Motoko's concert; Part 2

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

When; After the Concert
Rating; Don't know? Shouldn't be higher than PG-13.
Characters; EVERYONE~!
Summary; Motoko throws a party after her concert :3
Log;

Motoko had come straight to the large room for the party immediately after her performance ended, but not before changing into her normal baggy training clothes. She quickly curled up in a corner, exhausted, barely able to keep her eyes awake. It had been fun, and she thought she did a good job.

Fuyu ran into the room 15 minutes later to find Motoko asleep. She quickly woke the other girl awake. "Motoko-chan, people are arriving! You have to be awake!" Fuyu smiled and ran off towards the piano, playing some idle music for the party. Motoko stood and waited for people to arrive. She didn't want to be the highlight of the night, she just wanted to make sure everyone had a good time.

[ooc: The log isn't just to talk with Motoko, feel free to have your own characters interact here! There's music, food, and lots of people to talk to :3]

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[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

"Motoko!" Even after everything that had happened with Cobray today, Lyra was still full of energy.

"Motoko, that was amazing!"

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

Motoko fought to keep her eyes open and greeted the girl with a hug, partly because she needed something to hold on to to remain standing. "Thank you Lyra...it was a lot of fun. I never thought I'd be able to do anything like that in front of that many people."

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra returned the hug and squeezed the older woman hard.

"Yeah- especially after everything that happened earlier today- you did really well!"

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

"You really think so?" She managed a weak laugh. Either the girl had a tight grip, or she was more tired than she thought. "Thank you, that means a lot to me. I had to leave him early...is he doing well?" She had been worried about Cobray most of the day, and was anxious to hear some real news on his condition.

[destinedthief.livejournal.com]

With a sigh of relief, Daisuke dawned his second smile of the night. Though he wasn't more of the noticed performers he still had his fun all the same. He'd made it through the concert, didn't he? And hey, he didn't even mess up that badly on stage.

He'd kept his outfit (http://www.geocities.com/fall000/gallery/dai/dai_goggles.jpg) on as he entered into the room trying his best not to be seen even with his given clothes. Moving toward the drinks, he decided to get himself one cup before noticing the others' presence in the room. He didn't really want to bother them if they were busy.

[guitarhero21.livejournal.com]

Basara walked up to Daisuke and put a hand on his shoulder. "Hah! Good job out there kiddo! You could have given a professional a run for his money!"

[destinedthief.livejournal.com]

Like the first time, it was hard for Daisuke not to be surprised by the sudden hand on the shoulder, but even so it was hard for him to stop smiling with modesty.

"Y-You really think so, Basara-san?"

[guitarhero21.livejournal.com]

"Think so? I know so!" Basara gave him a serious look. "You should get a symbol! Like I have my glasses. You should think of something!"

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

Motoko managed to walk over to where Daisuke was standing and lean over to give him a kiss on the cheek, then wrap her arms around him. "Daisuke...thank you for helping me. You did wonderful."

[destinedthief.livejournal.com]

"EH?!"

At that moment in time, it finally happened--Daisuke's hair was finally lighter than his face. He could feel it too, the smoke whistling passed his ears. Though this was the second time she's done this, there were some things he knew he wouldn't get used to.

"N-N-No!" Oh man, he could hear himself stammering. Pull yourself together! "It-It's really no-nothing! I had a..alot of fun!"

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

She stood and laughed, remembering when she would respond similarly to male attention. "I'm glad you had fun." She placed a hand on his head, ruffling his hair.

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

Cobray sat back in his wheel chair. Pain still coursed through his body, but it was a dull pain. Random visions all still flashed before his eyes. he wished he could block them out but he didn't have the constant companionship of Astranagun to help.

Tsunade slowly pushed him in and he saw some faces that he recognized. He saw others that sent unwanted fear down his spine. He hoped he could handle himself.

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra blinked when she saw Cobray. She knew that he still wasn't well but she wanted to talk with him.

She stepped forward hesitantly, Pan resting on her shoulders.

"Cobray..."

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

At the sound of her voice, all he could remember were her laughs when she had stabbed him. He sat straight up in his seat and quickly looked around. When he spotted her, he calmed down a little. She did not look like a killer. No. She wasn't one, he told himself. She had promised.

"Lyra..."

[gamblingmedic.livejournal.com]

"If you need to leave, say something to me. I wouldn't want you getting any worse, but I think all your friends would kill me if I didn't let you see them." She slowly wheeled him around, observing the environment. The music was calm and much softer, so he should be fine. She was ready to knock him out with a jutsu at any second, and also was carrying an aspirin and water in case the pain started to get unbearable again.

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

Cobray stuttered a little. "Alright. Thank you for all your help."

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

Motoko eventually made her way over to Cobray. She had been avoiding him for a while, not sure what she would say. She was especially worried that he would still think she killed him. She stood in front of him, staring at the ground, blushing, searching for something to say.

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

Cobray looked at her. Her face wasn't one of someone dangerous. He couldn't work up the nerve to say anything either. He thought he might say something that would scare her or maker her cry.

[really-stretchy.livejournal.com]

"YAHOOO!!! I FEEL GREAT! GREAT!"

There was no doubt that Luffy would be sporting an extra wide grin as he strided into the room. The music was great, the food was delicious, and he managed to dance and surf the crowd, as his clovered-headed friend had said.

But, there was only one thing wrong with that night--given all the energy he'd used up shouting and cheering and clapping and dancing, a Captain of a 667,000,050 Beli crew needed some replenishment, right?

Next destination--the buffet table.

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra headed over from Cobray.

"Luffy! You'd better save some of that food- I want some to!" she shouted. Lyra had also managed to surf the crowd, like Yotsuba had suggested. Pan had stayed on the ground though, keeping an eye on her.

[really-stretchy.livejournal.com]

There was already a half-bitten chicken leg hanging from his mouth as he looked up to greet them, a hand occupied with the rest of the chicken slab waving to them. It wasn't hard to tell he was having a good time.

"OI, Lyra! There you are!" He only paused briefly to push whatever was in his mouth down his digestive track so he could continue conversation. "You need to try this meat! It's really good!"

[pineapple-pimp.livejournal.com]

Mars and Jeager arrived, the blonde seemingly over-excited. As for Mars.. he was melancholy. His mood had been spoiled by the previous curse and his uncontrolable libido, but he wasn't planning on flirting with anyone except for Kevin from now on. Atleast not serious flirting.

Jeager looked around. It'd be the first time he really met anyone in person, as he hadn't gotten out of the apartment much since he arrived. This was all so exciting! And Mal has a slight writer's block, so this is the end of her post!

[kendogrl.livejournal.com]

Motoko slowly approached Mars, still worried about the conversation they had earlier. Nervously she asked, "did he come?"

[pineapple-pimp.livejournal.com]

"Hn? Kevin? No." Mars grunted.

Jeager glanced at the two. There was something on his mind.. but he wouldn't confront Mars until after the concert. No need to make him upset in public or mess up his performance.

[snarky-padre-v.livejournal.com]

Vincent wandered in late, munched on a few refreshments, and then went to the Automatica.
It was more his speed anyway, really, nasty incident in the bathroom not withstanding.