A multiversal host club? Stranger things have happened.

[heartofspace.livejournal.com]

[Another day, another hour of preparation. Quatre had always liked getting there early, especially when he got to see the other hosts before anyone arrived. It was different when it was only the five of them. Less... showy, less fake. Well, for some of them, anyway — he was pretty sure Aren and Chris didn't mind showing most of their normal personalities to the girls.

Besides the last time he was late, someone (he was very pointedly not asking who) had managed to completely ruin the tea and he simply wasn't standing for that.]

I think we're ready.

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Emil Castagnier: MOE～～～

[kniqhtly.livejournal.com]

[ Emil sits on the fancy couch, leaning forward so as to tweak the things around on the table set in front of him. ]

Oh, these flowers aren't going to last much longer... I-I'll have to remember to tell Quatre later today. I won't forget! [ Resolute nod! ]

[visionsent.livejournal.com]

[In walks a freshman, one that's been here a few times already. She sees Emil and immediately goes to his side, smiling and perky!]

Good afternoon, Emil-senpai!

[kniqhtly.livejournal.com]

[ OH NO A PERSON. Emil sits back immediately, and sits extra properly. ] Good afternoon, Kujikawa... Um, how are you today?

[visionsent.livejournal.com]

I'm alright. I'm having trouble in math, though. The teacher got onto me again. [Sigh...] How are you?

[kniqhtly.livejournal.com]

Got onto you? [ He rubs a sheepish hand behind his head. ] I'm all right... I found a couple of puppies abandoned on the side of the road, so I'm going to take them to the shelter on the way home.

[visionsent.livejournal.com]

Yeah... she said if I don't find a tutor, she'll have to fail me, and she really doesn't want to... you know?

[Eyes sloooowly widen as he tells his story... then, she puts both hands over her heart and smiles, eyes shining.]

Oh, Emil, that's so sweet!! ♥

[kniqhtly.livejournal.com]

You need a tutor...?

[ He laughs a bit nervously. ]

I don't know about that... It's just, that if I'd left them there, who knows what would have happened?

[visionsent.livejournal.com]

Yeah... but where am I ever going to find a math tutor? [She looks a little sad and worried.]

But it's still sweet of you to take them back to the shelter with you! It's sad, but I really think some people wouldn't do that. [....gasp! IDEA!!] Oooh, I wonder if my grandmother would let me have one of the puppies...

[kniqhtly.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure. But... maybe I could help you look around for one?

That's true, but I'm not really doing much more than taking them somewhere a little safer before leaving them. [ ... wait, what? ] Y-you want to adopt one? Really?

[visionsent.livejournal.com]

Really? You'd help me look?

Of course I do! I just have to convince grandmother to let me have one... [She looks like she's planning something now~ ♥]

[kniqhtly.livejournal.com]

Of course! If you wouldn't mind...

Okay, then—let me know what she says, all right?

[visionsent.livejournal.com]

[And if this were the actual Host Club anime? Rise would have little s floating up above her head.]

I'd love the help, Emil-senpai! Thank you sooo much!

[Enthusiastic nodding!] I'll let you know immediately! I could even call her right now... [She looks around for wherever she left her purse, and therefore her cellphone...]

[kniqhtly.livejournal.com]

D-don't worry about it. You're a first-year, right? Then it's my duty to help.

That's okay... they still need their shots and things, so they all need to go to the shelter anyway. You don't need to rush it.

Riku: ✰ Debonaire ✰

[darkercalling]

[This is Riku, sitting in the bench-window with one leg propped up, twirling a rose between his fingers as he gazes outside.]

Aren & Chris: Tough Love Brothers ☢

[slightlighter.livejournal.com]

[ and happen to be sitting around one of the tables closer to the corner. Looks like Chris got into another fight again, and Aren's cleaning him up.]

[Aren rolls his eyes, continuing as before.]

[Pfft.]

[Shakes his head — he agrees, he's just never going to admit it.]

[relicblade.livejournal.com]

[Here. Have some rubbing alcohol on that open cut.]

[slightlighter.livejournal.com]

[OW. Chris glares.] Hey.

[relicblade.livejournal.com]

[Not even looking at him -- trying to locate the antibiotic ointment]

What?

[slightlighter.livejournal.com]

Your bedside manner sucks.

[relicblade.livejournal.com]

[Found it! He puts some on a bandage before he starts wrapping his brother's arm.]

Like you need comfort. Wore that out after the fifth time this happened.

[slightlighter.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's not what I meant.

[relicblade.livejournal.com]

[Even a lineface like Aren can't hide how amused he is.]

Yeah? What, then?

[slightlighter.livejournal.com]

You don't have to be so rough about it.

[relicblade.livejournal.com]

I'm not.

[He finishes it off, cuts the bandage and tapes it together! He steps away, arms crossed, and just... looks at Chris. One of those, "What have we learned...?" expressions, even though Aren knows damn well Chris didn't learn a thing. :|]

[slightlighter.livejournal.com]

[Chris places a hand over the bandages momentarily, then slouches back in his seat.] Thanks.

[... yeah, he just kind of stares back.]

[doodlewitch.livejournal.com]

[Naminé appears in the doorway looking distressed and flushed. And also like she doesn't want to be here.]

Um...

[heartofspace.livejournal.com]

[Quatre notices the onlooker and walks toward her, smiling.]

Welcome to the host club, miss. Would you like to come in?

[doodlewitch.livejournal.com]

[Oh goodness. Everything looks so perfect and beautiful and she really, really doesn't belong here. But her sisters have forced her here under punishment of death SO...]

Ah, sure! Thank you...

the setup!

[darkercalling]

[Riku wanders into the room, about ten minutes late... as usual. But he's carrying at least two dozen roses.]

I picked these up for the tables. Or to hand out.