Dinner can be awkward AND fun
Who: Jeb and Az, Gabe and Peter
When: January 21st, 7 pm
Where: The Meditation section of the Gardens
What: A lovely dinner...okay yeah, two of the parties involved hate eachother...
The feel of the Palace had begun to feel stifling to Az, so while she had initially planned to have the dinner inside, she had changed it to the tables in the Garden. She knew that Raw and Bahst often meditated here, and she knew why, it was entirely peaceful. She breathed in the cool night air, and was glad she had worn a thicker, if still body-hugging dress. Otherwise the coolness would have passed the line from cool and refreshing to chilling and uncomfortable.
Johnson and the others were stationed around at regular intervals, using their practically magical ability to fade mostly into the background in her sight. Although she did not doubt that others, less used to their presence would immediately relegate them into a temporary backgrop of the gardens. But a variety of cool dishes were laid out on one table, another having been set with plates and glasses. She wanted this dinner to be as smooth as possible, even though few things had been lately. What more could a woman want than for the man she loved and her best friend to get along? Not to mention the fact that she wanted to learn more about Peter than she brief glimpse she had gotten of him when they had talked while he was Healing her.
It was neither dark, nor blindingly bright where the tables were. The sunsset wascoming soon, but was still an hour or so away before the suns were completely hidden beyond the horizon, and the light was all together gone. Even then, this section of the garden was set with small laterns that would light when the suns were only able to shine the smallest amount of illumination. She was not exactly fond of the dark, it held far too many memories...
Two figures coming into view jolted her from the path her mind had begun to take, raising her spirits once again. She was quick to hurry over, to hug the taller of the two as if she had not seen him in weeks rather than in a day, pressing a friendly kiss to his cheek before she released him. "Gabe!" She turned towards the slighter of the pair, her upward mood not dimming in the slightest, "Hi Peter, how are you?"