[GOHC] Gaia's Own Host Club Hangout Thread

NEW HOST CLUB NAME?

Gaia's Humongous Stupendous Host Club	36.0%	[ 9 ]
Gaia's Stupidly Huge Host Club	56.0%	[ 14 ]
Other? Please suggest in the thread.	8.0%	[ 2 ]
Total Votes:			[ 25 ]

This poll closed on October 10, 2015.
No longer accepting new votes.

[Kyanselas]

Ootori_K

Still mildly suspicious, and convinced that someone was going to jump out of nowhere and prove her theory of the host(or all of the hosts for that matter) never having alone time. Well, at the least, she was a guest, even if she didn't want considered herself a fangirl. "Why do you ask that? Do you think this is what I wear when I'm out playing with fire?" She smiled. ABR. Fire. Same thing.

Hesitant to make herself comfortable, especially when she wasn't sure if the club was even open still, she refrained from entering the room any farther then necessary. "Surprisingly no though. I still like to keep a clean slash professional look even in ABR." Nor did she keep blonde wigs, camo, and helmets lying around, not to say she didn't have people to easily borrow from... "When I start fights anyway."

She watched his movements curiously then, perhaps eying his own choice in clothing for this particular cosplay--- not that the Ootori male didn't make any outfit look good, but it just didn't seem to suit him. "Is the club open?" The door had been unlocked... "I figured it was closing soon, but was hoping to at least catch some of the others before they left..."

[Ootori_K]

Kyandiice DeLuna

Still mildly suspicious, and convinced that someone was going to jump out of nowhere and prove her theory of the host(or all of the hosts for that matter) never having alone time. Well, at the least, she was a guest, even if she didn't want considered herself a fangirl. "Why do you ask that? Do you think this is what I wear when I'm out playing with fire?" She smiled. ABR. Fire. Same thing.

Hesitant to make herself comfortable, especially when she wasn't sure if the club was even open still, she refrained from entering the room any farther then necessary. "Surprisingly no though. I still like to keep a clean slash professional look even in ABR." Nor did she keep blonde wigs, camo, and helmets lying around, not to say she didn't have people to easily borrow from... "When I start fights anyway."

She watched his movements curiously then, perhaps eying his own choice in clothing for this particular cosplay--- not that the Ootori male didn't make any outfit look good, but it just didn't seem to suit him. "Is the club open?" The door had been unlocked... "I figured it was closing soon, but was hoping to at least catch some of the others before they left..."

The corner of Kyouya's mouth twitched upward. He knew exactly what she was implying. "No, I don't think so," he said coolly, eyeing the gunbelt with mild amusement. "I don't think you'd use that caliber -- and more to the point, I don't think you typically prefer to take on your opponents from a distance."

The idea of her keeping a professional appearance in ABR didn't seem to surprise him. "That makes sense. It's intimidating. Clothes are just as much a weapon as any other." He gestured her in further, noting her hesitation -- and perhaps that she was looking at his outfit as much as he'd looked at hers. He would admit, in a roundabout way, if pressed, that no, it really wasn't his style ...

"We're open, for definitions of open that involve taking care of the last few things before closing up," he said lightly. "Stay a while. Pineapple-banana smoothie?" Like he needed to ask. "Or something else to tide you over before heading home?"

[Kyanselas]

Ootori_K

Kyandii immediately waved off the offer. "As much as it pains me to say no, no use making more messes if you're cleaning and closing up for the night." She could always make one at home, even if somehow her own just didn't live up to the one's he made for her. Probably had nothing to do with the ingredients though. "Need help?" Her feet brought her further in as she moved to the closest arrangement and mirroring what she had seen him doing when she had entered.

He was right. She was definitely not a long-range fighter. Not yet anyway. That was still something she was working on. "You know me so well." The corner of her lip quirked in her own amusement. "I don't wear it for intimidation though; I'm just more comfortable that way."

Meanwhile, she was still glancing at his outfit out of the corner of her eye. "Speaking of which, I think I still prefer you in your usual attire..." Not that this, or the God's and Goddess's cosplay weren't nice treats to the eyes; again... just more comfortable.

[Ootori_K]

Kyandiice DeLuna

Kyandii immediately waved off the offer. "As much as it pains me to say no, no use making more messes if you're cleaning and closing up for the night." She could always make one at home, even if somehow her own just didn't live up to the one's he made for her. Probably had nothing to do with the ingredients though. "Need help?" Her feet brought her further in as she moved to the closest arrangement and mirroring what she had seen him doing when she had entered.

He was right. She was definitely not a long-range fighter. Not yet anyway. That was still something she was working on. "You know me so well." The corner of her lip quirked in her own amusement. "I don't wear it for intimidation though; I'm just more comfortable that way."

Meanwhile, she was still glancing at his outfit out of the corner of her eye. "Speaking of which, I think I still prefer you in your usual attire..." Not that this, or the God's and Goddess's cosplay weren't nice treats to the eyes; again... just more comfortable.

His first inclination was to say no -- after all, it was the Host Club, and she was a guest. On the other hand ... it was Kyandii, and if anyone besides the rest of the hosts knew how to handle tidying up after a large number of people had been in and out, eating and drinking, he suspected it was she. "It's not necessary, but thank you," he conceded. "If they're not too faded, we can reuse the petals," he noted, reaching for a bowl to place not-too-faded orange petals in, himself.

The quirk of her lip was met with a lift of one slim eyebrow. "I make a point of it," he said calmly. "Not just you, but everyone who walks in those doors." If he were really honest, not just the people who walked in the doors, either. Everyone was potentially useful; Kyouya's dossiers were extensive not only with regards the host club, but with regards his family business and his own.

There was, perhaps, the subtlest of nods in response to the idea of comfort. Kyouya himself was far more used to being carefully suited-out. This particular outfit was not one he felt comfortable in, even if it was casual and laid-back. "Thank you." There was an odd sort of sincerity in that small phrase; while his usual choice of more business-like attire might still have been a costume or uniform in its own way, it was one he wore with quiet dignity and pride. "I would have to say the same, actually," he said thoughtfully. "While this outfit suits you -- " and it did, in his opinion, "I think it's more of a caricature of parts of you, rather than capturing you properly. Of course, it's a costume ... that is to be expected for the most part."

[Kyanselas]

Ootori_K

She just about asked what they reused the petals for, but then paused and mentally rolled her eyes at herself for nearly forgetting that it was a host club and they had a fancy petal---thingy-mabob above their doorway. "Takes up less time with two people, and you'll get out of here quicker." Time was valuable. Kyandii walked over and deposited the petals she thought still looked okay into the bowl as well, though there could have easily been a few that didn't meet the standard. She wasn't a host or a gardener after all.

"Somehow that doesn't surprise me. You're a busy person, Ootori." It was spoken in a uncharacteristically calm tone of her own. It wasn't a bad thing though, and she saw nothing wrong with that even if she wasn't the type to do that herself. "It just means you're..." Humming softly in thought, she idly picked at the last arrangement nearby. "Dedicated? Patient?" Both?

Her face was on the petals when she heard his thanks, and it might've taken her the slightest bit off guard. Was it something he wasn't used to hearing? Though she quickly recovered and couldn't help the small grin that graced her lips at his last comment. "I'm not really a fan of costume's." Which certainly explained why she didn't dress for some of the cosplay's they had done in the past. "I like uniform cosplay though. They're more professional. This outfit isn't such, but..." She picked another dying rose from the arrangement. "I don't know, I guess I felt it represented myself in some way too."

Finishing with that arrangement, she once again brought the petals over and dumped them in the bowl. "Was there anything else that needed to be done?"

[Ootori_K]

Kyandiice DeLuna

Kyouya surveyed her bowls of petals with a professional eye. Apparently they were close enough to his standards that they met his satisfaction. He collected them, along with his own, and brought them to the kitchen to cover them with plastic wrap. The petals would store better in the refrigerator overnight, and be crisper and fresher for the next round of guests the next day than if they sat in the petal dispenser all night.

Busy, yes, he acknowledged with a slight tilt of his head. The other two he met with a smile, perhaps with a bit of that egoist mask slipping into place. "Practical," he pointed out. "It's simply a matter of being able to provide the best service -- and doing that makes a very good impression." It was a fine line to tread here between cool-and-calculating and warmth to a guest.

"I tend to prefer those too," he observed. "Though there are some that we've done that were more-costume that were equally interesting in some ways." He raised an eyebrow. "You think not? I'd disagree; you're certainly pushing a military look, even if it's not an official military uniform," he reminded her. Perhaps there was just the softest bit of a smile in that calm expression. "Hard, tough, and dangerous? I suppose that would reflect you, yes."

He went to hold the door for her. "No, I think that's it for the evening, aside from needing to lock up." A ring of keys -- how many keys did Kyouya have? -- dangled from his fingertips. "Thank you for your help. I appreciate it."

(( I'm off for the evening. Good night, Kyan! ))

[Kyanselas]

Ootori_K

"Practical, sure. If you get that far." She gave a soft laugh. The male certainly had, ten times and over. Didn't mean anyone else had that particular talent(why yes, she was calling it a talent) like he did. "Which is why I said you're dedicated and patient--- not everyone is like that, or has enough interest to get that involved. I certainly don't have the patience to get all the way to the practical part of it." She tapped her chin thoughtfully, "So I suppose I might be a little envious of that trait of yours."

She idly wondered what Ootori looked like in a medical uniform... as a Doctor.

"Nah. I still think not." She grinned, though she definitely saw the logic in his words... and she might have been quite pleased with that compliment from him. Very pleased. "If it's a uniform for anything, it'd definitely be for some kind of rebel group." Gaia forbid if a military general had seen her "uniform", she'd be running laps around the Ouran campus for weeks(like she'd even listen to that order to begin with...).

Kyandii followed the second year out, pausing and waiting for him to lock up so they could walk out together. Cause. "You're welcome." She seemed thoughtful again then as they began to walk. "Not like it was part of my intention to help you out simply so you didn't charge me points for an escort out of the building or anything..." She gave him an innocent smile.

( Night, K~! )

[Strawberry Pandalaura]

Ootori_K

Kyandiice DeLuna

Little Miss Shiny

Wild Morinozuka

Hitachiin Twin Hikaru

Cute Haninozuka

Curvaceous Panda

Razik Sohma

The Host King--- Tamaki

The Unused Wi Kana

Furikokuchou Kasuka

Strawberry entered the host club, soft pink petals raining down on her as she tugged out her ear buds. The blonde was dressed in her running clothes, it was the weekend after all, and was headed for the track field. Or she was, but she had the urge to pop into the host club after not having the chance for so long.

[Alice Liddell-Margatroid]

Mka arrived at the club, fresh from a meeting in a self-made black business dress. Since the family business had unexpectedly picked up in the recent weeks, Mika's mother was holding more meetings to discuss changing various business policies due to the higher sales. Due to the meeting she had today, she couldn't change into her costume for the cosplay. She sat down at a table and set her bag to the side.

[Ootori_K]

Ladies and gentlemen of the host club, on behalf of the hosts and hostesses, please let me wish you all a very happy Easter.

Most of the hosts will be spending today with their families or otherwise engaged in Easter festivities. We hope that you all enjoy the day as well, and we'll see you again after the holiday.

[Hunter Yuri Ookumay]

The shy, ivory haired girl peeked into the club, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. She couldn't believe there was a real host club. She felt an excited squeal claw it's way up her throat but tamped it down.

[Curvaceous Panda]

The Unused Wi Kana

C h e s h i r e W a l t z

Panda opened the door to the club room to see Mika and a girl she had never met before. She knew it was easter, her family had already done all that they were going to do for the day. There was only so much she could do with the two teenage boys, somehow she had even gotten one of them to come with her. Hello ladies, Happy Easter.

Zerk walked next to his sister, his hands stuffed in his pockets. Today was one of the most ridiculous holidays in his mind. A bunny that handed out eggs? The only good thing about it was cupcakes

[Little Miss Shiny]

C h e s h i r e W a l t z

Curvaceous Panda

Panda opened the door to the club room to see Mika and a girl she had never met before. She knew it was easter, her family had already done all that they were going to do for the day. There was only so much she could do with the two teenage boys, somehow she had even gotten one of them to come with her. Hello ladies, Happy Easter.

Zerk walked next to his sister, his hands stuffed in his pockets. Today was one of the most ridiculous holidays in his mind. A bunny that handed out eggs? The only good thing about it was cupcakes

Shiny had just returned from her brief trip back to France, which always left her feeling especially lonesome and wanting company afterwards. So it was straight to the music room she went, eager to see if anyone else was around this evening.

"Hello everyone!" The shining hostess smiled brightly upon seeing others were in fact there, a swirl of yellow rose petals falling as she stepped through the entrance.

[Lokianna]

A little while after Shiny walked in Loki, happily stepping into the music room. "Annyeong~" She seemed to be in a good mood today as she bowed, greeting everyone.

[Little Miss Shiny]

Lokianna

A little while after Shiny walked in Loki, happily stepping into the music room. "Annyeong~" She seemed to be in a good mood today as she bowed, greeting everyone.

((Laaaaadddyyyyy you gotta quote! I could've answered sooo much sooner if you had! -pouts-))

"Good evening, Loki!" It seems Shiny had only imagined there were others in the room before her, so she was extra happy when Loki came in not too long after she did. "Does your family celebrate Easter?"