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driftfleet2018-11-17 10:52 pm
universal_charm) wrote in driftfleet2018-11-17 10:52 pm
Fleetsgiving Mingle [ Open to All ]
Who: Everyone Who Wants to Come!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Yes, Planetside
When: Sunday
An invitation was sent out via the network to all of the Fleet, inviting them to come together for a night of feasting, dancing, and games.
Kirk has managed to procure an event space for what he has dubbed Fleetsgiving. It sports a warm, interior space, decorated with tables, including two longer ones for food and drink. Along the far wall is a fireplace, crackling away for warmth, chairs set around and a table for fireplace games. The entire room glows with lights set in draped garlands, candles, and dim lights, warm and inviting and offering intimacy for those who wish to find it. Kirk would take credit for the decor, but no, it was the product of the owners of the event space. Probably just as well, to be honest.
An open space at the center is open for dancing at one's leisure, music drifting through the air - loud enough for dancers to sway to a beat, but not loud enough to make conversation impossible. But, who knows, maybe towards the latter half of the evening when everyone has drunk enough, there will be a dance contest. There might also be a karaoke contest, but, really, that's up to the people.
There is some prepared food - something that looks like a kind of poultry and something like meatballs in a bright orange sauce. Kirk can't vouch for what sort of animals they came from, but he can vouch for them being delicious. Bread, jam spreads, butter, local nuts and crackers. For desert there are what look like tiny tarts, and cookies dusted in a sweet pink powder. But while there is food provided, there is plenty of room for others to bring their favorites from home, or even their favorites from being here in the Fleet.
Nothing was spared for drinks either. Local wines are set out in their bottles, ready to pour, fizzy drinks in cans and punch bowls, harder options for those who wished them further down, and water and juice for those less inclined to imbibe. While there isn't much room for additions, they are welcome.
By the fire are a number of games laid out for choice - cards, some board games, and even a chess set, though it is a touch odd. Three boards, at varying heights, on a curved stand. The way the seats are arranged make it comfortable for many to play at once, or for only a few to play and many to gather by the fire and watch or idly chatter.
Come one, come all, and have a good time!
[ ooc: this is an open mingle post! Go ahead and make your own starters, tag around, and have a good time! Characters would be encouraged to bring their own food to add, or drinks if they so like, favorite games, etc. ]
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Yes, Planetside
When: Sunday
An invitation was sent out via the network to all of the Fleet, inviting them to come together for a night of feasting, dancing, and games.
Kirk has managed to procure an event space for what he has dubbed Fleetsgiving. It sports a warm, interior space, decorated with tables, including two longer ones for food and drink. Along the far wall is a fireplace, crackling away for warmth, chairs set around and a table for fireplace games. The entire room glows with lights set in draped garlands, candles, and dim lights, warm and inviting and offering intimacy for those who wish to find it. Kirk would take credit for the decor, but no, it was the product of the owners of the event space. Probably just as well, to be honest.
An open space at the center is open for dancing at one's leisure, music drifting through the air - loud enough for dancers to sway to a beat, but not loud enough to make conversation impossible. But, who knows, maybe towards the latter half of the evening when everyone has drunk enough, there will be a dance contest. There might also be a karaoke contest, but, really, that's up to the people.
There is some prepared food - something that looks like a kind of poultry and something like meatballs in a bright orange sauce. Kirk can't vouch for what sort of animals they came from, but he can vouch for them being delicious. Bread, jam spreads, butter, local nuts and crackers. For desert there are what look like tiny tarts, and cookies dusted in a sweet pink powder. But while there is food provided, there is plenty of room for others to bring their favorites from home, or even their favorites from being here in the Fleet.
Nothing was spared for drinks either. Local wines are set out in their bottles, ready to pour, fizzy drinks in cans and punch bowls, harder options for those who wished them further down, and water and juice for those less inclined to imbibe. While there isn't much room for additions, they are welcome.
By the fire are a number of games laid out for choice - cards, some board games, and even a chess set, though it is a touch odd. Three boards, at varying heights, on a curved stand. The way the seats are arranged make it comfortable for many to play at once, or for only a few to play and many to gather by the fire and watch or idly chatter.
Come one, come all, and have a good time!
[ ooc: this is an open mingle post! Go ahead and make your own starters, tag around, and have a good time! Characters would be encouraged to bring their own food to add, or drinks if they so like, favorite games, etc. ]
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Smart of you. Never ask a chef his secret or she or he will have to murder you after. It's in our first culinary arts class, you know. The art of flaying our enemies - attractively arranged, of course.
[He has to joke because the moment Jim suggested renaming the Melting Pot, making it his, he can feel the panic rise like a wave in his stomach. There was a reason he wasn't plastering his face and name all over an eatery again, and some small part of him thought he could keep all these morons safe a long as he avoided that one small thing. What had happened in Glamor Springs hadn't been his fault, but it had been a result of his actions. He liked to pretend he was over it, but the thought of taking the reins, being the face of a business again? It was too much. It was too soon.
There's no indication that Jim said anything wrong though because Taako is nothing if not always ready and prepared to tamp down on his emotions at a moment's notice. His ears flick once, but then they settle again and he shrugs lazily.]
Nah, not worth the effort of changing the signage and all the menus? Ugh, what a pain. I'm not paying to have any of that crap remade when I don't even know how long it'll keep my interest.
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Oh naturally. I would expect no less of expertly trained chefs.
[ He chuckled and picked up his glass, sipping the fizzling pink drink within. Taako was indeed good, and Kirk did not know him well enough to read the subtleties of his body language, so whatever internal panic Taako felt went unnoticed. ]
Just a suggestion. Like I said, it's yours now, so do with it what you want. Though I'm sure you'll get plenty of customers after tasting your contributions tonight.
[ He motioned with his glass back towards the buffet tables. ]
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I hope so. This was basically free advertising, so if I don't get some new customers, I'll be offended.
[He'd put a lot of effort into the meal though, no matter how little he pretended to care. The magic in the air here, the availability of actual quality goods, it was enough to make him actually enjoy cooking for a brief moment.
The fact that no one was sick or dying right now was just a small relief. Another patch on the recipe book of his soul.]
Or I guess I could saddle you with the bill for it all.
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Already paid for the rest of it, what's one more bill? Besides, I see no problem rewarding someone for good work.
[ Maybe Taako was joking. Maybe he wasn't. If he did send a bill, Kirk might actually pay it. He wasn't hurting for cash at all, and Taako had put a lot of effort into the food. Even Kirk could see that. Reward effort where you say it, and all that. ]
Though I would hope my very satisfied countenance would be reward enough.
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It's a very pretty face, Jim, but I've got a restaurant to run and people to pay there, too.
[Even if it was literally just Carl and an invisible spirit who couldn't go shopping without supervision.
Taako smirks.]
But I'll give you a discount. Seeing as it's the season and all.
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Oh, how very sweet and generous of you, Taako.
[ There might be a touch of sarcasm in there now. He might have offered, but if you send him an outrageous bill - he'll just laugh in your face. He likes you Taako, and he's willing to reward you, but he has limits. ]
When do I get upgraded to the friends and family discount?
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[He says probably only because he likely still has some cousins or kin of cousins floating around somewhere. Elven families lived a hell of a long time and tended to sprawl so he doesn't doubt he has a relative bouncing around Faerun. It's just the matter of whether he'd count them as family or not. Family was supposed to care about you, but none of his had given half a damn. Most people didn't even know he existed anymore.]
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There's the friends half, and I would very much like to be in that category.
[ He gives Taako one of those genuine smiles that lights up a room. He's sincere when he says it. Taako is flirtatious and fun to banter with, a good cook, and a handful as like to cause trouble as attract it but Kirk rather liked that in a person. ]
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We'll see how long it takes you to level up to that, huh? You got a good start with that waffle maker though. Thing's been handy.
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[ Taako, if Kirk heard that aloud and they were near a pool, he would shove you in. The same as he did Lance. Why is it all the people he's coming to care about here all need a good shove in a pool? ]
Honestly we both benefitted from that purchase, so, you're welcome.
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My crew's benefited a shitload - not that they probably notice.
[He rolls his eyes and stretches his arms forward toward the fire. The warmth is welcome even here. He's never been great with the cold.]
Just know that you're both gaining and losing points at all times. It'll be a race to see who claims the top spot.