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Remus J. Lupin ([personal profile] natureinblood) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2009-12-22 07:29 am

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Who: Moonybase and YOU
When: 23 December 2009. 8am - 10pm
Where: Moonybase.
Summary: An open invitation to a party never looked so good. Check your weapons and powers at the door.
Warnings: Probably everything. Please see this post for details.
Format: Whatever works. Don't forget to add your tag.
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Remus had been to enough Christmas parties in his lifetime to know when one would end disastrously, including those that had been specifically dated to avoided interfering with other Christmas plans that the guests might have. This was one of them. But his tolerance had kept him quiet, the happy act of cleaning and decorating taken to as easily as any other task he did.

The twins had also been enlisted to help, given the important task of stringing a length of bright red ribbon and pine up the staircase to the second floor. The soft white lights that followed were magic. In fact, none of the lights, save for whatever lamps or overhead lights that Miles insisted upon, were run by electricity, and many were candles, kept only from setting anything ablaze by a flame-freezing charm.

By the time the morning of the party rolled around, the house looked as if it had been pulled straight out of a Christmas card, Remus borrowing from what he remembered of Christmases as Hogwarts and the Burrow, including a single bit of mistletoe in the entry. The snow helped, piling nicely (if in an oddly organized fashion) outside thanks to a little help from Miles, adding to the image; if nothing else, Remus was happy with it, the certainty that he would wind up having to transfigure another person into some sort of object nagging at the back of his mind.

Tin whistles, toy rocking horses, and sprigs of mistletoe were likely going to be very common later in the evening, he mused, tapping his wand rhythmically against the palm of his hand in thought as he checked everything over once more, walking through the sitting and dining rooms and out into the backyard where the tree house had been built out of ice and wood into the tree there. The floating green structures that Kyle Rayner had promised to provide were still missing, but they would be there soon enough.

He pocketed his wand and walked back into the house, shaking free the snow from his boots, and glancing at the clock. People who had offered their assistance had been asked to come early, which meant that the kitchen was soon going to turn into a madhouse, the extra stove only offering so much help. It also meant he had best make tea before he was banned from the room.

ooc; alkdsjfa you guys are amazing <3 For your convenience, links to the separate comment sections. To keep the death to your bandwidth down a little.

EARLY ARRIVALS: VARIOUS PREPARATIONS
TIMELY ARRIVALS: CHECK YOUR MOTIVES AT THE DOOR
SOCIALIZING FOR FUN AND PROFIT
GO AHEAD! TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL!
I'M GOING TO PISTOL-WHIP THE NEXT GUY WHO SAYS 'SHENANIGANS'
THIS IS WHY MANKIND INVENTED THE 'GUEST BEDROOM'
AND THEN EVERYTHING ELSE HAPPENED HERE
TAKING YOUR TOYS AND GOING HOME

EARLY ARRIVALS: VARIOUS PREPARATIONS

[identity profile] bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 01:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Pre-party prep lasts from 8AM - 6PM! Get checked out and then come help out!
shiromadoushi: (Happy ^_^)

Cook number 1 reporting for duty!

[personal profile] shiromadoushi 2009-12-22 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Bakura, for once, was early and from the amount of things that were with him, it was clear one of his friends had given him a ride over, since it was unlikely that he could have carried that many bags of covered dishes and wrapped presents to the house and still had any arms left.

He wasn't especially dressed up, as he expected to be helping out far more than being social, but his hair was tied back in a green ribbon and the sweater he had on was festive, if cheesy.

He knocked on the door politely, all but bouncing on his toes, pumped up and ready to help!

/bounces

[identity profile] objectiondenied.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Phoenix had arrived especially early to keep an eye on the door, an cup of coffee and a bagel from Starbucks in hand. He put the bagel into his mouth to open the door, greeting Bakura with a muffled, "Hey." He recognized him from Edgeworth's description.

"Nice sweater. You one of Edgeworth's assistants today?" he asked, taking the bagel out, glad that he'd gone the smart route and put the magatama on a chain hanging below his locket, his hands too full to be sticking in his pockets for it.
shiromadoushi: (Yo!)

:)

[personal profile] shiromadoushi 2009-12-22 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Bakura smiled happily, giving a nod. "I am! Bakura Ryou, at your service and ready to cook!" he said with a small bow of his head and a laugh.

[identity profile] objectiondenied.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Phoenix chuckled and nodded toward the kitchen.

"Phoenix Wright. I'm your bouncer for the evening. Kitchen's through there."

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soldieringblue: (‹when events move›)

--and the bitches that live here |D

[personal profile] soldieringblue 2009-12-22 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
As much as he had hoped to be of use in preparation for the oncoming event (or ordeal, depending on how one looked at it), Blue had retreated a couple days prior, with his apologies, and kept to himself. One, for the sake of shaking a small bit of illness he'd gotten from his last outdoor walk, and two for the sake of building up enough energy to get through an evening that would be exploding with thought and sound and, perhaps, trouble.

Early afternoon, though, he reappeared, as the sounds of busy minds was too much to ignore anymore. These sorts of things were quite alien to him on this scale; if he could not be of use, he would observe and learn, so come next time around...

In any case, he had decided it would be appropriate to offer Miles the gift he had found for him early, and that came downstairs with him.

\o/

[identity profile] bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Edgeworth needed a break from directing other people, and also from the heat of the kitchen; it was all too willingly that he made his escape into the main hallways and rested by leaning back against the wall, his arms folded over his chest.

As much as he wished to use this holiday dinner for both his own distraction and the gathering of information, he remained nowhere near as social a creature as the rest of his adopted family would have liked him to be in his own world; Franziska and Manfred had been the ones who preferred to attend the functions and command the guests.

Still, it was a commitment from which he could no longer run, and he intended to see it through.

...Just as soon as his eyes cleared from chopping all of those damned onions.
soldieringblue: (‹when i evade›)

[personal profile] soldieringblue 2009-12-22 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
There was no need to venture any closer to the kitchen, then. A bit of a relief; all that food was, admittedly, slightly nauseating just by sheer scale. Blue had developed a bad habit for sneaking up on people unawares--forgetting that not everyone can sense intent from far away, but...he was better about it, lately. Before he came too close, he spoke up:

"I would hope...that you are not overwhelmed just yet. Things have barely begun."

[identity profile] bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Straightening up slightly and rubbing his eyes to clear them as much as he could--wondering whether or not wearing contact lenses instead of glasses had been the smarter idea after all; it had occurred to him that the glasses might steam up, but onion was no friend to a man with contacts--Edgeworth turned his head to look at the source of the voice.

Recognizing it as belonging to Blue even before he could see the other man, he nodded his head once in greeting. It was good to see the other up and about--and also meant that he would be able to switch all the old bedding out for the new set.

"No, not at all. Merely taking a moment to re-focus. There's much to do."

It was a lie, and he knew that Blue could probably tell somehow, but he told it anyway for his own comfort.

Offering something close to a tired smile, he asked, "And you? Will you be all right, or should we have Remus soundproof your room for the evening?"

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BUILDING EXTRA ROOMS i must go work on an essay so will be slow

[identity profile] shinygreenjesus.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Kyle arrived as early as he could. He was still shell-shocked from Guy's death, but he knew that he needed to get out of the apartment, and also knew that the best thing for him when he was depressed was to either work himself to exhaustion or get out and surround himself with people.

This was a chance to do both. Besides, he'd made a promise.

He rang the doorbell, turning up his collar a little at the chill.

mmmm delicious meta omnomnom

[identity profile] shinygreenjesus.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Kyle managed to force a smile. "Heh, even if I hadn't signed up over the network, I'd be happy to help. You're..."

He considered. Didn't look like Phoenix or Edgeworth, so it had to be Remus. Good god, he was doing work for two video game characters and a guy from Harry Potter. The only way this was going to get more ridiculous was if ObiWan showed up.

Granted, knowing this place? That was not just likely, but assured.

He hid his nerdness well, however, not even batting an eye. "Remus, right? I'm Kyle Rayner, I signed up to put up the extra rooms...?"

Ahahaha

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notadartboard: (why yes i'm a cook)

COOK NUMBAH TWO

[personal profile] notadartboard 2009-12-22 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Sanji was all over this holiday party thing. He was used to providing large amounts of food, so he already knew exactly what to buy, what to bring, and what to request. He got up ridiculously early to go to the fish market and score an entire tuna freshly-caught (not sushi-grade, but pretty close), which he made Usopp carry. His own arms were laden with bags of ingredients for potato paille, chocolate mousse, and a big ol' baked ham.

Clad in a pinstripe shirt and vibrant tie under his wool peacoat, he staggered to the door of the party house under the weight of his parcels. Heaven forbid he should try to carry gifts in addition - the food was more than enough. Without a hand free to knock, he just called out, "Oi! Somebody give me a hand here?"

[identity profile] objectiondenied.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Phoenix was at the door this time and he happily volunteered to help, keeping the door open with one foot.

"Guess this means there are going to be a lot of left over," he joked, taking one of the bags from Sanji, and offering to take another.
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[personal profile] notadartboard 2009-12-22 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," Sanji responded, gladly offering him some of his burdens so he could pick up the (rather large) fish. "Depends on how many bottomless stomachs there are in this city. Sanji," he added with a nod. "Obviously here to cook."

[identity profile] objectiondenied.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hopefully enough. What kind of fish is that?" he asked, taking the bag offered to him, and stepping back into the house so that Sanji could follow him. "The kitchen's this way. Edgeworth will be glad to have another cook."

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OM NOM

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Cook #3! Cooking assistant might be a more accurate title.

[identity profile] mobius-bound.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Edgeworth had given her a list and Cameron, being Cameron, purchased duplicates of items she found difficult to locate or that had a higher-than-normal possibility towards breaking. In the end this meant that when she arrived at 8:15 AM precisely she was burdened with three rather oversized boxes as she made her way up the stairs to the door.

Setting them down - they were heavy, but she didn't mind - Cameron knocked on the door and waited for an answer.
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woo~ also, pulling temporary door duty

[identity profile] bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Having agreed to let Phoenix grab some coffee before the rest of the helpers came in, Edgeworth had found himself waiting by the door with his checklist in hand, going over some last minute changes and additions with narrowed eyes and fierce swipes of a red pen; when the knock came, he glanced toward the door and hmmed thoughtfully.

When people said they'd be early, they really weren't joking.

That pleased him to no end.

Tucking the notebook under his arm and sticking the pen in his shirt pocket, Edgeworth opened the door and found a young woman standing there with a decent pile of boxes nearby.

Early in the morning, female, and apparently quite well prepared?

"Ah. You must be 'Cameron'," he declared, giving her something of a smug smile and a slight bow. "Welcome. Will you be needing assistance with these?"

[identity profile] mobius-bound.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good morning, Mr. Edgeworth." Cameron smiled faintly and returned the gesture of the bow. There was, in her mind, no excuse not the mimic the manners of the host.

"They are rather heavy, however, I can manage. There were several items on your list that were difficult to find and I was uncertain if you would require more so I purchased an extra amount. Also, the box on the bottom is insulated.

Would you like me to take these items directly to the kitchen?"
dragony: (rua stop being an ass)

more bitches that live here!

[personal profile] dragony 2009-12-23 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Even early in the day, the house was surprisingly busy, cooks and assistants and residents everywhere. Meals to cook, tea to brew, additional housing to build, the works. Ruka had only been to one party before; a costumed birthday party in this very house, back before Rua arrived in the City, before Remus and Edgeworth lived together properly, and they still lived in that apartment complex quite a ways away.

Thus, this was the first time Ruka had ever seen how much work went into just preparing a party, and though she wanted to help, everyone was moving so fast, it seemed like she'd just get in the way.

And so, she lingered around doorways and empty pathways, curiously watching the strangers in her house.

and the parental figures that may or may not publicly admit to adoring them

[identity profile] bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com 2009-12-23 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Edgeworth had not seen his charges for some time, and being curious as to their whereabouts--as any good guardian figure would be, with one prone to getting in trouble and the other prone to trying to stop said trouble--left the kitchen for a while to see to other aspects of the setup.

Well, and to figure out just where in blazes the children had disappeared to. Remus was the only magic-worker in the house at the moment. They shouldn't have gotten far.

"Ruka?" he called, quietly, peering up the stairs to the second floor.

The recreation room, perhaps? Hmm.
dragony: (but I didn't order a candygram)

: A special holiday edition

[personal profile] dragony 2009-12-23 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps in part due to the holiday decorations themselves, as someone always in reds and greens would quite easily match this season's particular color scheme, or perhaps simply because she had a knack of fading into the background, but when Edgeworth was calling for her up the staircase, she was in the exact opposite direction — maybe twenty feet behind him, loitering in another doorway.

"Yes?" she replied, pulling herself out into the hallway.

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and their nosy-ass brothers!

[identity profile] strongest-tool.livejournal.com 2009-12-23 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Whatcha doin'?"

The question was simple and one Rua seemed to have a propensity for asking his sister whenever he snuck up on her -- always from behind, for some reason. Whether Ruka was even surprised by it anymore at this point remained to be seen.
dragony: (rua stop being an ass)

as played by Mary Kate Olson

[personal profile] dragony 2009-12-23 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
Ruka didn't seem terribly startled when she turned to look over her shoulder. She'd long gotten used to his habit, and as long as they weren't out in public somewhere, it didn't bother her. (Being sneaked up on at school, on the other hand, made her incredibly jumpy.)

"Ohh, nothing," she replied, turning more fully. "Just watching everyone else."

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