driftfleet | And Let Us Gather 'Round [ Video + Action ]

Who: Kirk and The Fine People of the Fleet
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Iskaulit, Specifically at the Melting Pot - Note: After the Broadcast
When: After they start heading away from the system

Video
_{[ Kirk appears on the screen, and probably like many people he looks tired and a bit beaten up. Scratches not yet healed on his face, one even covered with a bandage on his cheek, that sort of drawn look around his eyes after all the sleepless nights and the battles and general horridness. A little to pale, perhaps.

Even so, he gives as warm a smile as he can as he begins to speak. ]}

For those of you who might not know, I come from a world called Earth - or at least, one of the versions represented here. On my world, in the country I hail from, we celebrate something known as Thanksgiving roughly around this time of year if I've done my calculations correct. Some people call it Friendsgiving, but it's all the same really.

Essentially, it's a time to a give thanks for the good things in your life, your friends, and your family. In the spirit of that, I've arranged for a gathering at the Melting Pot - a thank you to Jarvis for that. Everyone who wishes to come is welcome.

I just thought we all could use a day, a place, to be together and to just enjoy each other. So I hope to see you there.

Action: The Melting Pot
_{[ The restaurant is set up to allow as much mingling as possible when people arrive - places to sit, of course, but there's gentle music playing for those who might want to dance and just to give some atmosphere (but not loud enough to stop conversation at all). Food and drink is laid out - things to nibble on rather than the usual feasts associated with a Thanksgiving. Not particularly ideal, but it's what could be managed. Unless, of course, anyone decided to bring something else to add to the spread.

Not a fancy party, to be sure, but it's warm and inviting, which is what Kirk had hoped for. A place for them all to come together and enjoy each other and just be glad they were all there and if not quite completely whole, then, well, able to be there. ]}

_{[ooc: Open mingle! Feel free to create your own starters and do as you like - tis a warm Friendsgiving party for the Fleet! ]}

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[Rose has been making it a point to stay away from as many life-threatening situations as she can, and crash landing last month made that very difficult. To say that it was a stressful situation would be a massive understatement, and she doesn't feel back to her old self yet.]

[She spends most of the party sipping her glass of wine, present but subdued. Her usual barbs are replaced with a much more contemplative expression. Even if she's not going out of her way to start conversations, she is courteous enough tonight to greet anyone she knows.]

[ While Alisaie isn't exactly the type to show up at parties (she much rather be kept apart from the socializing and provide getaway vehicles in case they go sour after all), there was a minuscule chance that Alphinaud might show up so naturally she's here. Not that she's ever been attached to him, but events as of late made her want to make an attempt at being there just in case he needed her.

She's a bit antsy, being in a new place surrounded by unfamiliar faces that she spends most of the time refusing to mingle. Instead she munches on handfuls of snacks and sticks to the walls, taking in the sights of the restaurant and of the inhabitants that have gathered there. A typical wall flower and with how short she is, one that is easy to overlook.

By now she's come to an understanding that she's pretty far from Eorzea and that familiar faces were going to be a rarity. She was quite fortunate to be here with Alphinaud, all things considered--not that she would ever admit to such out loud. Speaking of, where was he? She frets a little and in looking elsewhere, misses just how close she is to walking into someone else. At least she catches herself quick enough as she fumbles back with an awkward step. ]

S-Sorry. [ The apology is muttered and doesn't seem all that sincere, even if she was at fault. ]

Excuse me?

[Rose isn't in the best of moods, and she has a half a mind to say something to the person that bumped into her.]

[At least, she does until she realizes who it is.]

Alisaie?

[Even if she hasn't spent much time around the elezen, she can at least recognize Alphinaud's sister. It's surprising to see somebody else from home, but not entirely unexpected. And after the last month and a half, another familiar face is a welcome sight.]

You seem to be feeling better.

( By now Alisaie has grown used to strangers recognizing her, though they often mistake her for Alphinaud rather than know her actual name. This startles her and while it shows on her features for a brief moment, she dips her head low enough to hide most of her face behind her bangs. )

I am. ( She admits, curious as to how a stranger knows she was wounded. No doubt it was Alphinaud's doing. Was he going around telling everyone about it?

The girl fidgets a bit, running her hands over her clothing to try to straighten it out a bit more. It's disheveled from all the engineering work she's been doing for the ship. Before she hadn't cared about it since she came here to meet with her brother, but now that she's in a conversation with someone else? She cares. She suddenly cares a lot about how she looks. )

Pray forgive me, but I have no recollection of being introduced to you before. Do you know my brother then? ( At least she's somewhat polite about it instead of asking directly who the hell they are. )

Yes, you could say that.

[Rose certainly knows Alphinaud, and she's spent a decent amount of time with him since they both appeared the Fleet, but that doesn't feel like the answer Alisaie is looking for.]

[Had she not met Alphinaud before, Rose might try to get away without explaining the situation. She didn't expect Alisaie to recognize her, and even if she did, it isn't like they were particularly close in Eorzea. But given Alphinaud's tendency to run his mouth, she doubts she makes it to the end of the night before being introduced to Alisaie. Might as well get this out of the way now.]

It's somewhat of a long story, but I also come from Eorzea. A different Eorzea.

A different Eorzea? ( Alisaie is pushed a bit more on edge with that. The last time they spoke of other worlds, it involved the Warriors of Darkness and that was not a pleasant experience. )

My brother fancies long stories. ( She's willing to give her the benefit of the doubt however since her brother has yet to warn her of this. ) If you have already told him, then there's no doubt in my mind that he will eventually tell it to me.

Will you at least properly introduce yourself to me? Forgive my bluntness on the matter, it's just that if I am going to speak with you, I would rather have a name on hand other than some coined nickname.

He certainly does, doesn't he? I must admit, I'm surprised he hasn't said anything yet.

[She smiles. This is the kind of conversation she could easily imagine having back home, and after the last two months, this reprieve is much appreciated.]

My name is Rose. On my Eorzea, I'm known as the Warrior of Light.

[And she rips the bandaid right off. It's not that she's planning to tell Alisaie everything, but the Eorzeans needed to stick together, and leaving out that detail felt too much like lying.]

( She nods, taking in that information. Rose. Warrior of Light. In her short time traveling with her brother and the others throughout foreign lands, she's come to learn that there are multiple individuals with the blessing and in turn that meant there were undoubtedly multiple Warriors of Light.

Honestly she prefers the light side to the alternative. They tend to not shoot at her with arrows and all. )

Well met, Rose. ( As well as it can be, not remembering her and all. Hope she doesn't anticipate an apology for that. Alisaie's already asked forgiveness once and that's as much as she felt the other woman was owed. )

Have you been here long?

( It seems polite to ask. ) Rather, have you been away from Eorzea for long, is what I mean to truly ask.

Edited 2017-12-12 20:01 (UTC)

[Considering how little she knew of Alisaie, even back home, an apology for not recognizing her is the last thing on her mind. If anything, she's grateful that Alisaie is taking this in stride; the less fuss made about this predicament, the better.]

No. I doubt I've been away for more than three moons.

[She frowns.]

That being said, time does tend to pass more slowly here.

[The last two planets haven't been a walk in the park.]

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