Love is in the air~

[sakeplz]

WHO: Jirou and whoever wants to join him!
WHERE: Various shops in Recolle
WHEN: Throughout the month
WHAT: Jirou has plans to make for his wedding! That means seeing what things he might want at it!
WARNINGS: Drunkenness and cuteness mostly... It's Jirou.

Jirou Hirata was officially engaged. A city hero too since he'd been awarded with a medal but that wasn't something he particularly cared about. It had been the right thing to do obviously. Besides, he was a sword and he was just accepting that it meant he was meant to be used for battles sometimes. Not a big deal to him really.

So after all that he was doing what he really cared about. Preparing for his future wedding.

That meant going out to various shops to see what would please him for that. One had to start looking into these things right away so they'd be prepared by the wedding, after all! That was just common sense! Sure sometimes he had his mom or Fai with him but for the most part he just sort of wandered into shops to poke around.

This meant one could usually find a fashionably dressed model with a cute white pomeranian head poking out from a purse. Sometimes he dressed like a woman and other times he dressed like a man. It all depended on what kind of mood Jirou happened to be in. Whatever the case was there were usually well dressed Japanese men with him, clearly bodyguards.

Perhaps one would run into him at a bakery tasting some of the sweets to be found there. Or maybe at a florist where he was figuring out what flowers were available for sale. Or even just normal shopping for new outfits. He would have parties to attend to celebrate this, you know!

Don't mind the bodyguards. Jirou was more than friendly and definitely very drunk as he took sips from the large sake jug he carried with him everywhere...

[ooc: Pick a shop to run into him or run into him on the streets! Jirou will be out and about to find places for various things to do with his future wedding! If you'd like your character to be someone he approaches to help him out then feel free! There are lots of slots to fill for places at the parties, wedding, and reception!]

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[blondferret]

[Amanda had given him complete freedom when it came to planning her birthday cake, so Derek was going to do just that. He's sister's 18th birthday was going to be a momentous occasion so that cake needed to match said event. Upon entering the bakery he sees a familiar face tasting different cake samples.]

Jirou! Already into wedding planning I see!

[sakeplz]

Derry! Try this one!

[He immediately comes over and holds a bite of chocolate cake in front of his lips with his fingers.]

It's really yummy!

[blondferret]

[Derry?]

[Derek's head jolts back a bit when the piece of cake comes up to his mouth. Sorry Jirou, the last person who fed him like that was his ex and that just makes this more awkward for him. Though, Derek tries his best to recover and quickly plucks the piece of cake out from Jirou's outstretched hand. Popping it in his mouth he chews and nods in agreement.]

Yes, it is good. Is this the flavor you're going with? A little plain isn't it? Or do you have simple cake tastes?

[sakeplz]

Hm? Oh you think this is for the wedding cake?

[He laughs and waves his hand as he plops himself down in the chair again, waving for Derek to come join him.]

No, I think I might ask Suzu if she wants to make the cake. Or Chefy. I'm looking for some party treats right now.

[He tries another bite of the cake.]

My wedding cake should be sake flavored.

[promisedyou]

[ Mio is definitely alone herself -- well, until Jirou (and those bodyguards?? wow) showed up -- at the florist, since she's here for rather important reasons. Flowers are rather important, after all, but: ]

Um, are you okay...? [ Should she be concerned because of the sake and bodyguards. ]

[sakeplz]

[Jirou pauses in a sip of his drink to look at who is speaking to her. A super cute girl from the looks of it. He's over a foot taller than her but he just smiles rather than use that height to act intimidating.]

Me?

[Seriously is she talking to him? Why be worried about him?]

[promisedyou]

Yes.

[ Thankfully, Mio isn't the type to be intimidated by height in the slightest bit, which is why she just simply nods. ]

[sakeplz]

[He laughs at that.]

Did something happen that I didn't see? I'm not sure why you're asking!

[dornen_kiste]

Struck by inspiration after visiting one of the newly opened cities to the them, Yogi decided he wanted more flowers around the house. Now he realized it was a bit of a responsibility, but he wanted to try! He had been so inspired by what he saw in Bosuma, and if he could have even a little bit of that in his apartment it would be well worth it.

He had an armful of bright, colorful blooms when he saw Jirou, gasping at the sight, his heart fluttering in excitement as he wondered if Jirou would remember him at all.

"Jirou!" he chirped, waving a bit while keeping hold of his flowers. "It's really nice to see you again!"

[sakeplz]

Jirou heard someone talking to him and looked over, lifting his sunglasses onto his head. Oh this was that cutie he met the one time. He smiled at him and waved his fingers, then nodded to the bodyguards to let them know this person was okay. The bodyguards were a new thing but Jirou's friendly nature was the same as ever.

"Hiiii! You're that adorable design student I met the other time right? Yo... YoYo! That's right!"

Apparently the nickname was a new addition too.

[dornen_kiste]

The big men, while a new addition, weren’t necessarily alarming. Jirou was a model and the son of a famous designer. Of course he would have some personal security! Yes, that was it. Nothing else possibly sprang to Yogi’s mind.

He pinked at the nickname and laughed. “It’s Yogi but I like Yoyo!” No, he really did. It felt kind of cool to have a nickname Grimm Jirou!

“What are you shopping for flowers for?” He inquired, thinking that Jirou looked very pretty among all the blooms. No wonder he was the Hirata model!

[sakeplz]

"No. I remembered right. I named you YoYo in my head."

End of story. That was his name now. Jirou had already moved onto flowers and why he was here.

"I was checking out places for my wedding. And for the parties for my wedding. Things like that!"

tumbles in 50 years late with wedding sake

[okitactless]

[Why is Yasusada here. Why is he the one helping Jirou shop for clothes. WHAT HAS HE DONE TO DESERVE THIS--

--okay, no, he doesn't mind. He'd been completely truthful when he'd told Jirou he had no clue what was cute or fashionable, but this is all part of the celebration. For Jirou and Kenta's sake, he'll be happy to trot along and help out however he can, whether it's carrying bags or offering his (woefully uneducated) opinions. As long as he doesn't have to try on any cat shoes, or whatever they are, it's fine.

(Having the dog around doesn't hurt either. WHAT A GOOD DOG.)

Anyway, while his sense of style might be tragically lacking, he is dating a fashion designer--so even though they've gone through several shops already, he doesn't complain, simply smiling at Jirou and adjusting the large sleeves of his brand new haori as they go.]

What's next?

[sakeplz]

[They're kitten heels. Geez, Yams.

Anyway, he's very happy to have a friend along with him and even happier that Yams is being very patient with him and even offering opinions even if he doesn't understand fashion. Maybe they bicker a lot about this stuff but this is a sign of what good friends they are that Yams will come through for him like this.]

I liked that dress but I feel like it just wasn't right...

[Says the guy who bought it anyway.]

Want to get a snack before we go to another shop?

[okitactless]

[CAT SHOES

But look, he's used to playing pack mule, okay. At least Jirou's shopping for actual clothes; if he has to spend one more hour sitting around watching Kashuu agonize over two different shades of purple chiffon, he might actually try and cut off his head with his own sword. DESIGNERS.

He does not ask "why did you buy it, then?", wisely, because he might be hopeless with fashion, but he's capable of learning some things. He simply hums noncommittally, perking up at the mention of food.]

Sure, if it's okay! Do you have anywhere else to be today? [Jirou announced his engagement to the network, but Yasusada's got no idea if he has interviews or press conferences or anything like that. The lifestyle of the rich and famous is truly a mystery...]

[sakeplz]

Just one more. I want to get something to wear around my drag sisters. But! Food first!

[And luckily they have a limo they can ride in and people who are willing to take the boxes and bags from his friend so he can have freedom to sit in the car with him. Which is good because as soon as they're sitting Jirou is draped all over him. As per usual.]

You've been soooooo nice with my shopping. So you get to pick where we eat and I'll pay for it!

Florist

[toobigtohandle]

[When Kenta finally gets in, followed by a couple of bodyguards himself, he quickly shuts down his phone and goes to grab Jirou's waist and kiss him on the cheek.]

Sorry I'm late. Did you see anything you liked?

[sakeplz]

There were some pretty ones but I wasn't sure what colors to get.

[He gives him a kiss then wraps his arms around his shoulders. He really has never cared what anyone thinks about how affectionate he is.]

What colors do you want to see for flowers?

[toobigtohandle]

I think I'd like some red. It's a color for good luck. I know white is traditional in the states, and we do it too now, but it's still more of a funeral color, so maybe if we mix the two it would be okay?

[And of course...]

And some purple for you.

florist!

[sharplydressed]

[Kashuu himself has stopped by a florist! Owned by a friend who used to be on the network and no longer remembers Retrospec, it's not a place he goes out of his way to visit, but it does have the best floral arrangements.

He looks up from a particularly large and fancy bouquet when he hears the door open, and while he initially smiles upon recognizing Jirou, it quickly turns into a look of mild amusement as a whole squad of bodyguards just kinda tromps on in after him. Ah, that celeb life...]

Wow, the whole entourage is out today, huh?

[sakeplz]

Hm? Oh the boys started thinking I need more protection since Kenta and I got engaged.

[He laughs and waves his hand. It's no big deal to him. Honestly he thinks it's unnecessary but he's not about to discourage them either.]

I think they make me look even better though so I don't mind!

[sharplydressed]

That's one way to look at it, I guess.

[A very Jirou way of looking at it, and he for once doesn't question that. Maybe he's learning?!

That said, he looks a tiny bit surprised (very, very tiny - it's not that surprising, after all) since he totally missed the engagement announcement in all the hullabaloo in February.]

Sooo? Since when, huh?

fashion show!!

[windowdressing]

[ Well, on the designated Thursday, Redžo shows up twenty minutes early (but sits in his car and messes around on his phone for the first seven so that he doesn't look too overeager) with five black garment bags.

Jesus, this place is nice. Even though he spent enough time on his own appearance today that he knows he looks damn good and classy, he still feels a little out of place.

At least his car fits in.

Shifting the garment bags in his arms a little awkwardly, he rings the bell. They should already know he's here, right? ]

[sakeplz]

[A Japanese bodyguard comes down. He waves for him to follow with the garment bags and then up the elevator they go to the apartment which might as well be a house it's so huge. It's so nicely modern Japanese too. Clearly designed to tastefully represent two different backgrounds.

Jirou has some full body mirrors setup as well as a wide range of makeup and hair supplies. He obviously is ready for this.

And there he is in a silk robe with a glass of water(?) in his hand. He waves from where he's sitting, a smile on his face.]

Hiiii! Welcome to my home! Momma will be here in about a half an hour since she's leaving a photoshoot right now! But I figured we could get me ready with one of the outfits while we wait!

[A fluffy white dog trots out and Jirou picks up the little Pomeranian.]

Oh and this is Kenti! He's the model for momma's new doggy line!

[windowdressing]

[ Rich people. He's got to admit the decor is nice, though. And that mirror setup is a lot nicer than the one he constructed in his work room out of over-the-door mirrors from Bed Bath and Beyond leaning against things. ]

Good to officially meet you. You certainly have a nice place here.

[ He gives a pleasant smile that's... a little more strained when he turns his eyes to the dog, because he is 100% a cat person. ]

Cute.

[ Dog clothes... resisting the urge to shake his head at the decisions of someone he otherwise respects, he goes ahead and hangs the garment bags up on the rack. ]

These are going to be kind of a taste of what I have planned for the fall. I've been experimenting with ombré effects lately.

[ SO HOPEFULLY YOUR MOM DOESN'T THINK THAT SHIT IS CLICHE... And he's just going to unzip bags over here for a minute while you play with your dog. ]