The Pirate Party

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

Characters: OPEN TO EVERYONE
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: A party to get over all the drama (and to celebrate a pirate's birthday but only a few people know that so shhhh.)
Location: Just outside Wutai
Date: February 27th, 1804
Warnings: Um. Alcohol, pirates, drunken Selphie, probably a lot of innuendo and... a surprise later~!


The evening was set and any guests that had needed to be picked up had been. Balthier had done a tour of Gaia to collect the people that didn't have airships or couldn't acquire transport and set everyone down in Wutai. The Strahl was parked just outside of Wutai, where the party was to be held. Technically, it wasn't in Wutai, thus should any complay about the noise or the crowd, then there would be no reason they should leave. Balthier had strategically set them outside of Wutai, and asked permission, to keep things settled.

He didn't exactly want this to blow up in everyone's faces after the slew of dramatics that had rolled in during the past two weeks or so, even if he was to blame for part of it.

Flames crackling on the large bonfire he had set earlier, the majority of the light in the area came from the fire and the Strahl's lights, particularly the glossair rings. Thankfully, the engine wouldn't overheat as he'd fine tuned it earlier in the morning.

An enormous table (the origins of which were not for anyone to question) stood to one side, covered all over with various party food that Fran had cooked. While she wasn't exactly a gourmet chef, the Viera was skilled enough to make decent party food for the guests. Next to that stood three smaller tables, all piled high with various different alcoholic beverages, and a small table with non-alcoholic drinks was overshadowed by the sheer mass of booze.

Balthier had paid off everyone he'd needed to pay; everything was set.

The party looked to be a good night and seemed as if it'd go without a hitch!



[OOC: Let's do this party style, guys. Ninja tagging and threadjacking is encouraged. Let's just go wild, since the drama llama has finally ridden away. X3]

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[melodiesoflute.livejournal.com]

Settling down near the bonfire, Edward sat his prized lute upon his lap as he began play a few notes. There seemed to be quite a gathering here this evening for the party, enough people to ensure that even he wouldn't be bored. The Wutai landscape could barely be seen under the blanket of night but the splendorous beauty of the ink blue sky above did more than enough to add some character to this secretive forest gathering. Gazing up at the starlight sky with a sense of wonder and excitement, Edward noticed that this world didn’t possess two glowing moons. It was odd truth since Edward was come accustom to viewing a night sky that possesses two celestial silver entities but here on Gaia, no such phenomenon exists.

Allowing his eyes to turn away from the sky, the bard wore a cheerful smile as he played. Watching the others in silence as his fingers drummed along the strings of his lute, Edward remain quiet as he watched some of the other party goers mingle amongst themselves. He barely knew anyone here at this elaborate little shindig, so Edward was feeling a tad shy about introducing himself to anyone.

[dark0messenger.livejournal.com]

Off in the distance, like a good creeper, Kuja was watching and listening to this individual play. It took a few plucks of the strings on the instrument to gain his attention, but once it was had it didn’t break. If not because he was remotely interested in performances of the artistic nature, the rest of the cast present have yet to amuse him. So he’ll be watching for now, at least until some other event draws his interest.

[flyboy-red.livejournal.com]

He was supposed to be working too, but it took only a few short moments before he was mingling within the crowds. He was still wrapped up warm because, hey, it was chilly out, but when he spotted the pretty girl with the flippy hair, he grinned.

"Selphie!" He remembered talking to her on the network in the past. "You rigged that up, then?" Nodding over to the sound system, Reno smiled at her.

[shatterhearted.livejournal.com]

Everything seemed to be going well so far. Balthier had done a wonderful job arranging and planning everything - though telling him that would probably cause his ego to swell.

Fran had spent much of the day cooking and preparing the food, but now she was showered, changed and enjoying the scenery, sat off to the side by herself. She cradled a glass of wine in her hand, sipping every so often.

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

Spotting the bunny ears, Rinoa thought she had seen her friend Mjrn at first, and she practically ran over in delight. She stopped as soon as she realised her mistake.

"Oh! Hey... Fran, right? Long time no see! How are you?"

[knightofcrimson.livejournal.com]

Spotting the tall-eared viera nearby, Freya almost confused the woman for Mjrn until she got a better look at her. Tall, lanky and perched upon heels just like the other, Fran was a near mirror image to the young vieran dragoon knight despite minor differences aesthetically. This viera possessed a more adult features unlike the younger viera, clearly older for anyone who could spot the truth dotted along Fran's black spotted ears.

"Another like Mjrn, how odd." Freya commented to no one as she sipped her ale in silence.

[xredthespianx.livejournal.com]

Taxi duties done? Check. Prima Vista secure? Check. Party time? Check. Blank had done all the jobs he needed to do. He had flown people where they needed to be and now he was intent on enjoying himself. Free food, free alcohol, and maybe a few gil pouches to pilfer. All in all it was shaping up to be a fine night.

The Strahl didn't go unnoticed by the redhead either - not that it was easy to miss. He had never seen such a fine airship before, and that was really saying something considering how highly he viewed the Vista. "Woah~"

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

"She's a beauty, isn't she?" Balthier noticed Blank eying his airship and couldn't help but brag. The Strahl was, after all, far more majestic and likely faster than all the airships in Gaia. It was perfect.

Sipping his drink, the pirate smirked at the redhead. "Of course, she looks better in the sky."

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

Rinoa wanted to make it quite clear that she was only here for the sake of her friends, not for Balthier. Ignoring him pointedly, she poured herself a drink and looked around for someone who wasn't Balthier to talk to.

[tantalus-born.livejournal.com]

Pretty girl standing alone alert! And look, here's Zidane walking up and offering her a smile.

"Hey, I don't think we've met. I'm Zidane," there's that winning smile of his, his tail swinging back and forth lazily behind him.

Better get your dinner now before this glutton eats it all on you. <3

[hi-no-dansu.livejournal.com]

Shortly after Sabin had disembarked from The Strahl, he'd gawked at the town for several minutes. He just took in the atmosphere in of the town like the robust aroma from coffee. His eyes lingered on the Pagoda towering over the rest of Wutai with admiration. This was a town he could get used to.

Of course, that was before his eyes, stomach and feet found the table laden with food. Sabin's legs quickly brought him to the table where he helped himself to the haul laid out before him. The many different dishes to choose from made the meal provided on the Phantom Train pale in comparison to what was laid out before him.

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

"Enjoying yourself?" Balthier gave Sabin a smirk, glad to see he was content to eat himself to distraction. Balthier wasn't one for eating a lot, mostly because he was far too vain and narcisistic to let himself get out of perfect condition, but he was glad someone seemed to be enjoying the food Fran had made.

Though... it did look as if there wouldn't be much left before long. Sabin could certainly pack it away.

[tantalus-born.livejournal.com]

Zidane was standing near the drinks, his tail flicking back and forth as he looked out at the crowd. It was rather unnerving to realize just how many people he didn't know. So many sky people.

Still, there was no better time to correct that than now...

[knightofcrimson.livejournal.com]

Noticing that swishing blond tail, a certain red-clad dragoon knight couldn't help but chuckle. "Who lured you to this party, Zidane?" Freya asked as she approached towards her friend. Giving him a slight smile, her emerald eyes lingered upon the drinks nearby with such want.

"I doubt anyone would fault us for cracking a few bottles of ale for ourselves..." She muttered low enough for Zidane to hear before snatching one of the said bottles by it's neck.

"What party would this be if they shunned us from drinking?"

[herownhero.livejournal.com]

Quistis really had no idea why she was even here. After the events from earlier in the day, the last place she really wanted to be was at Balthier's party-- but Rinoa and Selphie seemed to be set on dragging the blond along, so she complied to escape their wrath.

Sighing softly, Quistis stood off to the side, arms crossed and body slightly rigid as she watched the others mingle and chat. She was no good at these types of parties; she didn't even know anyone there, beside the SeeDs. She contemplated heading back on board the Ragnarok, but decided the least she could do was wait until Selphie had performed. She only hoped that it would be sooner rather than later.

[melodiesoflute.livejournal.com]

Spotting a blond haired woman nearby, Edward actually confused the mercenary for his dear friend Rosa. That could explain as to why the bard wandered over offering the moody blond a drink. "Ah, Rosa what are you--" Edward trailed off instantly once he got a good look of the woman's face and attire.

"Oh, my pardon. I could have sworn you were her." Of course, it was silly of him to think of this dame to be Rosa, especially since the poor woman was still sick in bed. Edward had hoped that Rosa and the others would come along to this party but alas, he was the only one present. With a little sigh, the bard turned away to glance towards the many who paraded around the bonfire.

"'Tis so strange, isn't it? A party in the middle of the woods..."

[tantalus-born.livejournal.com]

When Zidane walks up to Quistis, there is a slightly puzzled look on his face.

"You're Quistis, right?"

He was almost positive that this was the woman he had spoken to on the phone.

[lionwarhero.livejournal.com]

Delita walked in, figuring this would be a good chance to meet with any comrades and to make any new acquaintances. Unsure of the intelligence of drinking too much in this city, he chose an ale to nurse and retreated to the edge of the party.

[flyboy-red.livejournal.com]

Reno didn't like the fact that he was working for someone else, but at least they had work and it was paid work and-- OH HEY. Alcohol. Yeah, this was worth the work. All he really had to do was wander around and make pretend that he was breaking fights up if they happened. He didn't care if there were fights, in fact Reno encouraged bar brawls, as did his partner when he was convinced, but this wasn't their bar or their party so they had to do their jobs.

A beer in hand, Reno was dressed in a black shirt, black pants, his boots and a coat and scarf. Even if it wasn't icy cold, Reno didn't deal well with cold or hot. He was best when it was an even climate. Pushing back strands of red, he yawned to himself. At least the music was somewhat decent.

[shatterhearted.livejournal.com]

Fran walked over to Reno, carrying a bottle of Madhu she had swiped from the Strahl. Not that she would encourage the security staff to get drunk on duty, because that wouldn't be very professional. But there was no reason she couldn't give Reno something to share with his partner after the party.

She liked Reno. She liked him a lot. She didn't have many friends, not really. Mostly, she had acquaintances that were Balthier's friends. Not that it bothered her too much, but it was nice to have a friend of her own. Someone she could talk to. Sure, she could talk to Balthier, he was her best friend, but sometimes, there were things she just couldn't say to him.

She gave him a smile, holding out the bottle to him. "For you."

[dark0messenger.livejournal.com]

Something had to of been in possession of his mind in order to drag him out of comfort and into the open. Especially with people he doesn’t know, and especially with people he does know if only because everyone was probably wary of his intent. Those of a sound mind have every right to be concerned. But if they were feeling brave - or foolish- enough to chat up this one they would be surprised to find that his intentions appear to be nothing more than socializing.

Or so that’s what he’ll have you think.

Since he hadn’t decided to grace the attendees with an appearance until the last minute he was incredibly late. (Call it being fashionably late.) What should have been a grand appearance drawing the attention of all was instead something as simple as him slinking into the mass of guests unnoticed. There were enough characters and faces to damp down the oddity of his appearance, but anyone who might glance over may find themselves taking a second look if they’ve never seen him before.

Those who have seen him before would be doing the same but for entirely different reasons. What purpose does he have being here? Good luck finding out~

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

Rinoa couldn't help but turn her head at the beautiful... man? woman? She'd seen some outrageous fashions in her time, but this was quite something.

She walked over to him, smiling. "Hey! Don't think I've seen you around before. What's your name?"

[nethi-cite.livejournal.com]

Nearly baffled by this brazen display of drunkards and fools alike, the esteemed Dr. Cidolfus Bunansa was anything but pleased with the turn out of this party but he was at least thankful to be apart of the celebration. The boy was turning twenty-four now, just now shy of becoming a stately gentleman. While he was sure that the louse would spend his twenties as an ardent criminal, the doctor was at least glad that his problematic son lived to see such a year.

"Honestly, must they dance so close to the flames?" The doctor grumbled as he watched a few tipsy folks start to convene near the bonfire. If someone falls in, Cidolfus damn sure isn't going to fish them out.

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

"If someone falls into the flames are you going to stand by and watch or dive in and fish them out, father?" Balthier's smirk was catty as he walked over to Cid. Dressed in black leather pants without all the guards his dark brown ones had, a white shirt that was half unbuttoned and had the sleeves rolled up, and black boots, he had drinks it both hands. Holding one out to his father, he sipped his own, watching the people dancing by the fire.

After a pause, he looked back to the older Bunansa. "I didn't expect you to join the celebrations after our conversations upon your arrival..." He hadn't expected to tell Cid he'd killed him, either.

FOR PIED; around 2am - yes the party is still happening

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

Balthier was, surprisingly, not drunk. He was definitely half there, if not almost entirely there, but you could tell when Balthier was drunk. His shirt would've already come off by now. So, no, he wasn't drunk. He could also manage to clearly announce his whole name, should he have wished to, thus it meant he had a hold on his brain still. He knew he'd have a hangover in the morning but at least he wasn't going to be sick all night. That was a benefit at least.

Leaned against the Strahl, safely far enough from the sound system that it didn't deafen him, Balthier watched the party as it continued into the night. Most of the Wutaian natives had made their way down and been invited into the party, which was great, actually. He planned to head up and check on Sephiroth, come morning, when everyone had gone, but for now the party was still swinging and he prefered to just stay there. It was probably one of his better birthdays since leaving Archades, though nothing would compare to his eighteenth.

Smiling slightly, he crossed his arms and simply watched. Nothing could have gone wrong tonight. It was perfect.

[tidesnpcs.livejournal.com]

And that was exactly the moment when the Lindblum knights arrived.

"There he is!"

Since Balthier had so carelessly told everybody where he was going to be tonight on the network, the knights had had ample time to fly over to Wutai. After that, the light of the bonfire and the airships had guided them to the party's location.

Two knights charged and pinned Balthier roughly against the hull of the Strahl while a ring of spears surrounded him. As they checked to see if he was armed, the leading knight stepped forward.

"You're under arrest! Come with us."

>.> Assume this is earlier in the evening.

[royalpiracy.livejournal.com]

It had taken a lot of walking, two airship rides, and a boat ride, but ultimately, Faris had made it to Wutai. If there was one thing she'd quickly learned about this new world, it was that it was full of surprises (and not nearly enough sea-faring ships for comandeering).

But Wutai wasn't so bad. Quaint, she might have said, if she used such words. But there was a party to be had, and drinks to be drank, and the drifter captain was not about to miss out on that!

/assumes X3

[xbalthierx.livejournal.com]

Balthier spotted someone he was certain he'd spoken to over the network, a small smirk quirking the corner of his mouth. He planned to speak to as many people as possible within the evening and once he'd gotten close enough he recalled who this was. Captain Faris Scherwiz, if he remembered correctly.

Laying a polite hand on the captain's shoulder, Balthier stepped around Faris to give a friendly smirk. "Captain Sherwiz, correct? I believe we've spoken before." He had two glasses of some sort of amber coloured liquid in one hand, instantly offering one to Faris. "How are you enjoying the evening?"