(Untitled)

[permanentwai]

[Today, the scent of roasted turkey, stuffing, and other such iconic holiday foods is wafting all through out the train, beckoning you to one central car. And the scent certainly does not lie - a huge feast has been set up in this car, on an impossibly long table where the food seems plentiful and looks divine.

Kiyoteru's broken-data form is at the

Comments

[evilsmonkey]

[Chiro enters the room room and looks around at the food. He tilts his head, knowing of this holiday. He sits down and looks around at the food. He seems speechless. This is his first Thanksgiving with an actual feast.]

[linked_in]

[Rakka's turkey senses are going off! Catching that wonderful smell, she practically ran the entire way to the car, stumbling to a halt in the doorway.]

... wooooow....

[evilsmonkey]

[Chiro just looks at Rakka with a raised brow.]

Hello Rakka...

[linked_in]

... you're not just gonna stare at it, are you? It's food!

[lizardgirlpir8]

[Ssil's eyes widen at the sight of the laden table, and she moves into the room slowly. She's seldom actually gone hungry before, of course, but her usual meals tend to be limited to the sort of thing that can be practically managed on an airship or obtained in a pub.]

[fahrenheit932]

[Oh look, a Zuko.]

... hah. I knew it was gonna show up today.

[lizardgirlpir8]

Oh? Why? Is something special today?

[fahrenheit932]

Yeah. Thanksgiving. Big American holiday.

[allofherheart]

[Eee, it's a real Thanksgiving feast! Milagro happily digs in, not really bothering to double-check for poisoning or arsenic or anything that'd give this way as a bad sign. This would normally be a bad sign, but at the moment? Food is food. She could really care less.]

[rlyangrylepers]

... hot damn. That's a lot of food.

[leekwhar]

[ FOOD. :D ]

Thank you, Kiyoteru~!

[permanentwai]

You're very welcome, Miku.

[leekwhar]

Did you make all of it yourself?

[permanentwai]

MRY12 isn't the only one with forces on the train. I trust my cooks have done a good job.

[broomriding]

Huh.

The turkey comes when I don't want it anymore.

[fahrenheit932]

Told you.

[broomriding]

Oh, shush! Still not sure what came over me yesterday. [ siiigh ]

[fahrenheit932]

[hugs an arm around her]

Me either. Come on, come eat something anyway. There's plenty here.