[open] they're playin' my song, I know I'm gonna be okay

[babbylon]

Who: Gilgamesh and everybody! Seriously, everyone's welcome to tag in.
When: Shortly following the Heroes' return from the dungeon.
Where: Carnival Phantasm, Caissa
What: It's a threeway mingle for Caissa's hottest businesses: Carnival Phantasm, Independent Action, and Heaven's Feel. Come get a taste of each!
Rating: General audiences, most likely.

Welcome to Caissa!



CARNIVAL PHANTASM

[Today, Carnival Phantasm has its doors open to the public. The fake sakura tree in the room seemed to be blooming through the power of some magic and the combination of sakura petals and glitter added to the festive atmosphere. Irisviel was quite serious when she meant for the place to have a party, fantastical feel. The smell of tea wafted through the air, the music played gently in the background and everything was set for Caissa's First Maid and Butler Cafe.

In the welcoming area would be the stations for Heaven's Feel and Independent Action that were set up for Gilgamesh's and Caren's businesses. A sign up sheet was also present on the wall for anyone interested for jobs at the cafe.

The proprietor herself was dressed in her maid outfit, flitting between the welcoming area, seating area and kitchen. She was also making sure that her platoon of maids and butlers were doing well and the customers were satisfied. If anyone was causing trouble, Irisviel would descend upon them and rain down the punishment of the heavens (in other words, throw them out or let Nobunaga get to them).

At the back of the cafe was a small stage. Whenever a substantial crowd of people had gathered during the festivities, Irisviel would step forward with a microphone and make a short speech addressing them all.

"Hello everyone, thank you for coming and supporting Carnival Phantasm! This wouldn't have been possible without the help of Caren and Gilgamesh, so please patronize Independent Action and Heaven's Feel as well. So please enjoy the food and drink, challenge your maids and butlers to a round of games or take a picture—I guarantee that Carnival Phantasm will take you away from the real world for a brief moment to somewhere fantastical! Kyu~~n. ♡"

And so the festivities would continue.]

INDEPENDENT ACTION

[Caren's station in the Carnival Phantasm may seem to be understated compared to the others. Instead of fancy glitter or anything similar, she's gone with an understated look. Crates have been placed around, and while some of them are clearly for atmosphere (they have rocks if anyone peeks inside) there are others that hold containers for tea, new tea pots, flasks, and various assorted items. What’s with those strange looking flowers...?

There is a tea station set up in front of the crates, with seating area around it. All tea samples are free! While they rotate throughout the day with other teas (Manatea and Enchantea being the most notable), there are the teas that are made for Carnival Phantasm and Heaven's Feel. Dirtea is made with Carnvial Phantasm in mind, which is a vanilla oolong that cleanses your heart and mind. Connectivitea was made for Heaven’s Feel, and is a black tea and chai blend, with cinnamon, cloves, and has golden glittery hearts that make the tea into a golden experience.]

HEAVEN'S FEEL

[Gilgamesh has gone all out for his station, suited to his ostentatious personality. He's cordoned off a section with golden streamers and designated it as a "speed dating" area, so those interested can fill out their own cards and get matched on the spot with their fellows! Tasty cakes and pastries are provided free of charge, and there are also a few representatives floating around to offer information about the business. Naturally, Gilgamesh is on call to assist with any and all needs, dressed in a stunning number of his own.

But it's not all romance! Anyone seeking friendships, business partners, and beneficial alliances are encouraged to make use of their services and sign up. Every so often Gilgamesh can be seen hosting fun games, too, such as musical chairs and trivia. Although much of the trivia curiously seems to be centered around Gilgamesh himself...

Gilgamesh is easily the most boisterous among the three, so if you're not doing anything, expect to get pulled over into his general sphere of influence.]

(( More info about the featured businesses can be found on their respective pages, as linked. Don't forget to fill out a card with Heaven's Feel while you're there! Just to clarify, this log takes place at Carnival Phantasm; all businesses are represented in the same area, so feel free to tag among the stations however you please! Get out there and mingle, guys!

As a final note, all business are also open to hiring! If you're interested in employment, just check out those pages and sign right up. ))

Comments

[openhanded]

J-5, then?

[the irony is that he has a ship in almost the same place. for fuck's sake, these two.]

Man, I'm still hungry. I'm gonna have to take you up on the snack offer at this rate.

[rulayracing]

And you've sunk the ship. Good luck finding the rest.

[He'll remove his piece from play and huffs with mild amusement.]

You? Still hungry? That's not surprising in the least.

[openhanded]

I won't need it. B-2?

[He sighs.]

You can't blame me. This whole place smells like cake!

[rulayracing]

Miss. [HAH.] G4?

[Mikleo shakes his head.]

Funny that, since we're in a cafe. Sure you won't spoil your appetite for dinner, though?

[He knows that's impossible, considering Sorey has a bottomless pit for a stomach.]

[openhanded]

Darn. Hit, go again.

[He rests his chin in his hand and watches Mikleo over the top of the game divider.]

I can't imagine I will, unless you make like... a whole gallon of ice cream.

[rulayracing]

[Aw, yeah.]

G3?

[The water seraph raises an eyebrow at him.]

I think even you'd get sick of it if I made that much.

[openhanded]

Hit.

[He's feeling a lot better since he got ice dumped down his pants, that's for sure. Nothing makes him feel more alive than racing Mikleo to something. Even if it's dinner.]

Wanna bet?

[rulayracing]

G2?

[Mikleo's noticed, and he's doing his best to hide his amusement. At least this little wager has lifted Sorey's spirits. If the brunet's lucky, he won't have a repeat incident with the ice.]

Nnno. I think I'll spare you from that kind of bet. You'll just get sick if you tried.

[openhanded]

And that's a miss. J-1?

[If he's lucky. So far he's leading, but only barely.]

I guess you have a point. There was that one time... I don't know if it was a whole gallon, but I did get pretty sick afterward.

[rulayracing]

Miss. G5?

[Mikleo's determined to turn the tables! The spirit of competition compels him!]

You tried valiantly, and that's why I don't make that much for just one person. We really don't need to have that happen again.

[openhanded]

[The most dramatic, long-suffering sigh.] Hit.

[Funny enough, he doesn't regret eating all that ice cream though.]

But it's so good...

[rulayracing]

[Mikleo huffs a laugh.]

G6.

[He shakes his head. Again, he's not surprised.]

Too much of a good thing can still be bad for you. You know that. [A look.] Then again, maybe not.

[openhanded]

Hit... go again. [yes, he did put his biggest ship in the middle. just like mikleo. ffs these two]

I think whoever invented that saying was just a pessimist, honestly. I don't really believe it-- I mean, I never get tired of you.

[rulayracing]

G7. And you complained about me putting a ship in the middle. [They're too much, honestly.

What. Mikleo has to cover his mouth as he blushes. Ugh, really. The things that come out of Sorey's mouth so casually....]

Okay, true, but I'm also not food or anything like that.

[openhanded]

Because that's where I put mine. I was afraid you'd figure it out! [And, alas, he did. He places the final peg in the carrier.] Anyway, it's sunk now. Your turn again.

[Mikleo is awful cute when he blushes, so Sorey's just stopped trying to filter half the things that come out of his mouth. And that's why he gets into trouble.]

Maybe it only applies to inanimate objects? I could accept that, I think.

[rulayracing]

I might not have if you hadn't said anything. [Gosh!! Mikleo stares at the board and figures, why not? The G column is almost done, and it might give him a better picture of where Sorey's other ships are.] G1?

[Sorey, please.... It's not worth the trouble.]

Even too much water can be bad for you, you know. I think that's what they were trying to get at.

[openhanded]

[Sorey is beginning to think he made a mistake.]

Hit...

[He's just going to slump over now.]

[rulayracing]

[Mikleo is pretty sure he's winning a moral battle or something. He's trying not to laugh as he reaches over to pat Sorey's hand soothingly.]

There, there. I'm sure my luck will run out. Eventually. [Question is, which part of the ship has he hit? Let's find out!] H1?

[openhanded]

Hit.

[He lets out a groan and just continues to lay there.]

[rulayracing]

[It's hard not to feel smug about this. With false innocence:]

I1?

[Mikleo pretty much has won in terms of psychological warfare.]

[openhanded]

Hit, and sunk.

[Sorey will get his revenge. He will.]

[rulayracing]

Hope you've got a good restaurant in mind.

[Sure, Sorey. Sure.

Back to hunting, though.]

G8?

[He's not expecting much else from the G numbers, but he can afford it for now.]

[openhanded]

Well, since you asked... there's this place in Gammon that does really good desserts, and I guess their steak is pretty legendary.

[Sorey was thinking of splitting something.]

Miss. [FINALLY.] A-2?

[rulayracing]

[Sorey has him at "really good desserts" and he knows it, the jerk. Not that Mikleo will ever admit it.]

Really? I suppose we'll have to try it out and see.

[Best boyfriend.]

Hit.

[openhanded]

[Sorey looks a little smug. Just a little.]

I heard they use special milk from Lasker or somewhere. Can you imagine getting chocolate milk out of a cow?

[FINALLY, THINGS ARE LOOKING UP...]

A-3?