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Sumi stood on the bow of the yacht off of the private dock. She inhaled deeply with a lit cigarette in one hand, blowing the smoke in the air. Just like before, she was hosting this to get to know the people of other disciplines and grades, plus this time, she wasn't alone![break][break]

Wearing a witch costume she would turn to Freja giving her a pat on the shoulder "You ready? I'm so excited! What made you choose this costume? It's cute!"[break][break]


Staff members were running about the deck getting everything ready, from a fairly extensive buffet to cleaning glassware at the bar. Occasionally, they would stop by Sumi and ask for directions as to where to set specific things up. “It's just like last time! Karaoke is upstairs, and drinks are inside. Please put out plenty of water with easy access; otherwise, they’ll be coming to the bar all night for it, so make sure we're carding this time!!” If anyone had issues with being picked up with a car service and brought to a yacht for a party with free food and drinks, they had their head screwed on backward. She just wanted to have fun and see all the creative Halloween costumes they'd all come up with![break][break]

Taking her phone out of her pocket with her free hand, she scrolled until she found the posting she had made:[break][break]

Are you feeling Nautical?[break][break]

Sea-side after-dark Halloween party on a yacht. Free food and Drinks! Welcome to all UAU Students![break][break]

There will be a car service to bring you to the location, which is xxxx[break][break]

Text XXX-XXX-XXXX for details. Bring an I.D. if you plan to drink!

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She would wander off to help where she could despite the resistance of the staff working on the yacht until her attention was soon brought to the end of the dock where the first cars began to arrive carrying the people she would spend the next few years with.[break][break]



OOC: The sequel! Open a thread for a Halloween party on a boat! Tons of alcohol and food. The only restriction is that this is open to UAU students only. For a reference of the yacht in question, please refer to this as to what it will look like. You can say your characters got there however you'd like and don't forget Halloween costume are mandatory! Completion of this thread will count for the SE Halloween prompt!

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[Samaritan]

Michael Faraday

Designated Floater

Michael was excited for the party. He had been using much of his free time from classes and training to go for long jogs around Tokyo. Aside from the cardio, this gave him insight of the districts and road ways while also familiarizing himself with the citizens. He would even do civil services whenever he could. Helping people cross the street, carry groceries, find a lost pet; Michael had been integrating himself among the public with a helpful and friendly demeanor. Tonight was no exception.

Looking for the chance to get to better know his schoolmates, Michael was all too happy when he found out about a Halloween happening out on a yacht. Michael wasn't old enough to legally drink alcohol, which suited him well. He didn't really want to imbibe anyways. But he was all to happy to enjoy the party and give a sober help to anyone that might need it.

Michael arrived at the dock, promptly at the indicated time for arrival. He likely would show up earlier than most which would allow him to figure out where everything was on the ship. Being able to point out the nearest bathroom seemed to him just about as valuable to know as where the life jackets were. And if he was early enough perhaps he could even help the wait-staff with any last minute party chores.

Michael decided to dress in a Phantom of the Opera style costume. The half-face mask was taped down to his featureless balloon head to assure it did not fall off. Michael made his way onto the yacht giddy with the hope a fun night and the prospect of making more hero friends.

Notes & Tags: Sumi Okita

TLDR: Michael arrived right on time in a Phantom of the Opera costume (mask taped onto his balloon head) so he could help with any last minute set up and to learn the lay out of the yacht to be as helpful as possible.

[Freja Helt]

Last time one of these parties were hosted she had been driven out here, but this time she was present from the start. She was just fixing up her hair when she felt Sumi put a hand on her shoulder. ''I'm ready! I'm a bit nervous.'' She took Sumi's hand and held it for a moment. She was wearing an almost identical witch costume, with some notable color swaps. ''I just followed your lead.'' She giggled, squeezing Sumi's hand. ''You look great. The witch vibe really suits you.''

Sumi was so impressive not only hosting, but running the preparations for the party. Staff were running around all over and yet every time Sumi was asked a question she was quick to answer and direct people. If it was her in Sumi's position she would probably have collapsed from the stress by now. She wanted to help out too, but she had a feeling that she would just get in the way, so she grabbed a drink for her and Sumi each as she waited for the first guests to arrive. When the cars pulled in she handed Sumi her drink and stood next to her, ready to greet whoever had decided to accept the invitation. ''Welcome aboard, you're probably the first guest here besides me!'' She waved at him. She didn't know who he was, but she did remember seeing him during the Armor Wars event. He was in a different arena from her. ''I like the spooky costume.'' Was it just her or did he not actually have a face? Maybe he was wearing a balloon mask and had taped an additional Phantom of the Opera style mask over it... But why? ''Uh, I'm Freja, Freja Helt. Second year student on the hero course.'' She fumbled through her introduction because she got lost in thought. ''This is Sumi...'' She trailed off, gesturing to Sumi and giving her the space to introduce herself.

Sumi Okita
Samaritan

[Kei Hada]

Halloween yacht party!

Kei had been meaning to go to the last one his colleague hosted, but he wasn't able to as he was working on a big project at the time. Now for once he was free so he could attend. God though, why did it have to be in Tokyo Bay? He'd been met with some kind of misfortune every time he went there, and fifth time's the charm didn't bolster much confidence that nothing bad would happen either.

Yaoyao wanted to go too though. That eased his nerves a lot. So yeah, he was going with her.

She had ideas for their costumes so Kei let her have her fun dressing them up for the party, opting for a theme they could follow together which he thought was cute. Angel and devil, but the roles were reversed. She was the angel while his red suit signified the man of the underworld. Horns-adorned headband and pointed tail included.

He felt weirdly exposed, not wearing a shirt underneath the jacket by Yaoyao's request. The only reason he agreed to it was because he got to button said jacket. He asked her if he could and she let him under one condition. And. Well.

Let's just say the red on his face wasn't just from the makeup.

Kei was on the ship now with his girlfriend at his side, drinking water in a feeble attempt to cool himself off. He could've gotten any other drink but he didn't want to risk using his Quirk on anything else.

Maybe later when everyone gets too drunk to focus on what he'd be doing.

Sumi Okita,Samaritan,Freja Helt

[𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲]

“Lookin’ slick, bossman.” As Kei’s newest disciple, it was my job to build rapport and make him comfortable with my presence. Unfortunately, his nervous demeanor made it near impossible. I found myself in front of him and the wicked witch of the forest — I knew what he meant to her and it was difficult not to empathize. Having glimpsed into her soul, and her mine, a part of my protective nature found itself encompassing Kei. But with Yaoyao next to him, I knew he was safe. So…

“Yaoyao got one thing wrong though,” It was obvious she dressed him up. He wouldn’t have come up with this kind of outfit on his one. I look down at his bare chest, covered but a single button holding his jacket together. My hand glides across the jacket. “Gotta let this bad boy pop.”

Pop.

“Let the boys out for the world to see,” Wink to Yaoyao before I head off. “And keep her on your arm so no one gets any ideas.” There’s a red cup in my hand but it’s filled with water. Vodka if anyone asks. I don’t trust anyone here enough to be inebriated. Especially not when in my pink bunny onesie. “Have a great night you two.”

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Kei Hada

[Samaritan]

Michael Faraday

Designated Floater

Michael was thrilled by the warm welcome and even more so that his costume was considered 'Spooky'. Michael had never wanted to be frightening, but it was Halloween, dressing up in a spooky costume was all part of the fun. So he was elated to have met the theme, even if oblivious of the idea that his costume might only be frightening because of the eeriness of a featureless balloon that the mask was rather hauntingly taped down to.

"I'm Michael Faraday, but you can just call me Michael. I'm a first year in the hero course!" Michael said brightly with all the excitement and friendliness of a golden retriever. "It's nice to meet the both of you! I haven't met many of my upperclassmen, so its great to finally have an opportunity to mingle with my senpais."

Michael looked over his hosts and their wonderful costumes. He had actually found his in his parents’ storage. It likely had belonged to his father and had come from England. It had come with an elastic band that was meant to hold the mask against the wearer’s face, but because of Michael’s head shape, it kept sliding around, so he had used tape to keep it in place. Aside from that, it was just a fancy white shirt and slacks and a black velvet cape. Michael was a bit larger than his father, so he had to deflate his body a little bit to fit the clothing better but as long as he didn’t inflate himself any it would be fine. Since joining UAU, Michael had put on a fair deal more bulk in muscles from all the training, so he had been equalizing it all with his quirk and the air flow in his body.

Notes & Tags: Sumi Okita | Freja Helt | Kei Hada | 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲

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[attr="class","body"]Smug and self-satisfied the way only a girl who’s gotten exactly what she wants can be, Yaoyao tonight looks every bit the cat that got the cream. Or is it the canary? Whatever. You know how the saying goes.

She also looks… well.

When Yaoyao wants to make an impression, she goes all out. The clothes themselves are simple: a white suit to mirror Kei’s red, though hers is a dress for less of a hassle. Accessories, though? Accessories is where she went nuts. She’s got wings on her back, white thigh-high boots (four inches painted silver and looking sharp enough to kill), a halo headdress encircling her head, a headband of multiple pairs of wings with eyes on ‘em and a mask that looks like another pair of wings covering her actual eyes, she even put a white wig on — because what was she gonna do, dress her baobao up and then just do something boring?

Please. As if she’d ever let him down like that. If one of them’s a spectacle they’ll be spectacles together, and all that.

As for the bunny arsonist who comes over to pop the open the jacket she’d been letting Kei keep buttoned… on the one hand, sweet, sweet vindication. On the other, ironically — the bastard is playing with fire. She narrows her eyes at him as he goes: just because she agrees with him doesn’t mean she has to like him putting his hands on what isn’t his. Specially without Kei’s permission.

She leans in at her boyfriend’s ear, arm around his shoulders, keeps her voice low. “Say the word, baobao, and I’ll toss him overboard.” She’s joking! Mostly. Probably. But if anyone happens to overhear, she might have to kill 'em. :/

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Samaritan | 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 | Kei Hada | Freja Helt | Sumi Okita

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... When she acquiesced to Yaoyao about showing up to a Halloween party, she wasn't sure what exactly to expect. Thanks to her connections she had access to a decently sized wardrobe, and upon sifting through it found an outfit that she liked enough to wear. It looked kinda like a naval uniform, there was no harm in pretending for a night, right? And then she found the invitation, and her eyes narrowed. If there was one thing she hated more than anything else, it was peers and other first responder-esque peoples going and getting hammered. It was unprofessional to her, and looked bad to the public. And this was the same person that hosted the last yacht party, and having forgotten the last conversation they had Jun was going to give Sumi a piece of her mind. This belief was so overpowering that she almost forgot she was in a dress as she stomped up the ramp. "Yaoyao, why did I let you convince me to come like this!" Despite her own admiration of the outfit, once on Jun found she didn't like it. Probably because of how low it was cut, but the stockings made up for that a bit. Sumi Okita,Samaritan,Freja Helt,Kei Hada,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,𝕐 + 𝕐,

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[Mafdet Khepri]

With a fishing rod on their back to serve as the stick to their scarecrow costume Khepri strode across the deck. They'd been really looking forward to this party. With the bay closed for a while and them being used to the convenience of their private jet it was rare that the catbug got to sail on a boat, much less a yacht. There was even karaoke! Their aunt had once said their singing was truly breathtaking. She even said it would be taken as a declaration of war if they ever sung in a foreign country. Khepri wasn't quite sure what that meant but given that they were on open waters they were sure they didn't need to worry about it.

What they did need to worry about was acting in character. They'd come as a human scarecrow today and someone they knew advised them that to really do the job right they should tell their funniest jokes to everyone they met. That made sense to the catbug. The sound crows made kind of sounded like cackling so if they made people laugh they could even nail the sound effects! 

Tail swinging behind them they made their way to the first victims fellow students with a skip in their step. Those were probably the organizers, Khepri realized. Their witchy costumes were amazing! With a smile on their face they waved in greeting while saying their first joke.

"What do you call two witches who live together? Broom-mates!" 

Happily waving again, this time in goodbye, they turned towards their next prospect. 

"Why do pirates listen to opera music? Because they love the high Cs!"

Another wave signaled Khepri's departure. There were a lot of people here and they wanted to greet everyone present, both those on the yacht and those yet to arrive! Eventually they ended up in front of another couple with paired costumes. Gasping in alarm they pulled out the pocket sewing kit they'd bought after the first two times they'd torn their costume on the way here. 

"Oh no, your button fell off! Here, you can borrow this, I'll come get it back when I need it. Oh! Why did the angel not decide to date the devil? Because she did not like the possession!"

Rambling with the speed of a professional rapper Khepri got their words out and immediately moved on, a friendly wave aimed the two's way causing the catbug to have their head turned long enough to almost bump into someone wearing a bunny onesie. Looking at his face first her gaze was drawn up until it reached the top of his fake ears. With a blink and a smile they made eye contact.

"What do you call a queue of rabbits going backwards? A receding hareline!"

They only narrowly managed to finish their joke before their feet had carried them away far enough that someone walked in between them. Happily humming to themself they spotted another person they hadn't greeted yet. One that was wearing a sailor costume while being on a ship!

"Why did the boat sink while it was moored? Pier pressure!"

Waving their hand in goodbye almost as fast as their tail was waving Khepri made their way over to the bar. After all that talking they really needed something to drink. It was too bad they weren't far enough into international waters that they could legally order a proper drink but the catbug knew full well ever since the coffee martini incident shortly before they came to Japan that they weren't allowed to drink under international law. 

"Hi! Do you have anything non-alcoholic?" They asked the bartender. "Something that isn't red. I don't like the feel of red. Do you have anything blue? That's been a while!"

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Tags: junsuina,𝕐 + 𝕐,Samaritan,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kei Hada,Freja Helt,Sumi Okita

[Kei Hada]

A voice addressed him and Kei lowered his glass to look up to see a pink bunny. He smiled when he recognized who it was. "Oh Rahul, thank you! Your costume's so cute!" He didn't expect the guy to wear a onesie, but he didn't think he'd wear a shirtless suit himself either. Halloween lets you be anything you want. The freedom's why he loved the holiday so much.

Kei's brow furrowed at his remark though. "What do you mean?" Frankly, Yaoyao did a fantastic job in his completely unbiased opinion. He looked amazing. They looked amazing. There was no possible way for them to look any better.

But apparently, according to Rahul (and Yaoyao), what was missing in Kei's ensemble was a bare chest, which Rahul resolved himself.

Kei's eyes grew wide. "Wh- dude??" He stared down at himself already patting his open jacket as the pink bunny made his leave. "Did he just take my button??" Oh god, now he couldn't close it. And the blush he tried so hard to subdue was spreading beyond his face. Great. Fantastic.

His laugh was manic for a moment at Yaoyao's suggestion. "No throwing anyone please- I'm fine." Kei now had a hand resting above his stomach to keep his jacket closed. See? He's doing well. He just couldn't move that hand ever now.

And closed it shall remain when a familiar redhead made her way over to the couple. He grinned, glad for the distraction. "Jun! You're here! What's wrong though- you look good?" Did she have a wardrobe malfunction too? Nothing seemed out of place on her sailor outfit from what he could tell. Maybe it was more subtle than his missing button.

Speaking of, someone seemed to have witnessed the loss because they made their way over to him with sewing kit in hand. "Oh!" He didn't know who this person was but they're really lending their kit to him. How incredibly sweet. He had to sacrifice his hold on his coat to take it (it was a good cause anyway), laughing at the following joke all the while. "That's so kind of you! Thank-"

He looked up, and the scarecrow was gone. "...you?" Kei turned to the girls, cup in one hand and sewing kit in the other. "What just happened?"

Sumi Okita,Samaritan,Freja Helt,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,𝕐 + 𝕐,junsuina,Mafdet Khepri,

[Freja Helt]

Michael Faraday... With a name like that she couldn't help but wonder if he was a transfer student like she was. Either way, she was happy to meet another friendly face even if his was hidden. She blinked her eyes when he called them senpais, as if it hadn't fully dawned on her yet that she wasn't the new and inexperienced freshman she was used to being anymore. ''..That's right!! I guess I'm a senpai now.'' She rubbed the back of her neck, letting out an embarrassed chuckle. ''I'll try my best to set a good example! If you ever need it I might be able to teach you a thing or two about how to wield a bat.'' She put a hand on Sumi's shoulder. ''Sumi's really talented too, you should see how she uses her quirk!'' She smiled brightly.

When Khepri approached she looked past Michael and waved at them in return. She was about to compliment them on their costume when they got ahead of her with a joke. ''H-Huh? Broom-mates?'' She felt a mild red blush flush into her cheeks. She barely knew Khepri so how could they know? No, maybe it was just a coincidence and they were making clever wordplay! That's all it was.

Kei Hada, Mafdet Khepri, junsuina, 𝕐 + 𝕐, Samaritan, 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲, Sumi Okita,

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In what she believed would surprise most people who knew her, Ylva loved Halloween and was intending to attend this party of her own volition. When Misaki proposed that the three of them go together, she seemed to be talking more to Masao than Ylva, and she was likely shocked when she said she would go. After the events of the Sports Festival and her...dispute with her parents she had been questioning what she wanted to do more than anything. Usually, a voice in her would tell her to use this time to study and train, but it was much quieter this time. She had even decided to grow her hair out a bit longer than usual, partially for her planned costume and partially as an act of...defiance? If you could call it that. [break][break]

Misaki proposed a contest about which of the two of them, Masao and Ylva, the loser of the bet, had to do something that immediately had Ylva agree to the terms. Andy's costume was nothing compared to hers. As they arrived, she would step out of the car and go to the back to help Misaki with the board she would use to keep score.[break][break]



Fully embracing the holiday, she was wearing makeup, colored contacts, and a white yukata as she was dressed as a 'Yuki-Onna' fitting her quirk. Once they had gotten on the ship, she had already asked a few people to weigh in, and much to her chagrin, she and Masao were neck and neck. Spotting the group with a few familiar faces, she would approach, interrupting any conversations that were going on. "You, You, You, You and-" She would pause, seeing Kei's shirtless brow furled in confusion and distaste "-You, but put on a shirt. Follow." Ignoring Yaoyao, Yoko, and even Sumi since she didn't know them nor care to. She referred to Jun, Michael, Freja, Rahul, and Kei, and assuming they did follow, she would point to Masao, then herself, and then back to the board Misaki had. "Pick the better costume between me and her."[break][break]

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[Masao Ando]

In the aftermath of the Sports Festival she had been given a lot to think about with regards to her own identity. Not just who she was as the only child of the Ando family, but who she was in relation to her fellow students and the people of Japan. She had been hard on herself and perhaps taken the wrong approach to advancing her studies. It was time for her to take a step back for once, starting by joining a Halloween party.

The costume she had settled on wasn't at all that scary, and even reminiscent of her armor in some ways. Still, it was much easier to wear a costume than use her own quirk and have to sustain it for a whole night. Standing next to Misaki's board she was too busy sketching something on her own little clipboard, only looking up when Ylva asked the other students for their opinion. ''It's pointless to ask them, we already know who has the better costume, Riis-san.'' She smirked. Her tone was much more playful than the usual harsh tone she took with the ice girl. Even someone like Masao could get swept up in the atmosphere of a party despite refusing to drink a drop of alcohol.

Ylva Riis, Freja Helt, Kei Hada, Mafdet Khepri, junsuina, 𝕐 + 𝕐, Samaritan, 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲, Sumi Okita

[Takanashi Misaki]

164 words Masao Ando ,Ylva Riis ,Freja Helt ,Kei Hada ,Mafdet Khepri ,junsuina ,𝕐 + 𝕐 ,Samaritan ,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 ,Sumi Okita Dinosaur costume

Today was a good day. The sun was out, spirits were high, her best friends were here and most importantly they weren't bickering for once. How could it possibly be any better?

"Place your votes ladies and gentlemen!" 

Why, with some friendly competition of course! Raising her hand -or was it paw now that she was wearing a dinosaur costume?- high she swung the marker she was holding around enthusiastically. Like the cat that ate the canary Misaki smiled smugly all the while. She was playing both sides, that way she always came out on top. 

Yes, regardless of who ended up winning Misaki would be happy. The results weren't what she was here for after all, just the journey. That said she'd be lying if she wasn't looking forward to seeing whoever lost keep their promise. It'd be a sight to see.

”

by Pinn @ THQ

[Samaritan]

Michael Faraday

Iced In

Michael was having a great conversation meeting Freja and Sumi, two more of his senpai. He wasn't quite sure what they meant by wielding a bat, perhaps they were on the UAU baseball team. However before he could get clarification or take them up on the opportunity to work on his quirk with them, a scarecrow cat girl dashed in between the three of them to spout a pair of rapid fire questions and their answers. It wasn't until she had darted away and was doing the same thing to 2 other people that Michael realized: "OH! Those were jokes!" They were quite funny and cute, but it had been so abrupt that it took too long a moment to realize they were jokes. He began laughing as it actually sank in.

"Excuse me, I want to go hear some more." Michael said to his senpais and was about to follow after the the straw cat, when suddenly a cold and familiar voice froze him in place with an icy 'You'. "Oh hello Riis-senpai! Masao-senpai! It's nice to see you two here!" Michael said with all the friendliness of someone who hadn't been demeaned by Ylva. Once again he had been blindsided by interaction. Only this time it wasn't by adorable quirk-fire jokes but by a surprise costume judging. Michael blinked heavily behind his balloon face, the only thing that hid his confusion. The awkward part of being asked to chose between whom had the better costume... was that Michael couldn't even tell they were in costumes. It seemed both of them had decided to wear Halloween costumes that were nearly identical to the vibe as their hero gear and Michael couldn't really tell the difference.

It was only made more awkward when another guest Michael didn't recognize in a dinosaur costume came over to give a more theatrical spin on the contest, making it feel like there were actual stakes now.

"Uhh..." Michael didn't want to be rude or mean, but he also had no objectively clear factor that would make one of their costumes better than the other. "Well, you both managed to match your personal theming really well!" Michael pointed out the first compliment he could give honestly to them both. "I think.. you both look equally pretty!" Michael said trying to not favor one over the other when he had nothing more valid to cling to for judging them. He gave them a casual double thumbs up, unsure of what else to say...

Michael was desperate for an excuse to get out from under the spotlight of judging someone's appearance, so he desperately looked for something to draw him away until this whole thing blew over.

Notes & Tags:Takanashi Misaki ,Masao Ando ,Ylva Riis ,Freja Helt ,Kei Hada ,Mafdet Khepri ,junsuina ,𝕐 + 𝕐 ,Samaritan ,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 ,Sumi Okita ,

TLDR: While talking with Sumi and Freja, he didnt realize that Khepri had told jokes at them until she was already gone. He then got roped in to judge if Ylva or Masao had the better costume despite feeling that there was nothing intrinsically better between one and the other. So he awkwardly said both were pretty and tried to find an excuse to hide until this argument was over.