LATE THANKSGIVING (mingle)

[passingthrough]

Who: Anybody/everybody
Broadcast: Somewhat!
Action: Even more so! Iskaulit
When: Thursday, December 1

[Video]

[Once upon a time the intention had been to brighten things up and bring people together for Winn's sake. Okay, it was also meant to cheer her up after Vision and Sascha leaving the fleet. Thanksgiving seemed like a good idea and she missed the date, but it's not like there are any Thanksgiving police around, right? She'd just keep it a small dinner of close friends, right? Except between her and Winn their close friends are already too many friends to call it small. And then why not invite their friends' friends? At a certain point she realized they're probably only leaving out a handful of people so might as well just have fleet-wide Thanksgiving. What is her life?]

Thanksgiving. Tonight. The Iskaulit. Potluck. So, that means bring food to share. And if you don't know what Thanksgiving means it doesn't really matter. You're still invited. (OOC: Respond here for video.)

[Action/Mingle]

[Several tables have been set up with mismatched chairs and occasionally crates for sitting. The food is a mishmash too with the various dishes people brought ranging from protein gels to snacks from the space stations to actual, creative and delicious dishes. She did manage to recruit a few people in advance with cooking augments or an interest in cooking to help her out and she supplied as much food as she could given their recent stops. At least there are a few pumpkin pies?

There's not much in the way of decorations happening, but there are some more comfortable spaces set up with games like chess and cards. She couldn't dig up an American football, but she did find a ball for tossing at least. They could make something work even if they had to go across to the gym for more room.

The main point is just to be around people and have a good time. Kitty left things pretty open so people are welcome to bring or make up their own activities.]

Comments

[winn]

[ he's just going to casually plop into the seat next to him. ]

Guess the fleet's more interesting than we figured. [ good natured. he doesn't actually mind that he didn't call, he was terrible at returning calls to people who welcomed him to the fleet, it must've taken him a month if not longer to get back to some, and some he never did at all. ]

[notanoptimist]

Something like that. [Actually, no. It's not. He's just that bad at communicating. Ask anyone who knows him. He pushes a plate of mostly finger foods toward Winn.] Help yourself.

[winn]

...thanks. There's normal sized food too, if you want it. [ not a lot, but it's first come first served in this thanksgiving potluck! ]

So how're you liking the fleet?

[notanoptimist]

Not that hungry.

[He shrugs, a bit of a far-off look in his eye.] It's a fleet. Hell of a thing. I don't think I've had a quieter trip through space so far.

[winn]

Suit yourself. [ he shrugs. he's always eager for real food, his first few months on the fleet he had nothing but protein gels and wheat solids. gross. ]

Shh, you'll jinx it.

[notanoptimist]

[He cants his gaze to Winn, corner of his mouth quirking upward.] Who says it isn't already?