four ○ video / action

[mylegacy]

Who: Caesar Zeppeli and u! Also Joseph Joestar's birthday party and u! MULTIPURPOSE
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Caprine! Because this mess is not happening on his ship.
When: Wednesday, September 23; Sunday, September 27.

video } wednesday, september 23

Someone needs to explain fried chicken to me.

[. . . no, that appears to be the lead-in to this video. Caesar looks a little offended, and he kind of is; this has actually been explained to him, but there are, in his opinion, a hundred better things you could do with a chicken than fry it. Sacrilegious. No one ever take him to an Olive Garden.]

It seems like a good way to dry the chicken out if you're not careful. And frying is so unhealthy. [Why not dunk it in alfredo sauce instead.]

Also, what the hell is coleslaw.

Also, I do need help with some baking. A cake.

[What was the other thing. Oh, yes.]

Joseph Joestar's birthday is this Sunday. He's been forbidden from talking about it, so I encourage everyone to talk to him about it as much as possible.

[What a good friend.]

action } sunday, september 27

[On Sunday, because he is a good friend, an absolute shit-ton of food appears; because he holds the sanctity and cleanliness of his ship to be pretty sacred, it appears in the Caprine's cargo bay. Decorations are hit-or-miss, in part because that's not really his strong suit and in part because he's pretty sure Joseph won't actually care. There's food.]

[Although there are other things too, past the small mountain of non-nutritional-paste foodstuffs. Music, for one thing, although it's a strange mishmash of things that sounded familiar to a 1930s ear, things that didn't totally offend him, and things that other people contributed. About halfway through the afternoon, something roughly analogous to hip-hop crackles across the speakers, startling everyone, if by everyone you mean probably just Caesar.]

[It's a party, y'all. Have fun. Don't let Joseph eat all the fried chicken.]


( ooc; OBVIOUSLY THIS POST WAS SUPPOSED TO GO UP SOONER, but due to Reasons it did not. if you don't mind, please keep birthday mingle stuff under the toplevel i put up for it - otherwise go nuts and have fun! ♥ )

Comments

[ino]

He just turned fifteen not too long ago.

[ She sets the bowl of dry ingredients down. ]

Or did you mean my boyfriend?

[mylegacy]

[Nope, not gonna smile at that. Just gonna measure the milk.]

I meant his brother. But you can tell me that, too.

[ino]

[ Omg she just didn't want to make herself sound like a pedophile, okay. ]

What is that look for, huh?

[ SQUINTS SUSPICIOUSLY ]

[mylegacy]

It wasn't a look.

[It was completely a look.]

. . . You just seem happy. It's good.

[ino]

... Yeah, well.

[ Is she blushing? A little ... ]

Speaking of that, how are things with Jojo?

[mylegacy]

Are you honestly trying to change the subject right now?

[Ino. No.]

[ino]

I'm not changing it! We were talking about you in the first place.

[mylegacy]

We were talking about my family. Which I brought up because I decided I wanted to talk about it.

[ino]

So you don't want to talk about Jojo?

[ She sidles up to him, the dry bowl in hand in case he's ready to start putting the eggs and milk in, with her most charming smile ]

Aww, c'mon, Caesar ...

[mylegacy]

[Cut that shit out. In go the eggs and milk.]

It's not your business.

[ino]

[ SUCH AN OFFENDED NOISE. ]

What! Does that mean it went badly?

[ Ino does not have "not your business" in her vocabulary ]

I won't ask about it if it didn't go well, I don't want to upset you.

[mylegacy]

[INO. STOP. He grabs the bowl out of her hand.]

How do you know I even did anything?

[Because you're super fucking obvious, you huge tool.]

[ino]

You don't exactly have your best poker face going on here.

[ She hands him the whisk, then. If you want the bowl you gotta stir! ]

[mylegacy]

[Fine. You know what? Fine. He will stir.]

What's that supposed to mean?

[ino]

It means me bringing him up made you flustered, Cae~sar~.

[ She'll just go back to leaning on the counter with a little smirk ]

For one reason or another, anyways.

[mylegacy]

No it--

[Yes, though. It did. He frowns sharply, is about to ask why is this so important to you, except he knows. She already told him.]

[So he puts the bowl down and crosses his arms over his chest.]

It went fine.

[ino]

Ha!

[ She clasps her hands together excitedly ]

Really? See, I -- I mean, I hate to say I told you so, but I kinda don't.

[mylegacy]

I think "I told you so" is probably your very favorite thing to say, Ino.

[ino]

[ She just laughs ]

Hehe ...

So? You must be super happy then! Don't be so huffy about it!

[mylegacy]

I am happy, I just--

[He glances sideways at nothing very much.]

Don't . . . start asking a thousand questions now that you know. I don't want it to be like that.

[ino]

Eh?

[ ... Oh. He's easily embarrassed. That's what she's getting out of this ]

Oh, you mean like a TMI sort of thing? I don't need to know all that, I just wanted to make sure it worked out all right!

[mylegacy]

[Pretty much just about this. This one particular thing, he doesn't want to share. That's all.]

[He looks at her warily for a second, then nods.]

It worked out all right.

. . . Thank you. I think. For being so annoying about it.

[ino]

[ She grins ]

If there's anything I'm good at, it's being super persistent when I'm right!

[mylegacy]

So all the time, then.

[Whoops, who said that???]

[ino]

[ Kyaa, Caesar, you can't just go using all these compliments on her, it's Super Effective ]

Well, lately I seem to be having a good streak, anyways.