[Day 212] Well it woulda been coulda been worse than you would ever know... [OPEN]

[hellpyre]

Who: Everyone!
Open: Open
When: Day 212, evening
Where: in front of the Distillery
What: No one died during the horrible plague scare! That's reason enough for a feast and a mingle log right?
Format: Any!
Warnings: Shouldn't be any but will adjust if needed

[Someone has been busy today. The kitchen and Distillery has been noisy and bustling, a departure from the much more quiet days when the illness was spreading through the Bastion and survival was once more on the uncertain scale of things. Somewhere around the time that the night cycle begins, when the sky is more of an orange-ish glow fading in to blue and purple, a large spread of food has been set up near the Distillery with glass lanterns hanging overhead.

Just like any other time there has been a feast be it random or planned, there is a wide selection of food on the covered, decorated tables. There's even meat this time! And yes, Aoi, your doughnuts have been transferred from your trees to a platter on the table. There's even a section for Paar, complete with massive amounts of bbq'd mammoth meat! You can thank Colin for that.

There's really no announcement for the feast, but chances are if you're outside at any point today you'll see the progress towards the set up, or smell the delicious scents wafting over the Bastion. (There might even be music playing, if Colin finds a way to provide it!)

Either way, come dusk food will be ready and mingling will be had!]

(ooc: Standard mingle log right here. Throw your threads up, poke other people's threads, and eat all the food!)

Comments

[individuates]

[still speaking into the tabletop] But Hitachiins have incredibly robust immune systems.

[...the boy doth protest too much. It doesn't matter how good his immune system is, it still couldn't defend him from that]

[bedheadstyle]

You still got sick. Even the most robust immune system can cave to a plague.

[Kaoru pls.]

[individuates]

But I should recover faster.

Because I say so.

[bedheadstyle]

[Okay even Haruka has a certain level of bullshit he can take before it becomes too much. In a flat voice he says:]

That's now how it works. That's not how any of that works.

[individuates]

[beats the table with one fist, then the other, before straightening up with a sigh. He knows he's being a brat, but he's not used to the creative block on top of everything else...]

Yeah, but I wish it did.

[bedheadstyle]

I'm sure everyone wishes it did. I know I would like to be healthy just because I willed it.

[Though... didn't he kind of do that? No. That was just a weird dream.

In any case, Kaoru being a brat or not is irrelevant here.]

What do you normally like to draw?

[individuates]

...sorry. [a genuine apologetic smile] ...but you didn't get sick, right? [Oh god. Right? He's going to feel like a total tool if you nearly died of plague on top of things]

A little of everything, I guess? [flicking through pages, puffing his cheeks out slightly - there are sketches of his surroundings in there, flowers and plants from their garden, random things from the Skyway and Izumo that took his interest, but for the most part there are human figures, sketches of clothes drawn in long, flowing lines. Some pages have colours, or swatches of fabric stapled to them, for designs he will execute - or has already executed.]

...it's just, I can't work here the way I'm used to. I got back into it a little while after I arrived, but... I guess the break threw me off a little?

((Smooth!))

[bedheadstyle]

No, no. Starfury-san made sure Takane and I were safe from it.

[He smiles sadly, touching a two fingers to his chest.]

I have a heart condition, and Takane has a poor immune system and another disorder. If we had caught it, I doubt we would have survived. Starfury-san was very intent on making sure that didn't happen.

[But that's a diversion from the topic at hand, so Haruka brushes it aside with a wave of his hand and focuses on the art block problem.]

It's entirely possible. I know I have trouble getting back in to things after long stays in the hospital. What you've got there is really good, though! I'm sure you can get it back if you try hard enough.

[individuates]

[his lips push into a frown, shaking his head slightly] ...man, that sucks. Thank god for Colin-san, I have a feeling this would have turned out a lot worse without him.

[flips his sketchbook shut with a thump and turns around properly. He's all set to introduce himself but...

That's... a lot of food.

His artist's eyes take Haruka in properly, sweeping from top to bottom and back to the top again]

...where are you planning to put all that?

[bedheadstyle]

That's entirely possible.

[Yes, Kaoru. He's a rail.]

... well I'm going to eat it, if that's what you mean.

[individuates]

…but how? [yes, Kaoru too is a twig despite eating a lot, but then he eats mostly healthy stuff. And just… not that much] How is all that going to fit inside you?

[bedheadstyle]

[And Haruka just laughs at that.]

Takane says the same thing!

[That's not an answer.]

[individuates]

[…whut]

…I'm serious, where does it all go…?

[bedheadstyle]

Eh... ? Well. In my stomach. Where else would it go?

[individuates]

But it would show.

[seriously, Haruka, your figure should be reflecting this ridiculous intake of food]

[in a vaguely horrified tone-] Do you always eat this much?

[bedheadstyle]

[And yet it doesn't. He's an enigma even to himself.]

Maybe a little less than this... but we weren't eating as much during the plague scare. And this stuff is really really good!

[individuates]

…I'm just going to go ahead and put it down to you being some strange, other-worldly being, if it's all the same to you.

Rin-chan's cooking is good, though. Not gonna lie.

[bedheadstyle]

... no. I'm human. Completely normal, I promise.

[And now he's going to start eating again.]

It's amazing. She made all of this?

[individuates]

[shakes his head in resignation. All right, fine, whatever. He will accept this weirdness]

Yeah, she did. Be sure to thank her, okay? She'll be glad to hear it.

[bedheadstyle]

I will. She must be really good to make all of this in one day!