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

[nugqueen]

[She stirs carefully, nodding as she concentrates on the vegetables and waits for their color to darken.]

I won't be surprised if there are no left overs left of this.

[Giving one last stir, she passes him the spoon before stepping back to let him inspect.]

[stefanged]

Looks good!

[He reaches for a platter, motioning for her to go ahead and pile it high.]

You never know. Between me and Caster, I think we've got enough for half the Fleet.

[nugqueen]

Only as good as the chef who made it, I think.

[She means you did this, Stefan. Not her. At any rate she makes quick work moving the meal from the wok to the platter.]

[stefanged]

[He suspected as much, but he can't exactly let her take all the credit either. As he watches her work, he'll rest his arms against the counter.]

Yeah? Then it's gonna be twice as good.

[nugqueen]

Flatterer.

[She grins, looking down at her work as she speaks.]

I do enjoy the work here. This place is important to everyone in the fleet, I think.

[stefanged]

I'd sure hope so. You've helped me out way too long if it weren't the case.

[And one that doesn't even pay real money, at that!]

Which reminds me, since I know a lot of our holidays are coming up - is there a winter holiday in yours?

[nugqueen]

There are two - Wintersend could be the one you might think of as a winter holiday, though it marks the end of winter and signifies a day of gathering for trade and the like.

[stefanged]

Does it have any religious rites or customs? We should prepare now, just in case anyone else from Thedas wants to observe it.

[Or, rather, he'd rather have these traditions celebrated equally. He knows how awkward and lonely it was, growing up, when Christmas and Hanukkah dwarfed Eid in every sense of the word.]

[nugqueen]

Oh, not at all. It's merely a gathering to celebrate the harvest. More of a feast of sorts. Nothing terribly religious about it save for thanking the Maker for a good harvest.

[stefanged]

Hm, so if we did something like this again... it would be more in line with Wintersend?

[He tilts his head.]

If tonight goes well, I certainly wouldn't mind doing it again.