Meanwhile on the loveboat (mingle log)

[destinyembrace]

Who: Crew of the Blue Fish, anyone who's been invited, and any visitors! So basically everyone
Broadcast: Nope
Action: On the Blue Fish, mostly probably in the kitchen and the mess hall because PARTY
When: Today~

[If there's anything this freaking ship loves, it's food. Somehow, a dinner got planned to welcome the new member. And then other people got invited. And then the dinner pretty much turned into a party with a lot of food. Needless to say, Kairi has been very busy preparing food all the day for this.

There's a lot of meat, per the captain's request. But there's also veggies, some fruit, pasta, and even brownies! There are also two pizza pies. Basically, Kairi just cooked a bunch of food and hoped it would be enough, as she had no idea how many people were coming.

SO DIG IN, BLUE FISH AND GUESTS. Also mingle and be social and all that jazz!]

Comments

[unconfines]

Cheers to that.

[He knocks the body of his bottle against hers, a cheerful clatter of glass. Nice as this is, the ships are small, and the waystation isn't at all like the other stops they've made on this meandering, endless trip. The VRD can only accommodate so much with its family friendly settings, after all.

It's not ruining the party if they make it better, is it?]

Perhaps all they need is a nudge. A bit of excitement consulting, if you will.

[pirasea]

[Isabela throws a friendly arm around his shoulder, pleased to have found a like mind even if Anders isn't exactly the place she'd have expected to find it.]

You're a lot more fun when you aren't possessed. I actually feel like consulting you for excitement might pay off.

[unconfines]

Well, that's a challenge if I ever heard one.

[Might pay off impugns on his honor as a trouble maker of the party variety. He leans towards her conspiratorially, his grin crooked and wicked.

Anything, maybe, to prove that he's still distant from this version of Anders they talk about, the one who let a spirit into his head, who's depressing and terrible and noble in varying amounts, depending on who tells the story.]

Hold on. [Another kick back of vodka, which is like drinking lighter fluid with all the worst kinds of artificial flavoring.] All right! Where shall we start? Something small, spiking the punch? Is there even punch to spike, or will we have to go drink to drink?

[pirasea]

[She glances back over at the food table thoughtfully, then back to Anders again.]

We might have to go drink to drink, I'm afraid. Do you want to be the distraction or shall I?

[unconfines]

Oh, me, please. Apparently I need to pass muster. And this way is much more fun.

[An opportunity to be ridiculous at strangers? He'll take it every time.

He pops the edges of his collar, and winks at her.]

Ready?

[pirasea]

[She takes another swig from her bottle then returns the wink with a sly grin.]

For this? Always. Go on then.