so pile your boots up in the corner -- hang your jacket from the door

[herotypical]

Who: anyone invited to house seven's thanksgivingstravaganza -- as well as anyone walking by who might be curious about all the brouhaha.
What: giving thanks!
When: forward dated to november 24th due to predicted holiday hiatuses!
Where: house seven!
Summary: friends, food, fondness. family. festivities.
Rating: g for goin' up.

House Seven was decked out in soft oranges and browns. Gentle reds and yellows. The table was shoved up against a wall and dish upon dish of delicious Thanksgiving dinner-bits adorned it. Plates to one side, a pile of cutlery. Feel free to line up and pile your arms high with roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potato casserole, carrots and green beans, cranberry sauce, sinful gravy. Stuffing. Steamed broccoli. The amount of food would almost be laughable had the guest list not been so long. Chatter abounded.

It was, by all accounts, a fairly casual gathering. No ceremony (Buffy, by this point, was all ceremony'd out after some fiercely dedicated meal-prepping) to stand on and no customs to keep. Just food and friendship. The only thing customary about Buffy Summers would be her delighted, enchanted grin throughout the evening. Very little pleased her more than a social event that was going well.

Mix! Mingle! Make merry!

(ooc; threadjack into oblivion and don't forget to add your character to the entry tags! have fun! note that this is forward-dated. i'll be tagging around myself later this evening. )

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[all7seas]

"Madam Cordelia Who-Is-Not-A-Dominatrix! How are you, lovely?" Jack made a very formal greeting to Cordelia. After all, she was an acquaintance of Angel's, and he wasn't going to mess with that.

Just now.

[quip]

She recognised that voice - and that nickname, if it could be called one - and grinned widely. "Jack Who-Is-Very-Much-A-Pirate."

Buffy and Jack, sitting in a tree ... "I'm good," she crossed her arms over her chest. She wasn't surprised to see Jack here at all. She thought that maybe if she didn't know about the Jack and Buffy romance, she'd wonder what he was doing here at all. "Did Buffy reel you in with the offer of turkey, too?" Or manually force. She did have super strength, after all.

[all7seas]

"'Reel me in'? Captain Jack Sparrow is never reeled! I, in fact, hunted said turkey and shot him dead. Most Hated Turkey in Luceti, that. Buffy was appreciative."

He more than a little proud of his contribution, in the end.

[quip]

Mhm, Jack. You keep telling yourself that.

He was so amusing. It was good to see that the colourful personality she heard over the journals was also displayed in real life. "So you're a pirate and a turkey hunter?" She cocked an eyebrow. "That's an impressive resume."

She grinned, shaking her head, teasing, "How does Buffy keep up with you?"

my typos, what are they. SENTENCE LACKS VERB "WAS"

[all7seas]

"Buffy Summers? Keeps up with me? Darling, you're deluded." A little light teasing was never amiss. Was it flirting? He hoped not. "The turkey hunting was only the one time, alas. Most of the turkeys are very good chaps, I've discovered."

they are beautiful.

[quip]

She frowned. "You're ... on talkative terms with turkeys?" She had yet to discover the little catch to Luceti when it came to the animal kingdom - that Disney's depictions of talking lions was actually reality.

Noooooooooooo

[all7seas]

"Talkative might be stretching the truth of the matter a bit. How are things settling for you, Madam Cordelia?"

YES! x-( they are the fairest of them all.

[quip]

"We really need to work out a nickname for you that isn't Captain."

She gave him a shrug. "As good as one can be, I guess. Got a place, got clothes, and I've got free food and a good turkey to look forward to. Who could ask for more?" Truth be told, it was hard. She was three years behind everyone from home - so she'd gathered from Buffy and Angel, not mentioning Melaka and her two hundred and some years on her - and she constantly found herself walking blindly into spoilers. She figured it'd get to a point where she couldn't have a conversation at all due to those pesky things.

;;

[all7seas]

"Ha! Nicknames is where we're at, you an' me?" He took a sip of wine. "Sounds about right: as good as you can be. No better or worse, eh?"

He was bound and determined to avoid the topic of Angel with her.

♥

[quip]

"If you get to call me Madam Cordelia, it's only fair I get to call you something." Possibly something even worse. Despite how much she made a face whenever he called her it (her reaction was only for fun), it was nice.

"I've got all ten fingers and toes. And two wings. Don't really think I can complain about that." Except, she probably will when it comes to the nicest clothes and colours clashing with the purple of her wings. Life was hard. Avoiding the topic of Angel was possibly easier.

♥

[all7seas]

"Captain Marvelous."

That nickname would be venturing into superhero territory, but Jack rather liked the ring of it.

[quip]

Nope.

"You think really highly of yourself, huh?" She grinned, teasing. Her mind did wander into superhero territory. She imagined him wearing a cape. The image didn't work.

[all7seas]

"Darling, I can do with no less than a splendid nickname. Pirates take the naming of things rather seriously, in the end. And I have my reputation to protect, of course."

[quip]

"I'm all about protecting the reputation." Honestly, Jack. Do you think this face would do harm to said reptuation?

Don't answer that.

But she knows about the Joanna Joyce - she received the story on that - and, if anything, Cordelia believed him on that. He took naming things very seriously.

"If you want to sound less like a pirate and more like a superhero wearing clashing colours and super tight tights, then go with Captain Marvelous." She gave him a shrug, "I'm just saying there are better nicknames in the sea for you."

[all7seas]

".....Hero?" Tights? Okay, that was certainly a "no" on Captain Marvelous, then.

The Joanna Joyce had what had become a rather strange conflict-y kind of name in the past few months, though Jack had taken pains to right that situation.

"Let's forget that one, shall we? Perhaps the name will suggest itself in due time. Til then, you will, o fortunate daughter of Sunnydale, have the privilege of referring to myself as Captain Jack Sparrow. Ooooor just Jack, if you like."

[quip]

Having the Sunnydale women in his life was possibly a good way to avoid social suicide. Cordelia remembered the conversation they had about heroes when she first arrived. Jack never did picture himself as one.

"Jack it is," she grinned. "I'm honoured to have this priviledge. We should celebrate that over some turkey, don't you think?"

/just....stares at the HTML fail. STARES AT IT. : | WITH THE LINIEST OF LINEFACES. 1/?

[all7seas]

"I shall slice you a meaty breast."

2/?

[all7seas]

Wait....that might be construed as flirting!

"Thigh! You---with. Thigh!"

3/?

[all7seas]

"Something on the bone!"

/kidding!!! /?

[all7seas]

OH DEAR GOD.

/NOW I AM DONE

[all7seas]

"I shall serve you with the least-incriminating bit of turkey possible, lass!"

If it HAD been flirting, hopefully Buffy would never, ever find out.

OH MY GOD YOU ARE AMAZING. and what html fail? /(angel)

[quip]

It's like watching a trainwreck. Cordelia couldn't look away despite how disastrous - and hilarious - it was.

And when he was finished, she gave him a smile - a bit forced, maybe, because that display of ... whatever that was was completely new to her. Whatever had crossed his mind to make him react like that was far beyond her reach. Whenever someone had said something that implied sexual things, they brushed it off. Of course, she was thinking of Angel and his recent accidental slip of the tongue.

It was true. She'd never met anyone like Jack before.

"You're such a dumbass," said with affection. "No wonder Buffy likes you."

Flirting? What flirting? She should ease his pain, shouldn't she? "I think I'll just take the wing or whatever."

my fail is all over this thread, writ large

[all7seas]

Loves, he almost corrected her, but didn't. But there was a certain measure of relief that she was taking what Jack saw as his inappropriate turkey talk fairly well. He had told Buffy he wouldn't flirt anymore.

That was going to be nearly impossible for Jack Sparrow, for whom flirting came like breathing.

"Very good, mistress! I shall wing you!"

it's beautiful ;____;

[quip]

Buffy could kick his ass to his timezone and back. Don't get on her bad side, Jack.

Cordelia waited for another massive explosion from him, but it never came. Maybe it was just the stating of body parts with persons who are not blonde and in possession of Slayer abilites that made him grab for the nearest lifeboat.

She teased, "Winging is safe, right?"

[all7seas]

"Erm.....only in the sense of I shall serve a turkey wing to you, and not I shall shoot you in the arm."

Bugger. He hadn't thought of that.

"Just wait here a moment and I shall deliver it."