Who: OPEN TO ANYONE ON THE SS THOR
What: Thanksgiving at Hill House!
When: NOV 25th
Where: In Hill House, in the Residential Sector of the SS Thor.
Warnings: Hideousness, hilarity, and who knows someone might manage to be srs. Random haunted activity.
Notes: Action threading suggested. Individual Thread Headings for some activities; feel free
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Too bad he's not hungry and not touching any of it. Why did he agree to this, again?]
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[ stuffs a roll in his own mouth ]
[ ... belatedly notices the stranger next to him is not eating ]
[ stalks through his delicious buttery yeastness; ]
Schumatta?
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[It takes him just a second to decipher what was spoken] What makes you think there's a problem?
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[ gestures plainly, this time after he's swallowed ]
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I'm not hungry.
[Then there's something vaguely reminiscent to a sigh that tries to not be dramatic.] And I'm not completely certain why I accepted this particular invitation.
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[ considering the rebuttal of lack of hunger can't be refuted ]
That or you had a friend force you to come.
[ or a Ninja. ]
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But who says she can't still participate in the dinner? She's a maid, after all!
In fact, she seems pretty happy to keep on her feet, taking away empty serving platters and bringing out new ones, refilling the drinks of people who have too much tryptophan in their systems to stand up, and so on and so forth.]
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[He is currently eating some mashed potatoes; they're not too bad. It's not ramen, but it'll do.]
[There's a bit of potato on his whiskered cheek. Won't you tell him?]
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[she is seated next to him for the time being, but as a social butterfly and one of the hostesses of this party, Renge is determined to sit next to everyone at this place. but still, it's a good thing she was here just now.]
[covertly, she holds up a napkin and points to the spot on her cheek where the potatoes would be on his.]
You got a little something there...
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Huh? Whaddaya mean?
[oblivious to his mashed potato ordeal as he continues eating, unmannerly, while staring at Renge.]
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[well, it looks like a LOT of something.]
[ugh here. take my napkin.]
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My markings? I've always had those, Ren-hime.
[he takes her napkin and looks at it before smiling and shrugging.]
They won't rub off, y'know.
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No, mon cheri. You've got food on your face. That's what happens when you eat so recklessly.
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[he reddens in embarrassment a bit before wiping at the wrong cheek]
Thanks, heh.
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[she smiles. it's alright if you eat like a chubby, greedy baby.]
You can keep the napkin and -... [okay. sigh. i will TREAT you like a baby now. snatching one of the napkins from an empty seat next to her, she motions for him to lean in.]
I'll get it.
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