Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was busy setting up the fifth floor common room. He pushed the couches and chairs to the walls to clear the center of the room, then arranged some pallets he'd found and shimmered upstairs to create a makeshift runway. He lined the edges with white christmas tree lights. Music, big flashlight to serve as a spotlight, yeah, he was set.

There was nothing like watching someone else humiliate themselves when you've suffered it the night before.


ETA: And the show begins.

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[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

Togusa raised an eyebrow. "Is there any reason behind it, or is this one of those things that just happens around here?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Payback," Bel said. "Call it a much-deserved revenge."

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

"For what?" Togusa thought that despite the heat, he might have to grab a certain garment to hide if he became an unwillingly target.

[demonbelthazor]

"Anders signed me up for the fashion show," Bel said. "So to get back at him I'm making him star in a fashion show all his own."

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

Togusa stifled a snicker. "Well, there are worse things, I suppose. How bad is this going to be?" He asked, looking around.

[demonbelthazor]

"Evening wear," Bel said solemnly. "A nice dress, I should say. I haven't seen it yet, but I'm sure he'll be stunning."

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

"Uhhh..." He looked back up to the stage. Something told him that his eyes were going to be assulated fairly soon. "Men's, right?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel shook his head, smirking.

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

Togusa was half mortified, half amused. He figured he would stick around. He could always close his eyes if anything happened to offend him.

"Can't wait to see it," he said, already looking for a seat.