Parade of Envy Afterparty

[phantommods]

With a heart successfully stolen, a Palace destroyed and a white supremacist safely behind bars, now was the time to party! It seems Todd’s treasure was a collection of 2nd and 3rd place medals for a number of academic forays such as Mathletes and Spelling Bees, which Shinji allegedly found a buyer for. The medals weren’t worth much but it did make enough for him to front a bit of a congratulatory party for the Phantom Thieves, this was the first big heist and it went off without a hitch. People were starting to talk, and apparently there was even some kind of “Phan-site” that had appeared on the net that was extolling the virtues of the Phantom Thieves and their drive to punish the wicked.

The party itself was mostly snacks, beverages (both alcoholic and non-alcoholic but cheap no matter how you sliced it), a plain chocolate sheet cake, and some ham and mashed potatoes for a main course. Good food, but not too expensive, and definitely not a bad way to spend a day basking in the warm glow of success.

[This is an open mingle log to meet with other thieves and develop CR. This is open to all characters including accomplices and characters who are joining the game in this activity cycle]

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[megacurious]

With Todd being incarcerated, Augustine manages to sigh in relief for the first time since this all started. And this afterparty is a great way for him to relax from that mission. In fact, he even gives a natural smile to the whole party. Not to mention that he's in a better mood to socialize with the other thieves and accomplices.

If you're interested and want to talk to him, he'll be sitting near at a table with a glass of wine in hand.

[returnher]

"Hey teach, good job out there."

Locke's got another beer can in hand and is generally mingling.

[megacurious]

Upon seeing Locke approaching him, he smiled in return as he starts to speak.

"I could say the same for you and your team. Though to be honest, I haven't done anything huge on my part."

[returnher]

"I'm sure that's not true, you guys provide really important backup. We didn't have an Operator ourselves, it got a bit messy."

[megacurious]

Augustine chuckled as he heard his remarks about him.

"That is true. To be honest, I did notice that there are not many Thieves in here who can use the same power as mine."

[returnher]

"Look at it this way, you're just that special."

[megacurious]

"You think so?"

In his honesty, he feels that he's not very special, especially with his Persona that doesn't grant him any offensive abilities. In fact, he feels that he's just a normal man trying to help the special group of vigilantes.

[conquerorofwaves]

Sinbad stretches out on a couch, a guitar case leaning against the arm as he lazily tunes the beat-up looking instrument instrument, once it's pitch to his satisfaction, he starts to play - the song was more rhythm and blues than the metal he generally play.

When he senses someone close by, he opens an eye to look at them, but keeps playing. "Say play 'freebird' or 'wonderwall', and I will kick you." He warns, before starting to sing - since well no one is playing music right now, and you can't have a party without sound. "Well she's walking through the clouds, with a circus mind running wild, butterflies and zebras, And moonbeams and fairytales..."

[returnher]

"Hey man, I would never do that," Locke says with a grin. "Play Stairway."

[conquerorofwaves]

Both eyes open, then he makes a half-hearted kick, stopping. "I would think that one is pretty obvious, Colin." Sinbad shifts, pushing himself up to get a bit more comfortable.

[returnher]

"You didn't include it in your rules so I assumed it was fair game."

He sits on one of the chairs.

"Didn't know you played."

[conquerorofwaves]

"Yeah, so much has happened in the last month I really didn't get much time to do more than a few practices scales to keep from getting rusty." He hitches a shoulder.

"This was mom's guitar, older than I am and it still plays pretty good." He laughs. "Dad met her when he requested Freebird at open mic night at some bar, didn't realize it was a dick move."

[returnher]

"Hey, those are the instruments worth keeping. Can't say much about your dad's music taste though. Not a Freebird fan myself."

[conquerorofwaves]

"'Beggars can't be choosers when your only source of music was bootlegs'," Sinbad answers as he lifts his chin up, his tone almost sing-song, clearly quoting. "Yeah, Mom and I keep teasing him about it." His expression darkens before a split-second before he puts on a smile.

"Do you play?" He asked.

[returnher]

"Nah, not guitar. Did a few years of band in high school, wasn't really my speed. I'm not a marchin' man."

[conquerorofwaves]

He looks over him and starts laughing. "You - in a uniform?"

[returnher]

"Hey man I rocked that shit but still not my style."

[conquerorofwaves]

"What did you play in marching band?" He leans back.

[returnher]

"Drums. I'm all about a good beat."

[terraburning]

Blink blink.

"I...don't know those songs."

A pause.

"Is it...all right if I listen?"

[conquerorofwaves]

He grins, finishing the verse. "Yea, it's alright. It's those songs tend to get requested as jokes," Sinbad explained, hissing briefly as his fingers skipped, a sour note cutting the melody short.

"How the hell does Hendrix do it?" The young man mutters under his breath. "Okay! I guess I'll teach you a bit of music culture... is there a song you are familiar with?"

[terraburning]

Terra takes a moment to consider.

"The Battle Hymn of The Republic?"

...think, Terra, what else is there?

"And...Don't Stop Believing."

[conquerorofwaves]

"Journey!" He replies. "Okay, sorry - the song's by them, they're a rock band - depending on who you ask, what kind of rock exactly will differ," With that, he tilts his head, thinking. "Okay, this is also by them, it won't have quite the same sound without the rest of the instruments, but it's still coherent as Guitar-only, it's called Wheel in the Sky."

[terraburning]

Terra listens to the song thoughtfully, softly applauding when Sinbad finishes.

"It was...nice. Thank you."

[conquerorofwaves]

"No problem," He waves with his freehand. "If you'd like, I can lend you some CDs... or albums if you got a record player,"

[terraburning]

"I think...I have something that can play CDs?"

She doesn't look particularly certain of that.

[cuestick]

Takamichi can be found relaxing in a seat near a window, leaning against the wall with one earbud inside of his ear to listen to his own music on his phone as he stares out into the scenery outside. He is still approachable, but he is just taking the time to figure things out while wondering how important people back in his home country are doing.

While his music is not loud enough to hear from him, he is certainly humming along to a tune he help wrote.

[returnher]

Locke has been wandering around a bit. Spotting Takamichi, he heads over, offering a spare beer can.

"Don't like the crowds?"

[cuestick]

"Hm? I don't mind them... Sometimes I need a moment to breathe before I return to playing social."

Takamichi takes the beer can, nodding in thanks.

"I'm still getting used to adapting to the others of our group."

[returnher]

"Yeah it can be a bit weird starting out. We're pretty chill though, so no need to push yourself."

Locke takes a pull of his own beer, leaning against an adjacent wall.

[cuestick]

"That's a relief to hear. It's also kind of weird to be part of a party for something that I wasn't directly involved in... That's weird, right?"

Takamichi cracks open his can of beer, taking a sip as he pauses the music on his phone.

"No matter. I suppose everyone will get a time to shine."

[returnher]

Locke is generally enjoying himself, lounging on one of the couches with a half-empty beer can and grazing the snacks. He isn't being loud, but he's chatting up people as they come and go.