Springtime Harvest

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Who: mikangirl, threeswordsoul, their immediate families by demand, their extended families, friends, and orchard workers by invite. (That's... a lot of people >_>a)
What: Mikan harvest!
When: All day, 24th April
Where: Nami and Zoro's fictional mikan orchard on the outskirts of town.
Summary: It's that time of year again in which the household sneakily gathers free fruit-pickers--uh, I mean, makes a celebration of the annual Spring harvest. Food, festivities, and fruit collection? Bring a basket.
Rating: Rated C. For cavities.



[The entire orchard is decorated for the event with streamers and flowers along the fences; pinwheels, too, though they're always there. There's a looot of fruit to be picked, and Nami will supply baskets for everyone-- and anyone who comes bearing a basket of their own can take it away filled with fruit at the end of the day. In the meantime, enjoy the scenery and the food and drink and each other's company. The harvest ends at sunset.]

[ooc: Cross-thread and threadjack to your heart's content. You can be out amongst the trees, in where the food is being served (there'll be a few tables to sit at on the back porch area), lurking in the house for whatever reason or anything else you can think of to do at a huge family gathering like this :|a The food is delicious, supplied by Sanji - and beware the roving Hughes with his camera. |D

I will also be slow as hell to begin with because my internet is dead, but pfft there are a lot of other people at this thing. SCRATCH THAT I LIED. What the hell, computer. B| ...anyway, go nuts.]

Comments

[sundead]

[grabbing the tree trunk you are not dragging him out there too--!] Sheena, come on!

[corrinesbell]

[leans in and tickles him to get him to let go]

You're done being lazy, little brother.

[sundead]

[...sob, and he's pretty ticklish] S-sheena!

[the attack is super effective. He looses his grip on the tree.]

[corrinesbell]

[a critical hit! She takes advantage of his letting go to pull him from his safety in the shade]

[sundead]

[All his struggling dies off sharply once she gets him into full sunlight. That's because the little brother she is dragging is no longer a little brother. Instead it's something that looks a lot like this. ...How long will it take Sheena to notice?]

[corrinesbell]

[not very long at all. ...He may consider himself dropped]

What the hell Ayumu!

[sundead]

[Don't just drop him, what kind of family are you? Despite appearances he's alive, at least judging by how he's still moving and attempting to lever himself back up but... it's slow. At least he's wearing long pants so eventually, somehow, he staggers back to his feet and flops into the shade again.] I-- told you!

[corrinesbell]

[The kind that gets freaked out when other family members shrivel up like dried fruit]

What happened to you? Are you okay?

[sundead]

[He takes a deep breath. And then he tells her in the most sensitive way possible.]

I'm a zombie.


[Yep.]

[corrinesbell]

Don't be stupid.

[sundead]

I died, a girl calling herself a necromancer brought me back, and now I heal from anything and can't walk in the sun. What else would you call it?

[corrinesbell]

I'd call it impossible. That's something just in stories.

[But she did just see her brother turn into a raisin...]

[sundead]

Well, it's true. So I'm sorry, but I can't really help out right now.

[corrinesbell]

You...you really died? [hissed as quietly as she can, in case Elicia or someone is around]

[sundead]

[...he pulls his legs up to his chest and leans back against the tree trunk.]

...Yeah. A couple months ago.

[corrinesbell]

Well you should've told somebody! What happened?

[crouching down in front of him. So he's not shouting all across the orchard about these things]

[sundead]

[the explanation isn't really much happier than the rest of it]

I heard a woman screaming for help and went to find her. It wasn't smart, but I just reacted...

[corrinesbell]

[of course you did. You are a teenage boy who had good parents.]

That only tells me half of it.

[sundead]

Well, her killer hadn't left yet.

[corrinesbell]

[Sheena is this far from cursing like a sailor. ...But she keeps it in check this time.]

I didn't hurt you by doing that, did I?

[sundead]

[wow, she's concerned about that?]

Not really. I mean, a little, but it's more tiring than anything.

[corrinesbell]

[Yes, Ayumu. She's concerned she might have roasted her little brother]

Well...well what're you gonna do?

[sundead]

...I don't know. I guess I can't really hide it anymore...

[corrinesbell]

...I won't tell anyone.

[sundead]

...Thanks, Sheena. [...] Dad already found out earlier though.

[and possibly Nami, depending on the thread]