interfaith dinner mingle!!

[stefanged]

Who: Interfaith Center regulars & the not-so-regulars (party crashers are welcome too!!)
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Interfaith Center on the Iskaulit
When: Forward-dated to November 4th

[The Interfaith Center sounds far more bustling and busy than usual - and anyone peering inside would quickly figure out that a communal dinner is underway! Take off your shoes and walk in: the lounge has extra tablecloths on the floor as well as buffet tables with non-alcoholic beverages and all sorts of food, including Jordanian cuisine (or the outer space equivalent of Jordanian food).

The board games are out of their hiding nooks; the furniture's arranged for the maximum seating possible; and even the teddy bears donated by Kitty & Winn are out for cuddling, should anyone want them.

The kitchen's bustling with helpers - Stefan's running around at vamp-speed to make sure everything's a) done on time and b) cooked to perfection - but he sure wouldn't mind an extra hand. And if you're still not up for some food? Well, the prayer rooms are open as usual. There's always a quiet moment to be found, even if the laughter's louder and the scent of freshly-baked mansaf's wafting through the long corridors.

Anyone and everyone who's ever been inside the Interfaith Center has been invited (via text message - and Stefan even used the fancy emoji). If you're not particularly faithful or devout? Well, drop by anyways. There's more than enough food to spare.]

Comments

[huaaaaagh]

I already said I'd thank her. You're allowed to take some credit, you know- if you hadn't organized all of this, she might not have done that, right?

[Plus you handed the stuff over. That was the best part.]

[stefanged]

True. It's more that I'm really bad at accepting said credit.

[At least he admits it!!]

But events like this... they make the Fleet feel a little more like home.

[huaaaaagh]

Yeah... it sort of has the feeling of a big family get-together, doesn't it.

[Not that he's had a plethora of those, with a family small and scattered like his, but he knows them well enough to see the similarities.]

I'm glad it turned out well. I know you were looking forward to it.

[stefanged]

Exactly. I know this place is about faith, and coming together to observe those beliefs, but family's just as important.

[He thinks of Jordan a lot, and of the relatives he left behind. They'd want to see this.

But he also thinks of the people he's met here, and how much they've become like family. Blood isn't the most important part; no, it's the love they share for each other.]

Thanks for coming out. It really wouldn't have been the same without you.

[huaaaaagh]

[Oof... well not you've gotten him all embarrassed. Shit.]

W-well... I mean, it's important to you. What was I going to do, just sit around on the Paisley?

[He's socially awkward, but he's not that bad. Even if he does keep hiding out in the kitchen when he's feeling crowded.]

this is the latest tagback, feel free to ignore

[stefanged]

I'd sure hope not. It's a dinner, not some big party – we'll sit together as a crew, but how often can we say that we do it as a Fleet?

[Sure, it's not feasible for everyone to attend, given the sheer logistics and numbers games, but it's easier this way to see everyone for a night. If it takes off, then sure - he'll definitely do this again in a couple of months.]

ignores that offer

[huaaaaagh]

Technically, nothing's stopping us from doing it more. Considering how many people showed up, there might be a big calling for it.

r u d e

[stefanged]

True, and if I get too tired, we could always turn it into a big potluck.

[The kitchen's big enough for multiple cooks, after all. Tonight's living proof, with all the help he's received - and that could make it feel more like a community.]

dwi

[huaaaaagh]

I don't see why you didn't just make this a potluck to start with. You've spent most of your time in the kitchen instead of socializing.

[stefanged]

[BUSTED.]

I've been mingling with people... sometimes.....

[huaaaaagh]

"Sometimes", he says, while hiding out in the kitchen for the millionth time.

[He makes a shooing gesture towards the doorway.]

Go talk to some people. I can make sure nothing burns for ten minutes.

[stefanged]

Hey! [The noise that leaves Stefan's mouth is almost inhuman as he turns towards the door.] There is absolutely no way I'm that bad.

In fact, make it twenty.

[It only hits him, once he's out the door, that he just got played.]