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Soulfasting Concert for Charity

Who: Lenna Charlotte Tycoon, the Kagamine twins, and open invite for all
What: A Soulfast-themed charity concert and dance
When: Sunday night
Where: The Tycoon family estate
Summary: Lenna is hosting a charity event to benefit Union's poor and homeless population, along with refugees from war-torn communities outside Union's walls and people who are moving into the city but need some help while they get on their feet. The entire city is invited, and donations are not required but are strongly encouraged in the form of Lenna smiling and making big moe eyes at everyone as they enter until they do.

[It's the beginning of the Soulfasting holiday, and despite the complications with Cresselia and Darkrai, Lenna has miraculously managed to pull together the final preparations for her charity event at the last minute. The party itself is being held at the Tycoon mansion in the noble quarter, and the doors have been opened for any and all who wish to come and make merry.

The spacious foyer of the house has been set up with numerous tables with food and drink for the various attendees, plenty of room for dancing and mingling, and of course a large stage at the front of the room set up for Rin and Len Kagamine - Lenna's roommates and the headline performing act of the night. There are donation boxes situated around the room, and Lenna will also be accepting larger donations personally so that she can secure them elsewhere in the house.

And because of the time of year, there is also a table set up with plenty of Pokemon-themed masks for people to wear, with a fancy sign hand written in calligraphy: 'Courtesy of the Tatsumi Gallery.' Lenna herself is wearing a short red party dress with matching heels, greeting everyone as they enter and more or less just buzzing about making sure everyone is having a good time.]

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[Harima made a thoughtful sound, thinking way too hard about the logic of people who had tons of expendable wealth. The gaudy masquerade, right in time for Soul Fast, really was attention-grabbing.

....For a charity, maybe that was the point.]

Yeah, guess you're right. I'm thinking I better stay away from that girl who's hosting this, or she's gonna look at me with those big, sad eyes because I'm not wearing a mask or something.

[Like his wallet not being deep enough. He felt like a scruffy little Swinub at a party of gorgeous Vulpixes in this place.]

[Yakumo ignored the sound, but she knew what it meant. He really wasn't the sort to be at a party like this. But...she has a fix for that.]

Well, Lenna seems very nice. [Reaching into her small handbag, Yakumo produces a mask and offers it to him. It's actually more of a nose-cover, but she'd intended it as kind of a joke. The shape? Looks oddly reminiscent of a Swinub's nose.]

Iori picked it out for you.

[Whoa. The timing of that was so good it was a little eerie. Was Yakumo some kind of mind reader??

Surprised by the little gesture, he reached out to take the little mask for study-- and chuckled, totally amused.]

'Course he did. Napoleon must've put him up to it, too.

[The two little trouble makers certainly made quite the duo...

Without second thought he put it on and struck a badass pose in his seat.]

How do I look? Cool, huh?

Probably.

[Okay? If you ever wanted to see Yakumo giggle? You get to right now. She covers her mouth with curled fingers and laughs lightly. It's not that it's unfitting, because it fits just right. But...it probably was Napoleon.]

You...look very cu-[ute...but she catches herself.]-ool.

[Heh. There we go, something that was outside of Yakumo's usual quiet demeanor. Not that he minded the quiet, but the girl needed to smile a little more.

Especially at a party. No girl needed to be unhappy at something like this.]

Damn straight I look cool, [Harima said, throwing aside all pretenses at formality as he struck another pose.] I've gotta hand it to him, Iori's got good taste!

[Yakumo's smile returns to normal and she nods succinctly. The posing is amusing, and she finds her cheeks coloring faintly.]

Yes, that's very true. he really does. And so does Napoleon.

[Good tastes in pranks. And in a show of solidarity, Yakumo pulls on her Misdreavious hat. She'd brought it along just in case.]

And how do I look?

[Harima stuck his thumb in the air when she asked her question]

Fantastic. We might actually have a chance of standing up to those people who went all out with their costumes like this.

[No...they couldn't. But, at least they had something now.]

[She blushes VERY profusely at that particular compliment. And at the implication.]

D-Do...you...want to dance?

[-Blink-

That was unexpected. Harima looked a little nervous for a second, quickly glancing out at the dance floor before turning his gaze back to Yakumo.]

Uhm...sure.

[He didn't have much practice, but it couldn't be that hard. Besides, Yakumo was also a part of this world, and she invited him...]

[The look from him almost instantly made her reconsider. She was probably being too forward, putting too many expectations on him. That he'd even come was a bit of a little dream coming true.

And...then he agrees and her heart leaps up into her throat.]

Alright. T-Then let's.

[She stands up, waiting for him to take the lead.]

[Harima stood as well, not even sure how he was going to make this work, and quietly held his hand out for Yakumo to take.]

Well? Our shoes aren't gonna dance themselves.

True enough...

[Internally, she's freaking out just a bit, because how do you dance? She's never done it without reading the mind of her partner...

But now may be as good as any to learn. So she takes his hand in hers, fingers curling around his, and steps closer. He's got to lead, after all. And he surely knows how to dance.]

[Without another word Harima guides her onto the floor, quickly picking up on the beat of the music and falling in line with the rest of the dancers. His movements lacked the grace of many of the others, and he kept pulling her in odd little twirls, but he carried himself with enough confidence for the both of them.

Good thing, too. He had no idea what he was doing.]

[She goes along with it, attempting to pull some sort of grace out of him. The confidence helps, and Yakumo gradually gets some sort of stability back as she gets used to being so close to him. Thankfully, she's dexterous enough to avoid having her feet stepped on, but there are a few close calls...]

This...is nice.

[At least she was able to adjust and adapt her own pace to his. It was enough for him to feel relieved, because at least he was helping her not be a fool at this kind of function. In truth, it was all beyond him...

But, she was right. This part wasn't so bad.]

Yeah, it is. [He spun her around, still keeping pace with the tempo despite his awkward footing.] I'm definitely glad I'm here with a friend instead of someone else.

[Yakumo nods at that, taking a step closer to him and sliding along as gracefully as a Kirlia, despite the awkward way he's moving. She's found the pattern in his step, and is adapting easily enough.]

Are we friends? [A pause.] Good friends, I mean? Aren't there...other people you'd rather be out with? [Because honestly, hearing that is a little needle to her ego.]

Not really. Napoleon'd attack the snack bar as soon as he got here, Conan'd knock everyone over, Alexander'd be chasing after anything that looked interesting, Nijo'd cause a fight, and we don't want Dino and The Lairon starting a brawl here.

[There's no reason to worry, Yakumo. Harima seriously has no other human in his life that he'd count among his friends, not that he'd ever admit to anything like that openly.]

[She lowers her head a bit, smiling quietly to herself as they dance. Of course he'd think of the Pokemon first. He always did.]

It's true. Haruki and Iori would make a mess too.

[And she's glad that she's the only human he brought up, honestly.]

Yeah, they would.

[He lifted his hand, looking at the other people on the dance floor while Yakumo hid her face under her hat. Really, she was kinda cute when she did things like that....]

Maybe we should bring 'em something, [He aaid suddenly, lighting an idea while he thought about their pokemon.] I know Napoleon would love to try some of the fancy food here.

[She fights back another giggle, and then her heart stops cold for a brief second when she catches a flicker of thought. Cute. He'd thought she was cute? Oh...goodness. That...that was an even better feeling than the dance. And the first time she'd caught one of his, too.

It makes her smile even wider, her head dipping lower to hide a temporary blush.]

P-Probably. They'd like it. And I know Haruki would love s-some of the candied apples. Lenna won't mind, I'm sure.

[...She must have had good reason to hide her face like that. Harima didn't question it, just kept moving along with the rhythm of the song, guiding Yakumo with him.]

Candied apples...that's a good idea. We should get a bunch and drop by the Habitat before we go home. It'd be like they were a part of the party too!

I...like that idea.

[More time with him? Yes please. And then the idea of bringing a bit of the party back for Iori, Teru, and the others was appealing too? She could practically see the Espurr's tail curling in delight.]

I'm sure they'd like it too.

[The dance slows a bit, and presumably so does Harima. So, Yakumo just leans up against him, resting her head on his shoulder as they move.]

[The subtle gesture from Yakumo took him by surprise. He tensed up, foot steps becoming a little more clumsy with the ridgidity of his spine. This was strange for her to do. Sure, they were dancing but...they were still friends, right?

It was a legitimate concern, even as he felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment.]

We should, uh, go grab some before someone beats us to it.

[They were still friends. It was all just part of the dance, after all, but when he tenses like that, she does too. Pulling away, she looks up at him and nods.]

Y-Yes. Yes we should.

[Internally, though? She's facepalming. How...could she let herself do that?! Embarrassing them both!]

[Truth was, he just wasn't that good with people. Anyone getting that physically close to him (unless it was a fight and he was about to be thrown to the ground) was a rare thing even within his own family. That, with his inherent clumsiness added to it, just made for a mess.]

You get a bag, I'll grab the snacks, and we'll blow this pokepuff stand?

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