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[blushterous]

[ At a table in your mess hall is a young woman with some pumpkins (everything from huuuuuuuuge to itty bitty). Some knives, a few bowls to dump the goop in and some candles. She is working on a small pumpkin herself |Db ]

(ooc: whoops, dead)

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[theappleofhis]

[watching Elysia poke at the pumpkins]

[blushterous]

She's cute . . . [ and then leans down a little towards Elysia ] Do you want a marker for your pumpkin? Then you can put a face on it too. [ And looks up at Gracia ] If it's all right with you, of course.

[cutestgirlever]

[LOOKS UP AT MOM]

[theappleofhis]

It's fine.

[wherelieslove]

Cooking?

[blushterous]

Pumpkin carving!

[wherelieslove]

For the hell of it?

[blushterous]

Do they not do Halloween, where you're from? Ah, to be honest it isn't a big holiday where we are either. But I think they're kind of cute.

[idkmybffnirvash]

Are you cooking?

[blushterous]

We might cook the innards later, but right now I'm carving.

[idkmybffnirvash]

[. . . taking a seat across from her]

What would you cook with it?

[blushterous]

You can make pies, or breads, and toast the seeds.

[watchingthegame]

[poking at the pumpkins]

Pumpkin carving?

[blushterous]

Ah! You're the first person to know the holiday!

[watchingthegame]

Now that is surprising.

[blushterous]

I knew that people were from all over, but it seems that "all over" is a lot further than I imagined.

[stolengood]

[Has a pumpkin in front of her but is staring at it with a look of consternation]

[blushterous]

. . . are you okay?

[stolengood]

What am I supposed to do with it?

[blushterous]

Carve it! Or draw on it, if you want.