[OPEN!]

[hellpyre]

Who: Rin + open mingling
Open: Open
When: Day 81, late evening after Bon and Rin get back with Tris and Briar
Where: The Bastion, near the Distillery
What: After returning with two new arrivals, Rin decides to break out some food and a table to mingle around so people can get to know each other. Meanwhile she's acting a little... spacier than usual.
Format: action
Warnings: None

[With two more new arrivals to the Bastion, Rin has gone to the trouble of setting up a small table just outside the Distillery kitchen, covered with a cloth and laid out with several different kinds of food.

There's not a lot of variety, since they're still running on finite resources, but there's enough there for everyone to have a good amount of food, especially since their two new survivors are probably hungry.

There's some grilled fish, steamed rice, corn and a few other vegetables and fruits, as well as some various drinks (no Spirits, though) take from the distillery itself.

Hopefully this will prompt a few people to mingle about and get to know their new neighbors.]

Comments

[blackblooded]

Shut up, shithead!

Stop it....

[Crona just sort of bats ineffectively at Ragnarok's hands. Ragnarok tugs his meister's hair.]

You shut up too! Go get some food!

[unflattering]

Shut the hell up, asshole! You're not getting any food now!

Crona, don't share any food with him. [CRONA YOU ARE GETTING LED TO THE TABLE WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT.]

[blackblooded]

Tch, what good are you? You don't even have any tits anymore!

[Crona's just going to follow Maka for now.]

... if I don't give him food he'll hit me. He does that, you know.

[unflattering]

Yes because physical attributes is all that's important about a person, this coming from the cock-eyed idiot that looks like a bobblehead.

[So very done with his shit.]

So? There are worse things in life than getting hit by Ragnarok. The fact that you give him food when he hits you just reinforces that bad behavior. He's spoiled.

[blackblooded]

You're a damn moron! I don't want Crona goin' after some guy with a dick!

Shut up, Ragnarok! [And that's Crona actually punching Ragnarok in the face now. Crona's own face is going very very dark gray right now.]

[unflattering]

[Well that


that was certainly a thing that was just said.

Just going to file it away as one of those things Ragnarok says because he's a giant pervert.]

Good job, Crona. Hitting him is good. Want some fish?

[blackblooded]

[Yeah, no, Crona isn't exactly doing anything that involves moving or talking or looking at anyone else. What Crona is doing right now is staring at the ground, ears and cheeks gone nearly black from blushing. Horrified and ashamed and hoping desperately that Maka somehow didn't hear what Ragnarok said, or at least didn't understand it.]

[unflattering]

...Crona.

[Siiigh, dammit Ragnarok.]

Ignore him, okay? I don't know why he says such stupid and random things, but he just does and you shouldn't let yourself get messed up by it.

[blackblooded]

You're both idiots! Crona wants to fuck you, loser!

No Ragnarok please don't do that please just shut up I hate you I hate you so much why won't you leave me alone I wish you would die you're the worst the absolute worst.

[unflattering]

Ugh, do you have to say things like that? Crona's right, you are the worst.

[blackblooded]

[Crona is going to curl up on the ground now, trying not to be sick, trying not to pass out. This is horrible. This is terrible. Maka knows something Crona never wanted Maka to know.]

Tch, you're oblivious! Who else would Crona want to fuck?

[unflattering]

Hey, here's an idea: go fuck YOURSELF!

[He does not actually know anything at this point. Wanting to "fuck" someone doesn't equate love or like to him, and even then why would Crona even have the capacity to understand or desire something like that??

So Maka just kneels in front of Crona and tries to soothe them.]

Crona, come on, don't let him get you down.

[blackblooded]

[When Maka gets in range, Ragnarok punches him in the head.

Crona just tries to fold up into a tiny little ball on the ground.]

No, I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here at all. This was a stupid idea. I don't know why I thought I could do this.

[unflattering]

Because you can do this, you're really good with parties, remember? You did just fine when we went to Kid's party back at home.

[NO RAGNAROK YOU ARE NOT THROWING HIM OFF.]

Is there some place you like to be? Let's go there right now so you can center yourself.

[blackblooded]

[Crona is usually fine with parties. Crona even likes parties.

But Ragnarok is ruining everything.]

No... not with you. I can't talk to you right now. Ragnarok was never supposed to say that. He's terrible. I told him never to say something like that.

[unflattering]

Say what? About that? So what if he said that, it doesn't mean anything. And even if it was true, it's not me, it's...the Maka that you know.

[blackblooded]

You're Maka, you know? Maka is Maka, even if you're not a girl.

[unflattering]

And what does that mean? Who is Maka to you?

[He'll piece together the puzzle somehow.]

[blackblooded]

The soul is what's important. [Isn't that enough of an answer? Maka is Maka.]

[unflattering]

The soul...

[See, they say that, but deep down Maka will always know that it's the female Maka that everyone from their world considers the "real" Maka.

Crona doesn't want to talk to him, he should just leave them alone.

He hates parties anyway.]

[blackblooded]

[A little noise of agreement from Crona.]

Your soul. It's the same.

[unflattering]

But how do you feel about it? I know you don't really think of me as Maka. You don't even want me here, you wouldn't care if I just wandered off and never came back.

[Holy crap he's never said things like this before, let alone to Crona.]

[blackblooded]

[No Maka don't, that's too much. That's too much for Crona right now. Those accusations and the look in Maka's eyes and the way that Maka doesn't believe a thing that Crona's saying make Crona want to run away and never come back.]

Y-y-y-

[No, Crona can't even make words come out right now, just a stuttering over a sound, trying not to cry.]

[unflattering]

...[He can't be too angry at the situation, no, but he does feel hurt. He feels extremely hurt, but it's only to be expected isn't it? His presence is unwelcome to Bastion. He shouldn't have survived the Calamity, he shouldn't--

Maka stands and--without another word--leaves.]

[blackblooded]

[Come back. Please Maka please come back don't leave Crona alone don't leave Crona here please please don't do this please don't do this.

Crona needs Maka. Maka is the only person Crona knows here, the only person Crona trusts, the most important person in Crona's entire world.

Crumpled on the ground, Crona can barely breathe, tears gathering in the corner of Crona's eyes and spilling down the meister's cheeks.

Please come back Maka.]