Kaneki and Bakugou won't turn anyone away at the door, so anyone can come! Just please don't destroy the house!

Feel free to make your own prompts as you wish. If you have any questions, contact me through PM to this journal, through plurk at Vilani, or through discord vilani#5684.

[ Kaneki and Bakugou live in an apartment for two in Maurtia Falls; it's not incredibly big, but it's big enough to accommodate people for a dinner and party, which is why Ken decided this would be a good idea. Anyone visiting will be given a small little bag with two mochi inside that Kaneki made himself - it's a Christmas gift, so to speak, nothing fancy but he put his heart into it. The house is decorated with typical Christmas decor and there is even a small Christmas tree by the entrance; nothing too big or amazing, but Kaneki tried to mimic what he saw in the movies.

The kitchen and living room will be available for all the guests, as well the single bathroom the house has. Guests can put their things on Kaneki's bedroom (that is shared with Bakugou, in fact), but Bakugou's bedroom remains closed (it has been turned into a library of sorts, with many shelves. There is an unused bed there, too). Anyone is welcome to try and sneak in when the house hosts aren't looking, though! There is also a balcony with chairs and a table for those who feel like they need some more privacy (or a smoke!).

Since this was never meant to be anything big, there won't be any fancy food and instead the guests will be met with a home-made meal that Kaneki and Bakugou prepared during the day; the food will be good and homey, but if you are (un)lucky, you may end up eating some of the spicy food Bakugou prepared (and it really is very spicy! Thankfully there is yogurt for those who feel like their mouth is on fire). Guests are also welcome to bring their own dishes, as well as drinks and sweets, so a lot can be found! Enjoy the Mac and Cheese, the Turkey, mashed potatoes with gravy, dumplings and prime rib. For dessert, you can find gingerbread cookies, pie, flans and even Christmas fruit cake. As for drinks, while there are a lot of underage kids around (who will be drinking non-alcoholic drinks), adults can find wine, beer and eggnog - and some spiced hot chocolate with a bit of rum! There is a large table on the living room where guests can find their food and drinks; while it's mostly "eat as you go" sort of thing, chairs are available for anyone who wants to sit down at the table.

There is a also TV, which will work as background noise, but anyone is welcome to sit on the sofas and watch the romantic Christmas comedies playing. The remote is there too, so feel free to change the channel if you want to! And finally, while they don't have a fireplace, there will be a nice heater next to the sofas if anyone wants to warm up. Or maybe you can all just cuddle together, who knows.

Please enjoy your night! ]

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[hot_handed]

Hosting

[Katsuki's not normally into big parties, but dammit if he's here he's going to be a good host. None of that airing out all his dirty laundry shit some of his classmates, specifically an icy hot bastard, are so prone to. Kaneki worked tirelessly to make this party a success. He can't even eat any of the food, and yet he did so much just to bring people together. He owes it to him.

But did he have to invite the villains?

He keeps shooting the League dirty looks, spending a lot of his time monitoring them. But Kaneki can fight, and so can he, as well as a lot of the guests here. He tries to make time to be "social" or whatever garbage that is, approaching your character with a plate of different glass cups with various sauces and stuffed peppers.]

If you like the prime rib, try it with my homemade sauces and ghost peppers. TRY IT OR DIE!!!

Mingling & Movies

[When he's not helping Kaneki, he's perched up on the top of the couch, glaring at the villains, eating some turkey and prime rib from before. He moves to snatch the remote from the table.]

This shit sucks. Let's find a real classic.

[Going back to the menu, he searches until he finds it. There!

Die Hard.]

We're watching this. Don't fucking complain.

Closed to Kaneki

[When Katsuki hasn't been helping Kaneki and sending death glares at the villains, he's been closely monitoring his boyfriend for any signs of illness. He doesn't like Kaneki's choice. All he was doing was hurting himself. He couldn't get him to stop though, so the only thing he could do was refuse to participate or offer him a plate and try to make up for him being gone when he got sick.

The night is winding down when he moves to grab his wrist and attempt to practically shove him into the couch. He sits next to him and leans in to whisper in his ear.]

How you feeling?

[anthropophagite]

[ it my sound idiotic to most, for a ghoul to insist on eating human food when it makes him really sick. But this is probably one of the most important things to kaneki: the ability to share meals once again. It took him months to accept the disgusting taste in his mouth every time he took a bite of normal food, and it took him even longer to be able to smile and pretend the taste didn't get to him.

This dinner ended up, in a way, being months of training to look as if he finds food delicious and to look as if he enjoys every bite. Months of training to be among humans and do a very human thing which is to share food. He never thought about it until he was turned into a ghoul, but once he was without it, Kaneki realized how important something as simple as sharing a meal was.

So he wants that too. And tonight, he was able to do it. At every bite, he smiled and looked as if he was having something incredibly delicious. It may taste disgusting but this means a lot to him, so he is happy.

This isn't without consequence though. Ghouls will get sick with human food, weaker and slower. Continued consumption will lead to ghouls to stop being able to even have their bodies work properly. But it's just for tonight. It will be fine.

Kaneki did go to the toilet several times to vomit it out as the night went, and as the night finally quiets down, he stops eating as well. He makes one last trip to the toilet and once he is out he is dragged by Katsuki to the couch where he sits.]

Ah... Just a bit sore. It will be okay tomorrow. [ he will go eat tomorrow] Thank you.

For letting me do this. [ even if Katsuki complained, he still let Ken do it]

[hot_handed]

[Maybe Katsuki would have complained less had Shigaraki not been there. But he was the only person Katsuki knew who could kill Kaneki with little effort, and if Kaneki ate human food, he'd become weaker. It was the worst combination possible, but Kaneki wanted to do this. He wasn't happy about it, but all he could do was play along.

Wrapping his arms around Kaneki, he scoffs.]

You make it sound like I could change your mind.

[facepalmchampion]

Shigaraki was tired of being glared at. The moment he and the others had made their extremely cool appearance, Bakugo was there to glare at them. It was an expected move, but at least whatever Kaneki-san had said that he would keep as a promise on his end, he had. Shigaraki had talked to his own lot and they were under his order not to start problems. If they listened? That was up to them. They had upheld their end. Don't ask Shigaraki how someone underage garnered alcohol, but he had.

For the moment it left him at a level playing field where he wanted more or less to just consider there may be just opportunities to learn more about the people that Kaneki knew and therefore likely Bakugo. It could come in handy in the future for leverage in various ways. However, this movie, though. Sure, Bakugo wasn't talking to him, it was some other rube that had to deal with it, but him and his drink sat down none the less. "I like this movie."

Maybe that would change Bakugo's mind. It would be interesting to see if it did. If not, the movie wasn't so bad.

[hot_handed]

Ugh. Him. Well, Katsuki would rather Shigaraki be close to his vicinity than Kaneki's. Any time he went anywhere near Kaneki, Katsuki stiffened. Images that he tried his best to block out would stick in his mind of decaying flesh and a lifeless, crumbling face. It made him sick.

So it was much easier to deal with now that Shigaraki was sitting there, even if Katsuki couldn't stand him.

"Didn't fucking ask," He replied dismissively, hitting play. He wouldn't be able to watch it, but the actions sounds would help calm him down.

Hosting

[floatsaway]

[Ochako has been, for the most part, enjoying the party thus far. She's also been keeping a very close eye on everyone at the event - both her friends and the villains - and had been trying to mediate as much as possible between the two sides. It's been difficult, especially considering, well...she's also been twitching and leering at a few of the patrons from time to time when they toe the line between what is acceptable and what is not (both villain and hero - that means you, too, Katsuki. Behave). Honestly, it's a miracle she hadn't escaped to either the bathroom or spare room to just decompress and relax a moment. This was...not a great idea. In theory, maybe, but the general awkward and highly uncomfortable air was a bit...much.

But god, is she trying. Trying for everyone's sakes, but especially Kaneki. He's really too kind for his own good, but then again...so is she. So Ochako gets it - in a perfect world, everyone could come together like this and enjoy. And maybe nothing bad was happening, but she's been here only maybe a half hour and she already feels exhausted. Rubbing her eyes a bit, and tucking some hair behind her ear, the young girl blinks as she's approached by her friend, expression immediately softening into a look of warmth and adoration.

....Aaaand then falling flat.]

If I try it, I will die.

Hosting

[mamaterasu]

[At one point in the evening, perhaps as Katsuki is welcoming another guest inside (or telling them to fuck off and die as they leave, who knows), he may catch sight of something familiar. They'd met once or twice, in short spurts, but the white wolf stops as she catches the familiar scent, lifting her head and turning it towards Katsuki. Her nostrils flare again, this time catching a whiff of food, and she hurriedly trots over to the door, tail wagging and tongue dangling from her lower jaw.

She stops, only because she can't make it all the way inside, though Ammy certainly does try, shoving her head around Katsuki and the door first, getting no where, then ducking in between his legs. Or trying, to. Katsuki is...rather small, and needs to learn to fucking pull up his pants, so she does get too far again before yipping and pulling back, shaking her head and then looking up at him like he just insulted her personally.

Little kid, little kid...let me come in. :T]

[floatsaway]

i. Dining

[There is so much about this that could go wrong. So much about this that makes Ochako, personally, scream internally from the very moment she sets foot into the apartment and has to remind herself that this small space is going to be occupied with people who, in a world far away, are quite literally at each other's throats. Two sides coming together, to share a meal and good(??) company...t-together. She'd really and truly like for the image in her head not to be what it is it (pandemonium), but there really is no other way to string it. Ochako can only hope and pray that no one starts anything, because she is...really not ready for the fall out.

For a number of reasons, really. Some known to others, and some a well guarded secret.

Regardless, she is going her best, and putting on her nicest face. She's brought food along as well, though Kaneki did prepare most of the food. A favorite among...probably many people here, considering they're mostly from Japan. A comfort classic, and one of the few recipes her mother taught Ochako, and one she can make exceptionally well - cream stew. It's not a huge pot - just enough to serve a small portion to everyone as a starter - but it's warm, hearty, and tasty. The young lady is a surprisingly good cook. She's also brought some dessert as well - fudgy brownies decorated to look like Christmas trees.]

Everyone, please enjoy!!

ii. Mingling

[Throughout the party, her anxieties are definitely...a motherfucking rollercoaster ride, to say the least. There are times where Ochako is relaxed and actually laughing and smiling for real - talking easily with people and even joking around honestly - and other times where she is really and truly uncomfortable, and forcing herself into a corner where she has to play the part of being a polite and pleasant guest. It's not always easy, and she really and truly does try, but once or twice Ochako does have to sort of just...escape the swell of people for a while.

Mostly she goes into the spare room or bathroom for just a few minutes to calm down (knocking first to make sure the restroom isn't occupied, of course), and she rubs at her temples a bit. So far so good, but this is still such an...awkward gathering. Forced, almost, in a way. Definitely for "her side", and it makes sense. She doesn't want to be biased, doesn't want those thoughts and feelings to cloud her enjoyment, but it's still not easy. It's tiresome having to be so on edge for so long, to make sure no one sets the other off or anything. Hell, even she herself has glared and growled at a few people, despite herself.

Once, because both her two hiding spots were occupied, Ochako head to the balcony and leans on the railing to breath, letting the cool air blow past her face and hair. She sits there for a good five, maybe ten minutes, listening to some carolers in the street singing. Carolers or...drunks. It's hard to tell. Regardless, with her cheek leaned on one of her arms, she hums softly to herself and whisper-sings one of her favorite American carols.]

They looked up and saw a star...

iii. Gift Giving - [CLOSED to Shigaraki]

[By the time the thrum of the party is dying down, and people have either left or just plain escaped the apartment altogether (she won't judge), Ochako lets Momo know that she has one last thing to do before heading home, and to not wait up for her. Her excuse is that she's picking up something on hold at a shop, which isn't a lie!! It's the truth, though not the full story...

Because, well...throughout the night, when Ochako was certain she was alone, she'd sent a text message or two to Shigaraki with an address and a request to meet her there, if possible, after the party. Ochako had been mulling over the idea of if she should or should not get anything for the League in terms of gifts for the holidays, and if she did, who for, and what...and how in the hell she would give them said gifts. Was it acceptable to bring things over to the party? No...probably not. And she's really, really like to avoid being questioned there, especially with everyone all together under one roof.

So, really...this was the best she could think of. If he shows up, the address will bring him to a cute and rather elegant looking storefront - a clothing shop named, hysterically, 'For the Lols' - Specialty Boutique and Lolita Fashion. Ochako is inside, back facing the window, as she chats with someone inside - probably one of the two owners. She comes here quite often, actually, and has a wide selection of clothes and accessories from this store.

In fact, there are several bags, both big and small alike, by her side. Though...not all of them are from this store. Hm.]

ii. now in the right place

[recommendations]

[ The party is lovely. Kaneki has done a marvelous job decorating and cooking, and Momo even enjoyed some of Bakugou's less-spicy additions! She brought a wide selection of teas, hot cocoas, and non-alcoholic egg nog as her contribution, and has generally been having a good time!

At one point during the night, she has to pop into Kaneki's bedroom to fetch something from her purse, which is when she looks around and realizes... this is the only bedroom that looks actually lived in. The other bedroom has a bed, sure, but it hardly looks like anyone has been using it for that purpose.

Does that mean... what she think it means...?

Suddenly, another realization hits her, that she hasn't seen Ochako in a while. Knowing the way that Ochako feels about Bakugou, and thinking she had better check on her friend to make sure she is alright, given what she may have just inferred, Momo ducks back out into the living room and begins looking around for Ochako. She finally spots her through the sliding glass door of the balcony, and goes out to join her. She's quiet as she slides the door open, realizing that Ochako is singing a carol to herself. Silently, Momo stands by and listens until the song is finished. ]

...That was lovely.

1

[anthropophagite]

[ Ochako knows Kaneki can't eat - she doesn't really know what specifically happens when he does eat normal human food neither that it tastes absolutely disgusting to him, but he did tell her he can't digest any of it and she has noticed before the faces he made at food during Disney.

However, nothing of that will happen tonight. In fact, Kaneki will be eating the food and at every bite he takes, it's as if he just tasted something incredibly delicious. He is even carrying a plate which he fills with bits of the food he passes through, until he takes a brownie ] They look very cute, Uraraka-chan!

[ he can't tell if they smell or taste nice, but they look very pretty, he thinks ] I'm sure everyone will love them.

Keep your bracketttssss

[facepalmchampion]

The texts weren't all that odd to get from Ochako, but he hadn't thought that he would get them at the party. Answering them then wasn't what he was there to do and he would answer them when he had a free moment of not being glared at by Katsuki, apparently. Fair enough, but regardless what he did that night, he also felt like neither of them talking as easily as they both did was going to be received well. It would require conversations and lies he didn't want to tell and this was easier.

After he had done what he needed to accomplish at the dinner, the people he had to talk to and the things he wanted to make sure weren't left undone, Tomura checked his phone again and looked around. It seemed, very much, like she wasn't in trouble and that if she was it would have been more direct. She would have come over, likely? Or he thought she would have. If someone was giving her an issue at the party, he was right there. Right in front of his Ghoul made salad.

Well, if he didn't leave, he wouldn't know. That was what he rationed with his mind as he left Kaneki and Bakugo's place. The address wasn't hard to follow and the store name was amusing by the time he saw it in the distance and recognized the address. He saw her standing in there much quicker than he had to ask himself what she wanted him at a god damn Lolita store for. She could've gotten Bakugo to walk her home, but that didn't seem like her either. She was capable of taking care of herself to her house.

Ugh. Okay, he could do this. The place was more suited to Toga but he wasn't about to call her and tell her to walk Ochako home if that was what she was worried about. It didn't seem likely but nothing else came to mind as he stepped into the store and, ever politely, removed Father from his face. Staying, relatively, quiet aside a small clear of his throat to announce that he was there.

[anthropophagite]

1. Hosting

[ anyone arriving will see a very busy Kaneki preparing the the table with the dishes he and Bakugou have been cooking through the day. In fact, when the door rings, Kaneki is still wearing an apron and oven gloves as he answers the door ] Ah- welcome!

[ if he recognizes who that person is, he will immediately add: ] You can put your things on the bedroom - first door on the corridor.

[ if it's a new face, naturally Kaneki is ready to introduce himself ] I'm Ken Kaneki. I'm sorry, I don't think we have met. [ he won't be turning anyone away, obviously, and his invitation extended to friends of friends and plus one - so he is ready to accept unfamiliar faces too, and greet them with a smile

In any case, each arrival will receive a small little bag with two home-made mochi - matcha and strawberry - and a small christmas card saying "Thank you for coming". He can't give fancy gifts, but he can give this much at least. Hopefully everyone will enjoy them.]

2. Food

[ No one truly gives food a lot of importance. It's a daily thing people do - they eat, they have lunch together, they taste new things. This is so normal and such a natural event that no one ought to give it a lot of importance. Until the day you can't do it anymore and realize you are locked out of one of the most human things people do: share a delicious meal together.

Ghouls learn since very young to be part of this ritual. The food is incredibly disgusting and being unable to digest any of it means the food will actually attack a ghoul's body and health; ghouls who consume human food often are unable to fight, to heal, and continuous consumption can deteriorate the body. It's still something they have to do if they wish to live in the human world alongside humans. Kaneki didn't learn to do that since young because only recently he became a ghoul; therefor only recently he was forced to learn how to do it correctly and forced to train it.

it might sound silly to most, to even bother sharing a meal when it can rot away your body, but it's important. Even ghouls know this. Kaneki does too and for many months he tried his hardest to learn how to eat without looking as if he is about puke. There is even a technique to it, and Kaneki trained himself almost daily to be able to take a bite, chew and swallow the food and look as if it's incredibly delicious. A smile after each bite, a hum of how "good" it tastes, and to repeat the gesture while he is among other people.

And like this, Kaneki is finally able to share his first meal with others in months. He is smiling at every bite he takes, he laughs as if it doesn't bother him and he looks so very human doing so. He even says he doesn't want to try Bakugou's ghost peppers because it leave his mouth numb. Just like any human would.

And when no one is looking, he will sneaking away into the bathroom to empty his stomach completely, before he comes out to mingle once more and go back to eating. Just the way a human would.]

3. Cleaning up

[ By the end of the night and when everyone seems to be happy and full, Kaneki will start cleaning up. The amount of left-overs is, however, way too much. Only one person actually eats in this house, and Kaneki is finding it unrealistic that Bakugou would eat everything.

So while people are enjoying each other's company and while Ken is placing everything in containers, he will ask around if anyone would like to take some of the food home. Please take it, he has no idea what to do with this much food........... ]

Ah, I might have gone overboard. [ kaneki indeed cooked a lot, and the guests also brought their own food and drinks, too. He should have known oops ]

3; he was made for 3

[facepalmchampion]

He had to go sooner or later, later as it turned out. There was a lot of socializing to do for a supervillain and it was tiring. Tiring and Ochako was acting a little too odd for his liking by texting him after such a long time between actual contact. That part of it didn't bother him, he had other things that needed doing than babysitting.

Like this. Which was the opposite of babysitting unless you count Dabi at home (who probably took better care of himself than Shigaraki ever could have). "The second worst part of having anyone at your house. If you knew I was coming, you should've used paper. I excel at clean up." As in he would have just decayed it.

3.

[mamaterasu]

[Kaneki may have seen, throughout the night, that another guest arrived on the scene. Either Katsuki let the wolf in, or she somehow managed to slip past him, but regardless, she is here, and playing the role of living vacuum, licking up crumbs from the floor and cleaning up anything that is dropped or splattered (so long as it's safe for her to eat).

Hell, it's been hours now, and Ammy has eaten like, well...a wolf. And still continue to follow after and eyeball anyone with a plate of tasty snacks. As Ken is doing the clean up, moving food into containers, she is literally at his side, watching him, whining pitifully and leaning her head against his side so, so sadly. Look into her eyes, she is just...so starved. So meek. So thin. She is dying. Look at her. Skin and bones.]

Hhhnnn...!

[Her poke pokes into the crook of his arm, massive head and nose sniffling at the counter he's at. She could easily jump up, easily, but Ammy's not that bad. Usually that gets her kicked out of places, and begging is a 50/50 shot. Come on, give her another snack. She can eat literally everyone's weight in food combined (her stomach is literally endless), so it'll help!!

She's helping!]

2. Food

[am_i_a_monster]

[Abigail does her best to watch Kaneki without looking like she's watching him.  She's good at it; she's used to being sneaky around animals she's hunting.  Not that she's hunting him.  She's merely curious.  The Kaneki she knew - he never actually ate conventional food.  She finally finds a moment to approach this Kaneki when no one else is around.]  

Hi.

[She pauses, to let him say hi back if he wishes.]

This is a lovely dinner.  It reminds me of the dinner parties that a friend of mine back home would throw.   He was an expert at them and such a benevolent host. He would serve all kinds of dishes, even ones he couldn't eat himself. 

[Abigail says it as if it's true.  Lying is easy when it has a bit of truth in it.  Hannibal had served a vegetarian meal to Freddie once.  He probably could have eaten it himself, but his tastes were very different, more like what she had suspected of the Kenaki she knew.] 

No one would expect a host to eat food that wasn't suitable to his dietary needs.  Why, they were just grateful that he had been so accommodating to them.

[She gives a little smile, hopefully he sees more point to her story than a simple anecdote.]

2.

[punchpunchkisskiss]

Finn manages to have a good time no matter who he's talking to. Yes, even Tomura, who's never given Finn his name. His seemingly endless supply of energy makes it easy for him to find the humor in almost anything. It also makes it easy to notice when one of the small group of people disappears.

The first time is perfectly normal. Very human. The second time piques his curiosity. Maybe Ken has, like, a secret pet or something? A video game he's hiding because he's supposed to be partying? Maybe even a kidnapped princess? (That's wishful thinking. He's only met one princess here and she specifically said that she isn't a princess.)

Curiosity turns to concern, and is waiting a respectable distance from the bathroom door when Ken comes out.

"Hey dude, are you okay? I thought I heard puking."

1-ish

[obediences]

[ And just as promised, Luther shows up with Allison in tow as his plus-one; as their gifts to the hosts, they bring a few dozen assorted Christmas-themed cookies from a patisserie, and his smile when greeted is fleeting and a little nervous, but genuinely warm. The bag of mochi looks absolutely tiny when he takes it, dwarfed in his massive hand, and he thanks Kaneki for it enthusiastically ("I don't think I've ever tried this, actually").

Later on, once they've gotten settled, he does his best at mingling and small-talk. (He isn't very good at it.) The apartment is small enough that Luther can't really hide on the sidelines like he usually does; he stands out in this crowd. Predictably, the guest list is largely a bunch of kids, which makes him feel glaringly out-of-place — but whenever it gets too much he just glances over at Allison and exchanges a sheepish look, and it helps that there's a surprising number of familiar faces, too (is that Jane and Ochako over by the kitchen?).

So, when he and Kaneki next cross paths alone, Luther is out on the balcony; catching a breather and taking a moment by himself, but looking more relaxed than he would ordinarily. ]

You're doing a good job at the hosting thing.

3

[numberthree]

[ Allison is absolutely not one to turn down food. She may have spent the last year of her life being a sixties housewife (if more forwardly independent than most), but it didn't mean she wanted to spend her time now that she wasn't cooking daily. And there were always two other people in the house who went through the food just as fast. Especially with the metabolism Luther's always had since they were kids.

She'd been only too glad to help clean up, and box up some things to take with them when they'd be leaving later. But she'd, also chosen a quieter, less crowded moment for a reason that didn't have to do with Kaneki's offer to anyone who was up for taking it and helping him clear the spread.

There really isn't a preamble. Allison's still drying a dish, when she says, quietly: ]

I wanted to apologize. For that conversation, we had on the network.

3

[helpdesk_hero]

[It had been a good night. The food was good, the company was great, and David was mostly relieved to not be planning this thing. So toward the end of the night he happily moved to help Ken start packing things away.]

It's alright. I'll give you a tip from when I did an open Thanksgiving last year. Homeless shelters are open all night. What you can't force into the hands of guests and can't store here, we can take down to the nearest ones if you want. It would be good.

Light mention of Manga spoilers for Tomura's background story.

[facepalmchampion]

Have you ever rolled up to a party with three other people from your tightly knit crew and still felt more out of place than you ever had adorned in the taxidermied, disembodied hands of your family? He did. For his own security and for the chance to see just how far Kaneki meant by they could show up wearing whatever they wanted. Essentially this was what counted as his Sunday best, but no one ever expected the childhood trauma to show up.

Really, Tomura couldn't care less for parties but this was a great opportunity that really couldn't be passed up. For any of them. Each person there from what anyone would sanely call the villain side, had fought begrudgingly or not at his side in tandem at points and trusted by him to execute his plans and ideas in pursuit of similar goals. That meant they knew what they were doing separate or together, he trusted them to use the opportunity or use the opportunity and to let their hair down a little. They hadn't made a move and even Shigaraki was getting tense with what their next move should be.

But this? This he felt like turning around and not bothering. He hated social gatherings and had put himself out into enough of them over the course of his time here to last a lifetime. Opportunity or not, it didn't mean he had to like it and worse still he had a sinking feeling. They were walking right into the mouth of the beast, but they had done that before and come out on top.

A few extra 'behave' glances were given to a certain two people and none of whom were Twice if they saw them or not. The last thing he wanted was them to be broken up and they have to hold a Christmas jailbreak. That sounded like a terrible Christmas special he wanted to be none the part of in conjunction with Hallmark.

For his part, he wasn't being all that sociable to begin with. Tomura knew he should be to keep up appearances, but he was already tiring of the thin veneer that he undertook on his own. They were stronger now. The food was good, at least, and there was enough booze that he was sure people were going to be loose lipped here or there if he found the right person to exploit information from. His own drink in hand, and the only one he really wanted to nurse the night away on, he finally stepped into the foray of social contact.

((Feel free to do whatever your character wishes if the generalized thing isn't for you. Also feel free to bracket, I am just a prose brain today.))

[mamaterasu]

[During the night, maybe after most people have had their fill of, well...everything, Ammy will begin her umpteenth round of food thievery. Anything that was left unattended, unguarded, and within reach - either on a counter, coffee table, or otherwise, the white wolf (who may or may not have crashed this party, shhh) will be stealthily prowling around. If she thinks she can get away with it, her nose will poke up just enough to sniff, then large jaws catch whatever smells best. Very seldom does she leave anything behind, though chocolate gets a wrinkle of her nose and a snort before she moves on.

Nope. Not that.

In fact, Shigaraki may catch her in the act, since she's not really all that subtle about her villainous ways, pausing only because their eyes lock as she places one huge paw on the coffee table and tilts her head, mouth open, over a plate of spare ribs. She inches closer, eyes still locked on him, wondering if he'll tell her no. I mean, it probably won't stop her, but this weirdo has a pretty wild, negative aura about him, though that actually means shit here.]

[self_immolate]

[ As the boss's unfortunate roommate, being harangued into attending this 'party' is nigh-inevitable. Dabi makes no promises of actually staying, and does intend to leave at the soonest opportune moment when he surely won't be missed. For now though, he's here, dressed in plain black jeans and shirt, plus yet another variation of jacket, scarred features pulled into a grimace. He has the immense pleasure of transporting the "League's" contribution to the party: the cheapest canned chicken noodle soup they could find, emptied into a pot over the stove, and "kept warm" by his Quirk.

Of course he isn't actually using his Quirk for this bullshit, so enjoy the lukewarm pot of soup he sets directly on the table with the other food.

Dabi escapes the milieu quickly after that. He's not necessarily opposed to the very premise of being around people, but being around heroes from UA is another matter, and this gathering is a great deal more intimate than that Halloween bash. He really would like to know what the hell is going through Shigaraki's mind to put them in such close quarters with heroes from their world.

Grabbing food and drink, he takes them to the balcony and boosts himself onto the slight overhead ledge, for some peace and privacy away from hero wannabes. Running at a higher temperature than most, the winter cold registers as nothing more than a vague awareness, and Dabi stays out there for the rest of the time he lingers, either munching through his plate or, at one point, pulling out a cigarette. He may or may not carelessly tip the ashes over the edge and onto the balcony at some point.

After a fair hour or so, when it becomes clear nothing eventful will happen despite mixed company, Dabi takes his leave. Dropping off the side of the balcony is no problem, his landing on ground level cushioned by a blast of fire from his legs. He can't use the Porter on his own though, so he mostly ends up kicking about the surrounding city. ]

[floatsaway]

[It was a shock that they brought anything. Ochako was sure not a soul in the League would have bothered, but what they did bring actually had her slapping her hands over her mouth and shoving three brownies into it to keep from laughing herself stupid. The sheer pettiness of the 'meal' they 'prepared' for the party had tears dewing in Ochako's eyes from restrained laughter (or maybe the fact she was partially choking on those brownies), and she actually and legitimately thought it was funny. Rude as all hell, but honestly? Very on point. She couldn't even be mad about it.

...But. Ochako still won't eat it. Sorry, even a poor girl will not touch that sort of mess in a can, good sir. Leave it for the dogs - there's one hanging around here, somewhere. Though Ochako has yet to run into it, somehow. HOW MYSTERIOUS.

And while Dabi is most certainly not one of the League Ochako seeks out, or even attempts to mingle with for too long - she's not as comfortable around him as she is with Twice and Shigaraki - bumping into him is inevitable in such a small space. Probably because Ochako had the same idea to escape the uncomfortable atmosphere that is getting thicker and thicker by the second...and she can feel the broiling air heating up between the two opposing sides. This was...such a bad idea. Even if the evening was going smoothly, the tension is just--]

Oh. [Heck. Ochako clears her throat awkwardly, wondering if she should just...go. P-Probably. And yet--] I'm sorry, I-I didn't know anyone would be...out here.

[hot_handed]

[Katsuki would have preferred the villains not bring anything at all. It saved him time cleaning up, and he didn't have to worry about anyone getting sick from whatever that attempt was. That...soup? Is that what it was? It was just insulting.

At some point there are enough people around for Katsuki to feel okay stepping onto the balcony for five, but, ugh. He's there too.]

Your cooking sucks. I'm surprised none of you have died from food poisoning.

[anthropophagite]

[ While Kaneki is enjoying the dinner and the company, he is also making sure he is a good host - he picks up any leftovers of food or empty plates and glasses as he goes through the house greeting others. He is doing that as he passes by the balcony, spotting Dabi-

he knows who that is, he came with Shigaraki-san, and the man has spoken about his companion (a little), but Kaneki hasn't spoken to him himself. Therefor he heads to the balcony, with the excuse to pick up empty glasses left on the chair. ]

H-hello. [ Kaneki greets him with a smile ] I'm sorry if I'm bothering-