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Sasuke ([info]shukumei) wrote,
@ 2012-12-03 14:16:00


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[Open Log] Christmas Festival! (..Again)
((OOC: Okay guys... apparently scribbld suspended the mod journals and community journals for the City, Didgey and I think it’s because of some sort of auto-security feature since they were dormant for so long because it happened right after Didgey logged into the mod journal for the first time in awhile, so we contacted the Scribbld mods but since it’s a fucking old journal who knows how long it will take for them to get back to us so I’m just gonna move the Christmas Fest thing to my own journal for now until we get it resolved or move to a new journal system ... idk right now)).



Every year, once a year around Christmastime, the City hosted its annual Christmas Festival. It was mostly an excuse for the government to attempt to better its image with the dark-hairs by fully funding a dinner for all citizens to attend and enjoy -- from the richest blonde to the poorest dirt-hair -- and a Christmas tree lighting ceremony, among smaller things like gaming booths and vendor stalls for those searching for Christmas gifts. Of course, the latter was mostly aimed towards the blondes, since dark-hairs hardly ever had the means for a real Christmas or trading gifts, but free food definitely brought the dark-hairs out in droves, and Sasuke wasn't one to miss out on a hot meal.

He hated winter, and although it had been mild for the past month, the cold was finally showing itself with its usual ferocity. Bundled up in his thickest coat (moth-eaten as it was), black jeans and boots he normally reserved for his escort encounters, he also had a knitted blue scarf, gloves, and a knitted black hat. Underneath all of that were as many layers of t-shirts and sweaters as he could stand. He was unsurprised that the snow had erupted all at once, and although it wasn't snowing today, there was already a semi-thick blanket on the ground that had been lying around for some time now.

His heavy boots crunched through the snow as he made his way to Second District, which was always used for festivities, the few and far between that hosted all citizens. The sun was out, but it seemed weak today, and everything was coated in a misty haze that spoke of winter, making him scrunch up further into his coat, hoping to make it in time to get the food while it was hot. It was always a crowd during the Christmas Festival, since it was the only time of year many of the dark-hairs got to savor fresh food -- food that many of them never saw on their own plates at home.

Trickling in behind a group of scraggly dirt-hairs, Sasuke looked around for the ticket booth, trotting over to show his ID to be marked and grab his ticket to get in line for the buffet. Free or not, everyone only got one meal, and there was no seconds allowed.

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[Suigetsu... comin for dat Sasuke ass.]
[info]didgey
2012-12-03 05:11 pm UTC (link)
It wasn't that Suigetsu didn't really like Christmas... it's really that he didn't care for it one way or the other. It was just another big clusterfuck filled with endless propaganda about Hokage and love and giving. It was probably the one day of the year blondes pretended
not to be assholes and looked upon the less fortunate with pity instead of the usual disgust. If he were a dirt, Suigetsu would probably be
offended and go on about how he didn't need your stinkin' charity. All while trying to sneak a second helping.

But neutral holiday spirit aside, it was still something different. And festivals meant plenty of weird ass people walking around and being... weird. Which to Suigetsu, was amazing. While he spent a lot of time going from the first to second district for work, seeing this many
dirts in one place only happened on holidays. Especially a holiday that gave out free food. Hot food too, not just the usual cans. Though he was sure it wouldn't stay hot for long with that chill in the air.

Not wanting to miss out on anything juicy, Suigetsu left early for the festival and skimmed through the crowds. Being a blonde was always a way to get people to move the hell out of your way, so he didn't bother to wear a beanie despite his cold ears. He walked through the crowds with his head held high and his hands stuffed into the pockets of his hoodie. He didn't really care about the food (why should he? he can get any of this crap at home) but he was definitely feeling thirsty. Cocky
like every blonde, he walked over to the buffet line, prepared to ask them to give him something to drink before a familiar face distracted him.

"Hey you." He raised his hand in a little wave toward Sasuke before stuffing it right back into the warmth of his hoodie. "You guys look so orderly right now. It's weird." Honestly, he was surprised the buffets weren't always trampled every year. "Well, lines suck. How long you been waitin'?"

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-03 05:58 pm UTC (link)
It wasn't every day a blonde walked up to a large group of dark-hairs and openly spoke to one of them, so Suigetsu's bold statement sent a ripple of curiosity and wariness throughout the food line, turning many heads. At a festival, blondes and dark-hairs interacting wasn't considered illegal (it technically wasn't illegal at any time but usually any kind of interaction between the two castes was for illegal causes), but it definitely wasn't encouraged, either. Like usual, even during a big and open event like this, the groups tended to segregate themselves, blondes sticking over by the more expensive vendors' area, the dark-hairs mostly congregating around the free buffet.

Sasuke didn't immediately realize he was the one being spoken to until a bunch of people looked in his direction, and the voice was familiar enough that it made him glance to the source. He never spoke to his clients outside of where he did business, and almost always they, too, stayed as discreet as possible and would never openly speak to him in front of others. Suigetsu was different. Sasuke had found very quickly the teen didn't give a damn about much of anything but his own amusements, and in fact had become a very lucky connection, indeed, after what Sasuke had found out about his job and security clearance.

Still, that didn't mean he was happy with Sui for drawing attention to them so carelessly.

He thought about ignoring the boy, but while that might work with someone else, he'd probably just whine at him until he caved, and draw even more stares in the meantime. Ticking a quick glance in the direction of the patrolmen who were standing on the edges of the crowd, making sure nothing suspicious was going on, he decided the best thing to do was speak calmly and mildly, and hopefully everyone would grow bored and go back to their own devices.

"Twenty minutes or so," he hummed thoughtfully, still keeping his eyes on the cops. He had about another half hour to wait at this rate. That wasn't even long, considering the free meal at the end. "The vendors with the specialty foods are over there, you know," he nodded to the crowd of blondes further away, a subtle hint.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 06:10 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, I know." Taking a hint wasn't Suigetsu's specialty. Instead of being put off by the stares of other curious dirts, he just ignored them. "I'm not hungry, and even if I was I'd just go home. I didn't come out here to eat." He noticed Sasuke was keeping a keen eye on the policemen nearby and felt slightly miffed he didn't have his full attention. But then again, his interest in Sasuke isn't because of any submissive or obedient behavior Sasuke throws out there. Liked him because he was kind of a bitch, despite being ranked so low.

"Have any fights broken out yet? I got here early but the crowd was already big. Last year some brunette punched the crap outta this redhead. I didn't even know Second District-ers had that kind of fiestyness. You ever KO someone like that?"

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-03 06:21 pm UTC (link)
"You came out here to watch fights?" Sasuke raised a brow, but somehow, he was not surprised. Suigetsu, in his opinion, probably should have been born a dark-hair, or at least a brunette. He definitely craved what most blondes would consider ... inferior entertainment. Sasuke was pretty sure if he ever invited Suigetsu to a street fight, the kid would be there in an instant, grinning excitedly from ear to ear. Blondes were so dumb.

"Everyone's minding their manners because there's police around. Once the food runs out and the alcohol comes out instead, it'll be a different story." Usually was, anyway. He tried to keep his head down at these things, but brunettes had a lot more leeway and tended to become too drunk too fast and start trouble. Some dark-hairs, too, would get into scuffles, but mostly all that happened with his kind was pickpocketing and solicitation to blondes. Around Christmastime was the best time to get clients, that was for sure. One could never underestimate loneliness, even in blondes, who tried so hard to feign indifference.

"I've been in a few fights in my time," he replied, in a way that clearly said Sui was stupid for even asking. "Usually it involves more than just fists, though." One of the dark-hairs beside him snorted in agreement.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 06:36 pm UTC (link)
"I came here to watch anything in particular, but I know it's not hard to get people riled up. Especially in groups like this." And with this many hungry dirts around, it was always just a matter of time. "Just a few huh?" He heard the little snort from another dirt, shooting the guy a look (though it wasn't even seen). Some dirts should really mind their own business, honestly.

"So you'd use anything at hand then, right?" He looked around the immediate area for anything of interest that could do damage. "What about a chair? You think a chair would be good to hit someone with? I bet you could crack a plate over someone's head. Since there's cops it'd have to be lethal and fast so then you could just do it and run."

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-03 06:53 pm UTC (link)
"The plates are paper probably because of that very reason," Sasuke retorted, digging in his pocket for his pack of cigarettes, sliding one out and lighting up. He could tell the people overhearing their conversation were not exactly receptive towards Sui, a few even shooting him surreptitious dirty looks. Nobody appreciated an oblivious blonde who spoke about often life-or-death struggles like a source of entertainment. Sui didn't offend Sasuke. He'd much rather a naive teenager than the sadistic asshole blondes that prowled around here.

"Besides, you're thinking too broadly. You don't want to bring that much attention to yourself. Much better something small and discreet, like a switchblade, to here." He stepped closer to Sui, shielding his hand from view as he gently prodded the boy with an index finger, right between his last two ribs on his left side. "Bottom left lung. Just a quick jab, deflate the lung, and if they're not a goner they're definitely incapacitated."

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 07:28 pm UTC (link)
He had forgotten dirts probably don't eat off nice plates... or plates at all most times. Suigetsu may have had an interest in fighting, but he had never actually been in a real fight. And truthfully, he was just a typical young and spoiled blonde who had enjoyed a very comfortable life. A boring life, but comfortable. He yearned for real action, so when the opportunity came to be an informant for some Third District family, he couldn't help himself. It made him feel important for starters, and secondly it just made him feel like he was finally a part of something. Something illegal, sure, but that's beside the point.

He didn't flinch when Sasuke reached to touch him like most blondes would, instead Suigetsu watched his hand's motions with interest, and found it both creepy and fascinating that Sasuke could talk about stabbing someone in the lung so easily. "Does it make a deflation... noise? Like a balloon?"

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-03 07:42 pm UTC (link)
Sasuke's lips quirked mildly. "A collapsed lung? No. It's like ripping through paper. As long as you know what you're doing, and don't knick the ribs instead, it requires next to no force with a sharp knife. The person will wheeze, that's another sign you did it right."

Why was he giving tips to a blonde on how to basically kill a person? Well, because Suigetsu was harmless. Like a puppy. Sasuke knew he'd never actually use these tactics on anyone, unless perhaps he was fighting for his life. And he wasn't a bad person, as far as light-hairs went. He'd proved that quite a few times already, giving them tips on when the Sweepings would occur, amongst other raids. Having such a large family, it was pertinent information.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 08:26 pm UTC (link)
"Huh. Cool." Would it ever be something Suigetsu used? Probably not. But there was never anything wrong with learning something new, and no way you'd learn anything like that in the First District. "I'll keep that in mind next time I'm cornered." Yeah, because that definitely happens often.

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-03 08:54 pm UTC (link)
Yeah, Sasuke was sure Suigetsu would never get cornered. Unless he was a complete idiot and decided to go wander around Third -- which, knowing him, could happen.

"I'd watch your CC card more than your back," he mentioned idly. "In a crowd like this, pickpocketing is about as much danger as you're in."

Finally, they were inching toward the buffet. He got a whiff of food, feeling his stomach growl in response. "Wonder what it is this year," he muttered, more to himself than Sui. "Last year they had chili. I think there was real meat in there, but it could've been dog food." Hell if he knew. Or cared. Food was food.

"You planning anything for Christmas?" It was a big day for him, but not because of family. Best day of the year to make money, both in the drugs and escort business.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 09:18 pm UTC (link)
"Huh? Oh... guess that's good advice." He patted his pocket to make sure his wallet was still there. Good! He didn't want to have to beat anyone up today. Because he could. He totally could.

There really was no reason to stick around the closer they got to the buffet, Suigetsu wasn't hungry and even if he was he wouldn't be eating from this line. He may have enjoyed some dirt-haired hobbies, but he had yet to sample their uh, cuisine. And a hot meal wasn't the usual fare.

"Nah, the only family I got is my brother and he's not really big on the whole celebration and family love thing. And even if he was, Christmas at the top blows. Everyone just stands around and talks about how fortunate we all are. Maybe someone will bring wine and everyone will sip it. I bet you guys like... get wasted off bathtub liquor and party, right?"

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-03 09:42 pm UTC (link)
"Bathtub liquor?" Sasuke snorted. "We can afford legitimate liquor, you know. Maybe not fine wine or whatever you guys drink, but we don't have to ferment our own moonshine. Unless we want to." He shrugged.

"Usually it's too cold to do much more than huddle under some blankets and sleep all day. That is, for those of us who don't work." He took a drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke up towards the dreary sky. "If I manage to get off early, I just spend it with my family. This year I'm already booked though."

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 10:06 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, but bathtub liquor gets the job done faster, don't it?" He felt like he had a valid point.

"What, so you won't come spend Christmas with me?" He faked a huff, crossing his arms over his chest. "That's unacceptable, Mugetsu. I thought we had a bond, man. I got you a salad that one time, remember? A whole salad. I don't get no appreciation."

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-03 10:22 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, it can also blind you if you don't make it right."

"Shoulda asked earlier," he shrugged. But the salad thing he did remember fondly. Look, it was hard to get fresh vegetables, they were like gold to the Third district. And tomatoes being his favorite food ... well, it had been heavenly. "That was a good salad. I won't say no to another. Next time."

Because he didn't doubt there would be a next time. He could tell Suigetsu was a bit infatuated with him, though whether sexually or just because he was a wild and free dirt-hair, who knew. He knew part of it was only Sui's desperate attempt to escape the boredom of his pampered life. Why so many blondes thought that way, he never knew. He would gladly trade his position for the comfort and boredom of First District. He didn't have the privilege of being bored.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 10:35 pm UTC (link)
"No shit, really? Well I guess if you're going to go blind, you might as well be drunk while it happens." Suigetsu was a wealth of knowledge. He knew.

"Hey, you're not exactly easy to find. Not that I go lookin' for you all the time, so don't even let that stupid thought into your head. But on the rare occasion I've bothered to look, I couldn't find you. So make yourself more accessible if you want more salad."

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-03 11:06 pm UTC (link)
Uh-huh. Sasuke eyed him with a look that clearly said he knew better.

"I'm always in the same place; I can't help if I'm popular." He smirked. Even if it was pretty pathetic to be smug about how good of a prostitute you were. It's not like he had anything else to brag about. Had to take your pride where you could get it.

Finally, he was next in line. Sasuke took his attention off of Sui altogether to hold his plate out for the servers, taking whatever was offered, not caring. He wasn't a picky eater, to say the least. And he was delighted to see there was some sort of casserole with fresh vegetables in it, as well as real turkey. Followed up with mashed potatoes and gravy, and he was pretty much in heaven. Gesturing for Sui to follow him if he wanted, he heated for one of the long picnic tables set up for the feast, plopping down in an empty spot and digging in, eating like most people from Third -- fast, and entirely focused on his meal.

"You know that bar, Split, over about a couple miles back?" He gestured with his head. "I'm there sometimes, before curfew. It's one that allows dark-hairs, mostly where we mingle with brunettes. Not a blonde hangout. You might like it. It's right up your alley, always interesting ... characters." AKA bar fights, illegal operations, and just general crazies that Suigetsu seemed always interested in sniffing out. "I could take you there some time."

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 11:55 pm UTC (link)
If Sasuke was a good prostitute or not, Suigetsu had no idea. Sasuke was the only one he ever picked up, and it definitely wasn't on a whim. Every prostitute he saw at the gates didn't interest him at all until he saw Sasuke standing up front with his giant boots and fishnet top on. For some reason, he just took an instant shine to him.

"I've never heard of it." He admitted honestly about the bar, but took his phone out to make note of it. "An interesting bar, huh. Yeah, I guess I could check it out with you next time I'm free." Spoken as if he's constantly busy. "If there's no blondies there, I guess I should wear a hat, huh. I'm lookin' for fun, not a quick way to get stabbed."

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-04 12:16 am UTC (link)
He knew better than anyone else Suigetsu was pretty much always free (aside from work), but he wasn't going to call him out on his lack of friends and hobbies.

"It's not that they don't take kindly to blondes, it's just that most blondes steer clear of the what they consider an inferior crowd." He shrugged. "I'm sure the bartender would happily welcome you, you'd give him more business than he'd get all week."

Sui, like most blondes, wasn't poor. He definitely wasn't the richest, either, but compared to him Sui could be a millionaire. Even brunettes had it ten times better than dark-hairs. There was no such thing as a middle class in the Third district, much less an upper-class. Only brunettes and blondes ever used those terms.

"They play good music, too," he added, in case Sui was interested in such a thing. Blondes, in a strange reversal of privileges, weren't allow to practice playing music. It was considered too emotional. The arts were reserved to the Second District, and the Maths and Sciences were encouraged in the First. The Third was mostly left to its own devices, but learning to play guitar was the last thing on any dark-hair's mind. Still, he loved music, it could be a nice escape when he had the time to listen.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-04 12:28 am UTC (link)
Even growing up, Suigetsu always felt estranged from his peers. He wanted to play outside, get dirty, run around and play sports. He had a lot of energy and was scolded often for displaying poor manners in the eyes of his parents. And most other blondes. His brother was perfect, always did everything right, so that made Suigetsu feel like even more of an outcast. But when surrounded by people from the Second and Third Districts, he felt more at home. He knew it wasn't something he could go around openly confessing, but really does think sometimes he was born into the wrong caste.

"Oh yeah? Anything with guitars? The louder the better. I think it would be cool to learn how to play guitar, but I doubt I could get any practice in. I'd get complaints from my neighbors for sure. Stuffy assholes."

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-04 12:38 am UTC (link)
It was a wonder Sui hadn't be arrested yet, with how much he spoke before thinking. Sasuke raised a brow, glad he'd chosen to sit somewhat further away from everyone, so that none of the other dark-hairs eating overheard him openly talking about wanting to play guitar.

"You're going to get into trouble one of these days for your mouth," he said lowly. "You know owning an instrument is illegal for blondes." Since they ruled the roost a lot of them bent the rules, of course, but he was pretty sure Sui wasn't high up enough for that kind of allowance.

But then, owning an instrument was nothing compared to buying a dark-haired prostitute, so he guessed Sui was a bit beyond playing it safe. Still, if the blonde went down, he didn't want to be dragged down with him.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-04 12:44 am UTC (link)
A heavy sigh was all Sasuke scolding was met with. Yeah, he knew. Which is exactly why Sui was convinced he didn't belong up there, all of his interests were either illegal or a social taboo. All around him, his peers continued to succeed and grow and harp about their love for Hokage. All Suigetsu ever really wanted to do was get drunk and eat a lot of food, then try to go run around and puke. Why is that so bad? It was that immaturity and carelessness that kept him from progressing at his job, too. He could be serious when he absolutely needed to, but behind a desk all day he spent more time flinging rubber bands into trash cans.

"Yeah, well. If I'm goin' out, I'd like for it to be doing something I liked doing. Like I don't want to be caught at work or something stupid. I want to give the police a story to remember. And hey, hold on! Since when do you care about the rules anyway? I call bullshit on that, Mugetsu."

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-04 01:04 am UTC (link)
Already finished eating, Sasuke pushed his empty plate away, leaning his chin in his hand, elbow propped up on the table, studying Suigetsu seriously.

"I think you're failing to see the difference between breaking rules out of defiance and breaking rules out of necessity," he replied, eyes ticking again over to make sure the police were still minding their own business. He knew, eventually, one would come over and attempt to listen to their conversation. One would come up with some asinine violation to separate them. Because a blonde and a dirt-hair talking like acquaintances, even in an environment like this, made others uncomfortable. It wasn't the way things worked, and it never would be. "It would be fruitless for me to explain the concept of survival to you, because you can't understand it until you live it. Yeah, I might do something stupid here and there, but I usually don't go looking for trouble. Because you might get a fine or a slap on the wrist. I'd be the star of the next public execution. You get me?"

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[info]didgey
2012-12-04 01:10 am UTC (link)
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Not one for lectures, Suigetsu immediately looked bored when he saw that serious look in Sasuke's eyes. Let him finish just so he could get it out of his system, but it definitely didn't sink in. After that warning was done, Suigetsu stood up and yawned, scratching his belly. "Okay, well. I'm going to go see what else is going on. Let's go to that bar some time, kay?"

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[info]shukumei
2012-12-04 01:41 am UTC (link)
Sasuke rolled his eyes, waving him off. The kid would learn. Eventually.

"You know where to find me."

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[info]teninthebed
2012-12-03 08:56 pm UTC (link)
If anyone wished they could celebrate Christmas like a blonde, it would be Hashirama, not for him but for the children he looked after. Being able to give them a gift that they would love and cherish and appreciate (unlike these blondes, pfft), how it made his heart flutter with happiness just to think about it. Just one day of happiness from their regular hell, well free food was just about as good as they were going to get.

That spark of happiness came back as he watched them all one by one getting their food ticket, hearing them all talk about what they were going to get. "Don't eat it too fast or you will get sick, remember that." Aww they are adorable but remembers his first Christmas meal, he couldn't get it down fast enough and threw it all back up.

Once all the children were settled down, the older ones taking care of the smaller ones, Hashirama could finally head for his own, back in line again, waiting for his ticket, still unable to stop himself from looking over at the few orphans he had in his care and smiling at how happy they all were.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 10:01 pm UTC (link)
Christmas in the Second District was actually pretty pleasant and focused on spending time close to your family and loved ones. And buying a special gift for your children... well, that part always made Mei a little bitter. She wanted kids. And badly. But her husband picker was beyond broken, it was just obliterated. She'd had many relationships but her type in men was always questionable, and more often than not it ended in some sort of trouble. There's just something about a dangerous man. So sexy!

This was the time of year she always really felt her biological clock ticking away. She wanted her own little rugrats to tote around, so the group of children laughing and eating caught her attention. Looking at their happy faces she sighed wistfully... then grimaced. Did all of those children come from one woman? Ouch. Maybe just one or two children would be plenty. Ten is way too far.

Watching the kids she noticed one of the smaller girls getting picked on by the older boys. It's pretty common for boys to roughhouse like that, but when she saw them nabbing food off the girl's plate she couldn't stand idly by anymore. Girls need to stand up for themselves, right? And in her head, it was a great idea for a test of motherhood. Having a son and a daughter would be ideal, so she thought it would be best to test her skills at breaking up tiffs. "Hey, you!" She pointed at the older boys. "I know you're having fun and all, but can't you see how rude you're being? You have your own meals, leave hers alone." She felt that was excellent, triumphant... until the girl just started sobbing.

"Oh... crap. Little girl, hey, I'm--... what the heck? I just did you a favor." This was panic mode now, what if her parents came over and were furious? How do you explain off making a kid cry? "Shh, shh. Hey, do you want some lipstick? I have lipstick. Want to wear it?" Woman to woman, lipstick should always work. Mei could only hope those parents didn't come over here now while she was putting red lipstick on a crying little girl.

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[info]teninthebed
2012-12-03 10:19 pm UTC (link)
Just a stones throw away from some delicious food and then the well trained ears detected the sounds of crying, stopped and turned towards the children. Daddy instinct, not connected to any of them by blood but he can certain pick up tears. Sees the boy fleeing and the little girl and someone else... what the hell is going on? Food will come later, sweet food goodbye. Don't you be gone by the time he gets back.

Without thinking too hard about it, Hashirama pushed through the crowd to get back to his kids, not even thinking further when he grabbed what he saw was a threat against his children by the shoulder and roughly pushing her to the side, not even taking a second look back at who or what it was, kneeling in front of the little girl. "Sweetie, are you okay? What ha-..." There was no tears now, only soft sobbing, soft sobbing and smeared red down her cheek from her lips. Well this certainly was strange.

Putting his finger against her cheek, he touched the stuff, noting straight away that it was not blood and that it was sort of sticky. Licking his thumbs, Hashirama proceeded to rub the smudge to see if it cleaned off, giving it a sniff when some of it is on his thumb. Whatever it was, it didn't seem threatening, in fact, she seemed almost happy to have it on.

... So who did he...? Hashirama winced in the horror that he had picked up and thrown a blonde away. Not that he would have expected a blonde to come near a dirt-hair at all but stranger things have happened during these events. Please don't be blonde, please don't be blonde.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 10:29 pm UTC (link)
It seemed to be working, the crying stopped and it was down to a small sniffle. "There, see? Lipstick always makes pretty girls feel better. I have some--" Of all the things she expected to happen, suddenly being shoved aside was not one of them. She yelped in surprise and fell back onto the ground, only staying down for a few seconds before she swiftly sat up again. "Just who do you think you are, asshole!" She spat, but went quiet when she saw the gentle nature he touched the girl in. So this man must be the father...

And what a man he was. Mei's anger quickly dissipated when Hashirama finally turned to look at her and she fell smitten with that chiseled jaw. She had to stop herself from giving goo-goo eyes immediately and needed to remember this guy just pushed her. And that if he had this many kids, he was probably happily married. Or crazy.

" ... You could cut steel on that jaw of yours, damn." Okay well, that wasn't the lecture she wanted to give.

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[info]teninthebed
2012-12-03 10:43 pm UTC (link)
"..." Not a blonde that he could be extremely thankful for knowing this event would not even stop him from being put to death for "violently" reacting against a blonde but... she was even stranger. "Excuse me?" he asked with a quirk of his eyebrow. What does that even mean?

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 10:44 pm UTC (link)
"Oh, and look at those deep eyes of yours..." Realizing she blurted that out, Mei rose to her feet and cleared her throat, looking embarrassed. "Are you the father?"

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[info]teninthebed
2012-12-03 10:55 pm UTC (link)
Another quirk of his eyebrow curiously at her, not knowing what she is trying to hit at and why or what. Very odd indeed. "No, no I am not their father but they are my children," he replied full of pride in who he was. None of them were his biological children but that didn't mean that they weren't his. "What did you do to her?" This time he was sterner, demanding answers for what that stuff is. It could be poison, it could be anything. Answers before anything else.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-03 11:06 pm UTC (link)
"Oh... adopted?" She could admire that pride. But needed to stop admiring! "Oh ... one of the boys was picking off her plate and she seemed upset, but I think trying to defend her startled her. I love children, I promise I didn't do it on purpose. I thought putting on some makeup would perk her up. Lipstick, that's all it was. Can I... fix the smudge? Is that alright?"

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[info]teninthebed
2012-12-03 11:23 pm UTC (link)
"Not quite but I guess you could say that." No one would ever adopt them unless they were going to do something terrible with them because most people couldn't afford to feed themselves, let alone another mouth and if he did adopt them, the funding would be removed and they wouldn't eat at all. "... Sure. By all means."

Humbled, Hashirama took at step to the side and knelt down and watched her, making sure that nothing funny happened. No offense but you tend to stay on your toes at all times. "I'm sorry for pushing you, I thought she was hurt and I just wanted to protect her." Somewhere through the watching her adjust the smudge on her cheek, the man's eyes happened to wander and check out the woman a bit better, now not so panicked, he could take the time to admire her. Whoa, someone has a rack and a half on her. I-It has been forever since he has seen boobs so they are almost hypnotizing. Must not start for too long, conversation will tear eyes away... "My name is Hashirama, I hope that isn't too forward." Phew, just don't look back down.

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[info]didgey
2012-12-04 12:10 am UTC (link)
Mei kneeled down to lick her thumb and fix the lipstick smudge that occurred when she was pushed. Just a few little touch ups, and someone looked like a pretty princess. "There you go. Every girl deserves to wear something that makes her feel beautiful. Me? I like perfume... haven't been able to afford it in years, but I love it. My mother had a bottle of it when I was growing up, I used to love to sneak into her room and wear it. Got scolded every time, but definitely worth it."

When you're blessed with certain... endowments, you get used to men staring. Mei had an excellent sense on when a man was looking at her breasts. She knew because it was always. Men always looked. "Hashirama? That's a nice name." She straightened up and put the lipstick back into her pocket. She extended a hand to him for a handshake. "My name is Mei." And you have very strong hands. "So if they're not adopted, how'd you come across so many kids? You're ... you're not trafficking are you?" The hot ones always have a catch, she knew that well. And she really hoped that wasn't the case, it would be a shame to have to scream for the police on such a nice afternoon.

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[info]teninthebed
2012-12-04 01:26 am UTC (link)
Turns to the girl and has a look at her after being all cleaned up, giving her a smile to let her know it looks good and a kiss on the cheek, whispering to her that she can go back to eating. He could hear that tummy rumble, you can't hide it. "Mei, what a beautiful name." Shakes and smiles. "And I would never do such a thing. Do I look like a trafficker? I run an orphanage, all of these children have lost their parents and were lucky enough to survive." Gives the little girl a hair ruffle and steps away from them for some adult talking time. Adult company, its been a while, he might be a bit rusty. "That stuff, lipstick was what you called it? Why should a girl wear it?" he asked with genuine interest. Should he be finding this stuff for his girls?

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[info]tachansminors
2012-12-04 12:02 am UTC (link)
The line to the stalls is not nearly as long as the line to the buffet, taking the initiative to go back later when there was less people there. If the food ran out then so be it, sadly she wasn't in the mood to be celebrating anyway and clearly, there were plenty of more people out there who were needy and deserved the treat. Her time in the line had came up, handing over her CC and getting some credits for the game, sighing what she thought was to herself but it came out loudly as she rolled the first ball up the ramp to get it into the cylinders marked with a number value. A hundred points to start, that was good but no good when you need a lot more of an exorbitant amount to get a prize.

Looking up at the prizes on display, Sakura set her sights on a fox toy that it look liked it was hand made, something quirky and different. She decided to aim for that. All three balls expended and still not enough points, Sakura swiped her card again for some more balls, hoping that somehow it will accumulate to enough to get the toy.

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