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[analyzing]

Who: Everyone!
What: Thanksgiving + New Feather party.
When: Evening of the 20th.
Where: School cafeteria, nicely done up.
Summary: There's food. And there's also board games, are you game for some Snakes and Ladders?
Rating: Let's put this all over the board. Strange stuff can happen, man.
[Thanksgiving may not be a familiar holiday to most in Luceti, but everyone understands potluck, at least! Hopefully. Preferably.

It's all done buffet-style as usual. Thanksgiving stuff greets you first when you grab a plate and get in line at the buffet lines (food and drink provided by everyone, Thanksgiving stuff courtesy of the Welcome Centre and Ginia). Though of course, don't think that you have to stand in a line while eating! There's tables and chairs for sitting and talking and— eating, obviously. Reach out and grab a drink! If you get one that's been prepared by the Welcome Centre, it's non-alcoholic. Can't really say the same for anything else brought by others, so you may want to be careful. Y'know, just in case.

'course, there's also board games if you're interested in 'em. Just check out that corner over there!]

Comments

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

I should hope not. [He's skinny enough as it is, and he knows it!] I'll probably just take some food back to the house.

[analyzing]

[But she wants to prove that her cooking is decent and watch him eat his words. Going back with food means that she can't see that happening!]

I guess so, but some stuff is best eaten when it's nice and warm and not...cold and kinda soggy. Like these over here!

[Is she attempting to drag him towards more food? Why yes, yes of course.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[He won't put up much of a fight, allowing Rise to drag him toward the other food.]

Like what?

[analyzing]

Pies. [Among other things.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

So I'll eat it as soon as I get back. Problem solved.

[analyzing]

It won't taste as good! Y'know-- all soggy and all.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

I think I'll live.

[You know. Unlike if he eats this food!!]

[analyzing]

[It's all edible, stupid!!]

You won't even try some?

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

That's why I said I'll take some with me. We don't usually have dessert after dinner, anyway.

[analyzing]

That's not the same. Try some here.

[GETTING HIM A PLATE WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Must you be so stubborn about this?

[He doesn't understand. It's almost suspicious...]

[analyzing]

[No reply! There's just this expectant look as she hands him the plate— pie, cheesecake, and basically, stuff with flaky pastry.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[But you can't hide the truth from him, Rise! He knows about the cheesecake...!]

I'm not going to eat all of this.

[He probably can't.]

[analyzing]

Eat a little of each then.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

That doesn't sound very enjoyable.

[But he reaches for a plastic fork and looks down at his plate. He'll try to avoid the cheesecake as much as he can, so he starts with the pie. Mmm, pumpkin pie, you can never go wrong with that.]

[analyzing]

But you won't know till you try!

[Watching....

He's gonna have to eat it sometime. Don't be rude, Caesar!]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[He's tasting the pie, okay. Be patient.]

This is okay.

[analyzing]

[She made the Thanksgiving food here under Ginia's tutelage, you know. But go on, go on...]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[That doesn't necessarily mean it's safe!]

...you're not just going to stand here and watch me eat, are you?

[analyzing]

I'm waiting for feedback!

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

I don't like being watched while I eat. You should eat something, too.

[analyzing]

Never thought you were the shy type. Besides, I already ate.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

It doesn't have anything to do with being shy. It has to do with being stared at while you eat.

[analyzing]

I'm on a diet. [And that's that! She gestures at his plate.] Try the next one.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.]

Then I'll try it later.