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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!]

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[picobartender.livejournal.com]

Even pint-sized, Ginia is still just as helpful as her usual adult self. There's been a day of cooking and helping Rise with all the Thanksgiving familiars - Turkey! Ham! Cranberry sauce! Mashed potatoes and gravy! Cornbread! - and then extra cookies and other recipes here and there. There's a smorgasbord of delicious food-y goodness awaiting everyone and Ginia's glad to have been able to help out.

Still, she's a little sad. Her family isn't here and even if she's made lots of new friends and met all sorts of people, she misses them, and she misses home. But as her mother always said, a bright smile can chase away the clouds, so Ginia will be smiling and trying to keep her spirits up as she hovers around the food table, making sure everyone is getting plenty of food and enjoying themselves. And as she hovers, remaining close by will be her loyal dog, Odin (http://i.imgur.com/Yyjh8.jpg). Maybe a Thanksgiving party isn't the best place for a dog, but he stays by her, watching anyone who gets too close with his one eye. And maybe, just maybe, begging for the occasional scrap of food.

OPEN TO ALL! :D

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[She'd begged. She'd pleaded. She'd pouted and in the end, she'd kinda won. Except she wasn't allowed to help with anything and she was being watched like a hawk otherwise. Selphie's seated at a table with her ankle propped up on another chair close by while she waits for some tasty stuff to be brought back to her.

Otherwise, Selphie's sitting there quiet as a mouse with her nose stuck in a book about pirates. Come say hello! And... possibly take her over to those board games in the corner?]

[redjacketthief.livejournal.com]

Thanksgiving was a holiday that Arsene Lupin III, gentleman thief and internationally wanted criminal, did not celebrate very often. He was as likely to be in Sao Paulo as Paris during the winter holidays and, not hailing from the United States himself, didn't feel a need to celebrate such a holiday.

Even if he did want to celebrate, his usual companions saw no need to celebrate it either. If anything, Christmas was a more likely holiday to get notice, not that it put a damper on his 'work schedule'.

But this was Luceti, a place not constrained by the same boundaries as a place like New York. Lupin wouldn't admit this to anyone, but he was starting to get restless. There was no hustle of the city within the boundaries. It was...quiet. The word 'party' barely needed to register to have Lupin interested.

People contact was a good thing.

Such circumstances were what drove Lupin to the school house in a clean suit and shoes and had him filling his plate with turkey and stuffing. Free food was still free, after all. Lupin was starving for more than just food, though.

He didn't bother to sit down. He leaned against the wall instead, watching the people comfortably. He glanced over at the nearest person and, between bites of potatoes and gravy, spoke up: "Some spread, huh?"

[rollypolyclover.livejournal.com]

[She said she would do it. And here she is, carry five big tubs of ice cream with her to the party. Ice cream is good no matter the weather after all, who cares if it's cold outside? There's always time to enjoy ice cream!

Once she's figured out her way to the school, courtesy of Otonashi and lots and lots of directions, Yotsuba will come in, dump her ice cream pile as soon as she's in the door and run off... Only to return a moment later to carry it off with her again. Yeah, probably shouldn't leave it lying around like that.

After the ice cream has been dealt with/left somewhere/handed over to someone nice enough to take it off her hands, Yotsuba will be trying all sorts of food and drinks. Everything is tasty! Have you tried this yet?! She might well be trying to offer food to you which she has deemed to be the tastiest she has ever eaten.

Finally, board games! Look at these games, so much fun to be had in one little box! ...What's a board game? Kneeling down and pulling out a few games and looking at them. Yeah, she has no idea how to play any of these. Snakes and ladders? ...Sounds dangerous.]

[analyzing]

With supervision, Rise proves to be a pretty decent cook (without, it'd be a volcano-in-your-mouth experience, and not the good kind) and so, she's probably a little more tired at the moment than she'll let on. Her speciality's entertaining, not cooking.

Still, she'll wear her normal smile as she flits about the cafeteria, talking, socialising. It isn't till she finally retreats back to the wall near the food tables that she finally has a chance to wind down— and that's exactly when she sees Ginia.

"You doing okay there?" she asks.

/INVADES LIKE AN INVADING ARMY

[analyzing]

[And from above (or is it behind? To her right? To her left?!), a voice asks:]

Chocolate or vanilla?

free to a good home

[proudprince.livejournal.com]

As the old saying goes, where there's a buffet, there's a hungry Saiyan waiting to carry it all away. This party was no exception.

Wandering in without any offerings of food or, better yet, any idea of what was going on, Vegeta headed straight for the buffet table. He'd been flying all day trying to get his bearings and only the smell of food and the feel of multiple (weak) ki's converging in on this one location could convince him to come down. Luckily for him, it was an open party. He grabbed a plate and quietly got in line, putting his strategic mind to good use by piling his plate as efficiently as possible.

When he was done and sure that, yes, people would realize if the whole turkey went missing, he went to stand by himself in a corner feeling glad that whatever fresh hell this place might be, at least it had food.

[lostinmyway]

There's no Thanksgiving on Melfes, but, after having it explained to her, Grune is definitely on board. A holiday all about getting together with your friends and family and telling them how grateful you are for them? Definitely something relevant to her interests.

And so she's brought a big casserole dish of apple crumble (slightly more cooked on one side than the other, whoops) and is happy to portion it out...until she forgets what she's doing, anyway.

New friends and old--and friends she hadn't even met yet--come talk to her! She'll very much welcome the company.

[lostinmyway]

Odin, you've found a sucker. Grune will stuff you until you're round.

She first notices the puppy eye he's giving her in the middle of getting some turkey. And so of course, she shares. But, hmm, he still seems a little hungry after that. She should give him some more. And some more. And maybe a little more....

Ginia might want to step in sometime soon if she wants her dog not to explode by the day's end.

SECOND WAVE OF THE INVASION!

[lostinmyway]

[And here's a Grune, sitting down next to you with a big smile!]

Hello, Selphie! Are you feeling better now?

sorry about the multiple edits ;;

[proudprince.livejournal.com]

And, bam, here is Vegeta trying to sneak a big spoonful of that apple crumble Grune had handily forgotten about. He has a turkey leg stuffed in his mouth and a plate of food piled high from his chest to his chin. But a little more food never hurt anyone...

He chokes a little on his leg when he looks up and realizes who you look like (http://curiousgenius.livejournal.com/).

OH SNAP!

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie looks up to see Rise offering something that is relevant to her sweet tooth's interest.]

A bit of both!

[menial]

[Kyon enters without much fanfare, or indeed, any fanfare. He looks around at all the people he doesn't know and sighs to himself. What could really be going on here? The last time he was in an alternate universe, it barely lasted three days. Maybe that RPG--]

'But let's not get carried away with nostalgia for times past too much.'

[Being antisocial, he will probably be just chilling against the wall not talking to anyone and eating, looking slightly thoughtful but mostly blank.]

What's this I hear about Apple Crumble?

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Grune, your big smile will be returned with a sunny one of her own.]

Much better now, Grune. Still have to rest my ankle though but I'm pretty much good to go!

No worries--I do that alllll the time. XD;;

[lostinmyway]

Grune doesn't notice Vegeta until he starts choking, but once she hears that unfortunate sound, she moves...relatively quickly to his side to reach down and pat him on the back. "Oh, my. Are you all right?"

[proudprince.livejournal.com]

Any thought that Grune might be his harpy of a sort-of-wife vanishes the moment she shows him that smidgen of concern. Too nice to be the woman, is his thought as he tries to swallow the turkey leg. He gives a great, painful sounding gulp and--

"Cough, cough. I'm fine! You..." Startled me is what he was going to say, but he doesn't want to admit to being caught off guard by some woman at a party. Instead, he lapses into silence and tries to get a good look at Grune from the corner of his eye.

[redjacketthief.livejournal.com]

Ah! Another person just chilling in the back! The man in red, now done with his food, waltzes on over as casually as his restlessness would allow. If the kid who was his target saw the grin he was trying to suppress, the man's intent was obvious.

Lupin III wasn't a man to deal with quiet affairs very well. He needed someone to talk to.

"Hey," he said, his voice too loud and his smile too eager, "nice party, huh? What's keeping you over here? The food's pretty good.!"

It's what happens when mun has too many apples and decides Grune can share the deliciousness. :D

[lostinmyway]

Oh, I'm happy to hear it. It isn't fun to be hurt.

[lostinmyway]

Not only is Grune showing concern, but she's nearly half a foot taller than Bulma. So unless his sort of wife had one hell of a growth spurt....

"Would you like something to drink? I can get a glass of water," she offers. He still looks a little uncomfortable. Maybe that would help.

[proudprince.livejournal.com]

But everyone's taller than Vege-- He sees blue hair and panics, ok? The little bits of hair at the bottom of his neck may have actually stood up a bit more than usual from his scare.

"I told you I'm fine!" Vegeta moves to the right a bit in an effort to put more space between them and ends up losing the top tier of his Tower of Food. He curses and tries picking some of the bread rolls off the floor.

Will tag around after class!

[consultmybooks]

Giles had offered himself up at the last minute to help with whatever preparations still needed preparing. Time passed so strangely when you were small. He still couldn't look back at the last few days and think that he'd been changed nearly a week, and returning to his proper size and age had left him staggered for a while.

But, keeping busy and offering assistance where he could had worked for him before, been the best way to keep back awkward questions and strange thoughts, helped him feel in control where as a child he never had been. And so, come the start of the festivities, he'll be doing what he can to organize the buffet line, making sure everyone gets fed. Only after that will he get some food for himself, grab a table, and...well, bask is probably the best word.

He's made it. He's himself. It's the best feeling in the world, even if the sight of Ginia wandering around with her loyal companion is enough of a reminder that life hasn't quite returned to normal.

Giles, for once, looks honestly happy. Feel free to approach, or ask questions from the buffet line, or what have you. You'll probably meet him at the table going back for seconds a couple of times.

[picobartender.livejournal.com]

Ginia perks up a little when she hears her name, turning to look over at Rise and smile at her. There's a great big enthusiastic nod as she takes her notepad and a pencil out of her pocket.

There's so many people! Everyone looks like they're having so much fun too.

[picobartender.livejournal.com]

And thus Grune makes another friend. Odin happily takes a piece of turkey and gulps it down, quickly realizing all it takes is a friendly dog smile and a wag of his tail to get another piece. And another. And another. And another...

When Ginia realizes Odin is getting the feeding of a lifetime, she flails a bit. It's okay for him to have a bit of food and he deserves the spoiling, but he'll get sick! There might be a bit of flailing as she comes over and smiles up at Grune, giving a small tug on Odin's collar.

[lostinmyway]

Sorry, Vegeta, you aren't getting rid of her so easily. She bends down to pick up the bread he dropped and offers it to him.

"Here you go."

HEY. HEY GUYS. HEY. *SPARKLES*

[pose-andsparkle.livejournal.com]

[Per his usual over exuberance, Armstrong Enters the school cafeteria giving off SPARKLES and exposing his magnificent Physique. A usual entrance for the man then.]

Greetings Citizens of Luceti!

[Flex, Pose, Sparkle. Alex is most overjoyed to meet new people! And Traumatize many more.

You may notice a few sparkles falling into the food. Don’t worry, they fade away on their own, and won’t hurt you. Probably.]


((ooc: Yeaaah. Armstrong gets ALL THE REACTIONS. Tee hee. I blame thank Masa and Cata.))