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Entry tags:
- ffviii (crau): nida,
- ffviir (ou): aerith gainsborough,
- ffxv (ou): ignis scientia,
- kingdom hearts (ou): leon,
- marvel comics (crau): tommy shepherd,
- marvel comics (ou): lauri-ell,
- oc: jacob miller,
- persona (ou): shinjiro aragaki,
- persona (ou): yusuke kitagawa,
- shades of magic (crau): rhy maresh,
- the dresden files (crau): harry dresden,
- the hollows (crau): ivy tamwood,
- the pentamerone (ou): luna,
- wildstorm comics (ou): cole cash
It's a Watts party! (Just don't tell him)
Who; Aerith + YOU
What; Potluck party
Where; Gray building's downstairs common room
When; Sunday June 26th; after 4pm
Warnings; None
Aerith co-opted the common room of the gray building starting on Saturday when she began the process of decoration. The most important part of any decoration (especially for Watts) was the flowers and Aerith had put together a few center pieces for tables. Each flower that she'd chosen had symbolized friendship in some way and they were set up in the center of small tables that had been brought inside. Of course she wasn't the one that moved those tables, she had a trust bodyguard for things like that, but she did the decorating!
And the cooking! The main attraction was a pretzel bar in the center of the room. Please, thank Cloud for bringing it in and Jacob for making the pretzel rack at Aerith's request. The soft pretzels were premade and there were plenty for everyone who may come through to have several (if not more). In addition to that there were also several dipping sauces to choose from including cheese, caramel, cinnamon sugar, honey mustard, and a spicy ginger sauce with chili flakes (eat at your own risk).
A table next to it had Materia Xiaolongbao. Yellow is crab flavor, black is soybean, blue is pork, green is cilantro, and red is spicy shrimp. Next to those are tiny moogle sweet bean buns. They fit in the palm of your hand but some of the moogles look...a lot better than others. She did her best!
There was another table with a few drinks set up for people to grab including a materia bomb cocktail with a bit of alcohol and different flavored materia ice (peach, strawberry, and blueberry) and bright green bubble tea with pop bubbles in the bottom. The green tea is flavored like something very different than one might expect it to be, it's a bit bit bitter and yet also a bit sharp, almost biting. It's meant to be the flavor of wind, whatever that's supposed to be. The pop bubbles are extremely sour and explode in the mouth with the sourness. The drink is also somehow fizzy, don't ask how.
A third table was empty save for the friendship bouquet at it's center. There was a little handwritten note on the table saying:
Leave your dishes here! Complete with a heart.
Aerith herself can be found wandering around and paying close attention to the drink table, making sure to run back to the kitchen quickly to grab more drinks if they run low.
OOC: Feel free to use this log as an open thing for anyone to mingle and get to know each other. Characters are welcome even if they didn't bring a dish themselves, but the more dishes the better! Anyone is welcome to come even if they didn't know she was throwing this party, it'd be pretty obvious that there was something going on in the Gray Building and she'll be leaving the door open with a small table that has a friendship flower bouquet on it. Please have some fun!
What; Potluck party
Where; Gray building's downstairs common room
When; Sunday June 26th; after 4pm
Warnings; None
Aerith co-opted the common room of the gray building starting on Saturday when she began the process of decoration. The most important part of any decoration (especially for Watts) was the flowers and Aerith had put together a few center pieces for tables. Each flower that she'd chosen had symbolized friendship in some way and they were set up in the center of small tables that had been brought inside. Of course she wasn't the one that moved those tables, she had a trust bodyguard for things like that, but she did the decorating!
And the cooking! The main attraction was a pretzel bar in the center of the room. Please, thank Cloud for bringing it in and Jacob for making the pretzel rack at Aerith's request. The soft pretzels were premade and there were plenty for everyone who may come through to have several (if not more). In addition to that there were also several dipping sauces to choose from including cheese, caramel, cinnamon sugar, honey mustard, and a spicy ginger sauce with chili flakes (eat at your own risk).
A table next to it had Materia Xiaolongbao. Yellow is crab flavor, black is soybean, blue is pork, green is cilantro, and red is spicy shrimp. Next to those are tiny moogle sweet bean buns. They fit in the palm of your hand but some of the moogles look...a lot better than others. She did her best!
There was another table with a few drinks set up for people to grab including a materia bomb cocktail with a bit of alcohol and different flavored materia ice (peach, strawberry, and blueberry) and bright green bubble tea with pop bubbles in the bottom. The green tea is flavored like something very different than one might expect it to be, it's a bit bit bitter and yet also a bit sharp, almost biting. It's meant to be the flavor of wind, whatever that's supposed to be. The pop bubbles are extremely sour and explode in the mouth with the sourness. The drink is also somehow fizzy, don't ask how.
A third table was empty save for the friendship bouquet at it's center. There was a little handwritten note on the table saying:
Leave your dishes here! Complete with a heart.
Aerith herself can be found wandering around and paying close attention to the drink table, making sure to run back to the kitchen quickly to grab more drinks if they run low.
OOC: Feel free to use this log as an open thing for anyone to mingle and get to know each other. Characters are welcome even if they didn't bring a dish themselves, but the more dishes the better! Anyone is welcome to come even if they didn't know she was throwing this party, it'd be pretty obvious that there was something going on in the Gray Building and she'll be leaving the door open with a small table that has a friendship flower bouquet on it. Please have some fun!
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Llewellyn offered a wry smile, “Yes… But I always made sure to find replacements to make up for it.” He responded with a serious nod, as though that was the bigger problem. Which it wasn’t… But he was still counting it as such, anyway. Rubbing the back of his neck as she suggested it was surprising he hadn’t hurt himself. A few small burns here and there didn’t count, surely? “Mm… Nothing first aid kit couldn’t handle, the odd time it came up. You, uh- know what it’s like when you worried about things burning and all.” Ivy he was truly a disaster in the kitchen! A chaotic, well-intentioned disaster.
The detective raised a brow at her suggestion that she was fine with being alone, considering he was… pretty sure that one could still desire company even if they were okay with solitude. “Mm… If you say so, but I should point out that just because one is fine with it, doesn’t mean one has to be.” Yes, the detective said it. “Me?” He asked when the table turned slightly. “No… Not exactly- well, I have felt a bit awkward since I returned. But it’s more that I got used to life being a certain way, but I’ve been getting used to it again. Thanks to a few good friends reminding me.” And yes, Ivy was counted after their last conversation. And it was, of course, part of why he was here today. “But awkwardness or not? I find I fit here better than I fit there.”
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"Generous of you to replace the things you destroyed." Though she honestly just really didn't want to see him cooking. Having lived above an actual kitchen she knew that it took something special to be able to actually destroy pots and pans. She arched an eyebrow at the word first aid and then shook her head. "You'd be fired pretty fast at Piscary's. Not that you'd be hired in the first place." Human and all. There were few things Piscary disliked more than humans. A human that might ruin his kitchen? Oh, there'd be hell to pay for that.
"I know that." Did she sound a bit childish in her response to that? Maybe just a bit (more than a bit). At least she looked a bit proud at having turned the tables on him. "I'm glad you've been getting used to it again."
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“Well… It seemed wrong not to, plus it’s easier to mm… bi-pass the discussion if destroyed cookware if there’s something new already waiting to be used instead.” He responded with an awkward, wry smile. It really was a point of embarrassment. Sometimes he wondered if he’d ever improve… But people kept telling him he could and should, so the detective would continue to work on it (and endanger the kitchen). “Oh- I don’t doubt that in the least, Ivy. If I were foolish enough to apply, I expect someone would turn me down without a second thought. So… I have definitely crossed that possibility off the list should I ever need to seek other means of employment.” He finished with another small laugh. It was an absurd thought to see him in a kitchen to begin with. Unless someone wanted him to ruin the restaurant, it was not a setting he belonged in aside from as a customer.
“Of course… Not everyone does, is all.” He responded with a slightly raised a brow at her tone. He knew that it was more than a little complicated… But he hoped she’d still keep trying to venture out to events like this a little more often. At least nothing particularly dramatic had happened so far! But she had turned the tables a little, and rubbing the back of his neck, he ducked his head in a nod. “I have been. It’s… been nice to get back to something closer to this all feeling normal, again.”
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"So, you prepare replacements so people can't be too mad that you ruined something?" She wasn't entirely sure if that was clever or just a bit sad that he was so prepared for the idea that he'd completely ruin something. "Maybe you'd be a good sabotage pawn." The sad thing about that statement was she could actually see someone in her world using someone like that. "At least you recognize your weaknesses." That sly smirk hadn't left her face the entire discussion.
"Obviously," she still sounded just a tiny bit defensive, but she'd lightened up some when he conceded. She leaned back against the table behind her and smiled. She was glad to know he at least seemed to have confirmed to himself that the him here was the real him. "Strange to think this place can be normal."
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Which was so very disappointing!
“It is a rather strange place to think of as normal, but mm… Compared to the Sphere or my world, it’s a more pleasant normal to get settled into, I think.” He paused with a scrunch of his brow. “The less pleasant surprises, like creatures or plants wanting to kill people aside, of course.” That still sounded pretty weird to consider normal, but this was their life now.
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"Normal relatively speaking then," she replied with chuckle. Now that he'd mentioned the plants she scrunched her eyebrows and frowned. "Seems like it's been a while since anything too bad has happened." Odd to think about that. Though now she'd end up worrying if she was just inviting something bad to happen.
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It was an absurd mental image, to think he could be a secret weapon in a war between pizza restaurants. “That is quite the mental image, though I might not make the best secret weapon for long if I happen to accidentally bring the truth to light somehow.” The truth always got out eventually, especially for him. It was almost like a ticking time-bomb, and the clock always reached zero at the most inconvenient time. “So if you ever take your pizza-making to another level, I shall be sticking to taste-testing duties over sabotage.” He admitted with a small laugh. He couldn’t really imagine it coming to pass anyway, but it was still quite the potentially funny scenario.
He nodded though, “It has been… Which I try not to think about, really. With our luck, the timing would be comically on-point, I’d expect.” Because who knew what would be next… It almost seemed to happen in cycles. Good additions, strange additions, dangerous additions… Hopefully the good kind were in their future, but it would be unrealistic to not at least consider that some less than desirable ones might occur sooner rather than later given his track record when it came to the ratio of good and bad things in the last few years.
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"You know, I could see that. You just telling someone the truth on accident or because you felt bad." She definitely could see him admitting to it because he felt guilty or something like that. It'd probably all depend on how ad of a person the competitor was. "I'll keep you in mind as an official taste tester. You'd probably be pretty good at it. Maybe even a second career possibility." The quirk of her lips implied that it was definitely meant as a little joke.
"I refuse to accept blame if something happens." She just wanted to put that out there just in case something came up.
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Llewellyn hummed lightly at the comment, “I almost feel as though we should put that down on paper as proof that it’s not our doing. Though, I expect the blame would easily fall on something that got broken again or a lack of communication considering the last few, mm… less than pleasant things we’ve seen.” He added thoughtfully. Most of the time, he felt rather bad for the Aspects. They clearly had no idea what they were doing at times and had no real frame of reference… But, sadly, most of the time, it seemed to be their accidental doing. Aside from the plants, of course.
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"We're the only two that heard it, so there'd be no proof. As long as we agree to not blame each other when it happens." It was probably a when, not an if. They were due for something bad, at least that was how her life generally went back home. Things had been nice and rather quiet for a few months now. Way too long.
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“Mm… That’s true.” And no one needed to know they’d even considered it, right? Simply not speaking of something was far easier than lying about it, anyway. He just had to keep his mouth shut. Easy! Probably… Maybe… “I won’t say anything if you don’t, then. It’ll be uh- our secret if something does happen.” he added with a grin, hardly about to blame Ivy when something happened. He was more likely to blame himself, after all.
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