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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.]

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What?

[Night never prided herself on her patience, but she did like to think she held herself better than most other demons she's met in her life. Right now? Right now her patience was snapped in half. Fuck this guy, whatever he was.

If anyone had doubted her demonic pedigree before they wouldn't now. Without warning, eyes blazing hot, she grabs Ragnarok by his head with an iron grip. Red flames start to lick her arm and the hand holding the weapon's head dangerously close.]

Want to repeat that, buddy?

[Ragnarok twists and shivers in Night's grip, turning from a metalic solid to a black liquid and retreating into Crona's body.

Crona whines, a little scared noise. Crona does not want this right now.]

[Night sniffs at the smell of blood, glancing at her hand and then looking down at Crona. The little flames were gone and she was back to looking (almost) normal.]

Are you alright?

Don't burn him, even if he's being a terrible person because he'll evaporate and I don't know how to deal with my blood evaporating I'll get really light-headed and maybe faint and I don't like fainting because I hit my head sometimes and then I have a headache for days.

[No, Crona's not quite all right.]

Oh, uh- Sorry? [Wait what.]

I'll try to be more careful next time... [Uhhh.

Well she holds out the food for Crona, crouching down to their level.] You're okay now, though, right?

[Crona doesn't understand the idea of being offered food, so Crona just nods.]

Mmmmm. Sorry Ragnarok was rude.

It's alright. I shouldn't have snapped like that. [She smiles.]

Do you want something to eat?

... is it good food?

Well Rin cooked it so definitely! [She motions to the plate again.] If you don't want this I can get you something else? It's a little cold now...

... for me? You don't have to do that. It's really too nice.

It... [She blinks.] Oh there's no such thing! Well... I guess there is a chance of being too nice, but... This definitely isn't! It's the right thing to do.

[Satisfied with her conclusion she smiles again at Crona.] So what can I get you?

I... I don't know. I didn't see what there was, you know?

Would you like to come with me and see?

[Crona nods, not quite willing to agree because what if this person doesn't really mean it?]

I... my name. It's Crona.

You can call me Night. It's nice to meet you, Crona! [She stands up, offering her other hand to them if he wanted it.]

[Crona stands, carefully taking Night's hand.]

N-nice to meet you, Night.

[The kid looks pretty skittish so she does her best to be gentle as she leads them to the tables.]

I've seen you around before but I think this is the first time we've ever talked. So what kind of food do you like? Aside from the good kind!

... pasta. I like pasta. Italian food.

Italian food? [Italy what.] Well I'm not sure if we have pasta, but I know we have fish! Personally I think fish is the greatest. Especially when Rin cooks it!

... like a cat. [Cats like fish.]

[Oops, her face is red.] That's a funny story, actually...

[Oh look food!] Well as you can see not a lot of pasta...

Are you a cat? Maka's cat could look like a person.

[No, there's no pasta. In Crona's mind, Ragnarok suggests getting some of everything.]

So that's why he likes cats... Yeah, sorta. I'm a type of cat, you could say.

[She doesn't know if Crona still wants to hold her hand so she won't let go, still keeping her grip loose and easy to pull away from.]

What type of cat?

[Crona steps away from Night to look a little more closely at the food.]

Demonic.

[Sweet she can start refilling her own plate again. So much fish...]

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