[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

[nightchan]

Would you like to come with me and see?

[blackblooded]

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

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

[nightchan]

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.]

[blackblooded]

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

N-nice to meet you, Night.

[nightchan]

[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!

[blackblooded]

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

[nightchan]

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!

[blackblooded]

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

[nightchan]

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

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

[blackblooded]

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.]

[nightchan]

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.]

[blackblooded]

What type of cat?

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

[nightchan]

Demonic.

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

[blackblooded]

Ragnarok's a demon sword, you know?

[Said demon sword is not going to pop his head out while Night's around, but he will bug Crona to get some of everything on the table.]

[nightchan]

Really? [Her eyes wander over to where Ragnarok had popped out from Crona's back earlier.]

Do you mind if I ask how that works? I mean, you mentioned that he was... your... blood? [???? Yes??? No???]

[blackblooded]

[A nod.]

My blood is black.

[nightchan]

Are you human? [Because she's getting mixed signals here with her nose.]

[blackblooded]

[... that's one of those questions Crona doesn't know how to answer.]

... pass.