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

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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"Ah! B-Buffy. Good evening. This, um, this is all rather wonderful what you've done for the occasion." A smile as she takes one of the cookies. He also totally didn't see her come by. He's a bit distracted okay? But now that she's here...his attention diverts from the barrier and the scenery to the hostess herself.

"I'm glad you like them. They're fresh right out of the oven practically." He'll set the plate down on the table nearby.

"I-I just wanted to stop by I figured I'd bring something for the occasion. Everything smells delicious and looks wonderful though." Another cursory glance as he eyes up the room again.

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"I'm sure everyone'll appreciate the extra sweetitude. I know I do. And -- please, stay. Help yourself. Otherwise we're gonna have leftovers for months."

He blinks not expecting the offer. Him stay...huh he was just going to for a few minutes. "Ah a-are you, um, certain? Y-You're probably going to have more guests a-and all."

He sounds a bit unsure but if only because he feels a bit out of place if anything.

"...But there's all this food. And you're already inside and it's cold out there and at least have one plate."

"Oh-oh but..." a slight hm comes from him. While the points are very good Helios doesn't feel the cold too much anymore. Being several degrees colder than the normal average person will do that to you. Then again it would be rude to decline the offer so graciously given. Hm a tough spot. So have a small sigh, a smile, and then a nod.

"Alright. Thank you Buffy. I really do appreciate the offer."

"...And if you stick around for dessert?" By now, it was impossible not to know of Helios's sweet tooth. "Then you can have some pumpkin and-slash-or apple pie. I've made loads. You may vaguely recall my apple-filled trek from the store, last week."

Oh dessert how big a weakness you are to him. Helios shifts taking that into consideration.

"Pumpkin and apple pie are two of my favorites." Helios everything is your favorite. He smiles a little and nods.

"I-I do remember. A-about that. I, um, c-came by really to-to thank you for taking care of me." He was a rather awkward child but at least he kept out of the way the majority of it. Though his phobias of dark rooms and the like must have been annoying to deal with.

"...Don't even dwell on it for a second. It's how we manage in place, right? Looking out for one another."

"Y-Yes it, it is. I-I just hope I wasn't...too much of a bother in that state. I was a bit reclusive to say the least."

"...No bother. Sure, I'm convinced I'll never ever be a mother now but -- that's not a bad thing. Good to know those things about yourself."

Helios chuckles lightly. "If it's not too bold to say...I think you handled the situation rather well. Given what happened to us and all." He smiles taking one of his cookies and nibbling on it.

"I don't know if you'll never be, but, well one experience can surly change ones mind. I suppose it all depends on the person, hm?" Though now he's wondering if it was the three of them that changed it.

"Well -- colour me experienced out at this point."

Helios will laugh at that.

"Sometimes all it takes is one experience, really, to see where you fall on matters." And well three children all at once...he can imagine how difficult it would be to deal with it. Running a school after all gives you a bit of insight towards that.

"Oh, I don't know. And then I think about it even more and I wonder if maybe I knew from day one of looking after my sister. I'm used to responsibilities -- just not the guardianship kind. Not that kind of guardianship."

"Ah, s-siblings it's, it's definitely different with siblings." Does he look uncomfortable? Yeah he is because his only sibling used to abuse him. It's hard talking about it and Helios might sound a bit a distant as he replies. His eyes go to the floor for a few brief seconds.

"Protecting them and making s-sure they-they get the very best...it's always stressful. I'm sure you did everything in your power to be a good guardian and to keep her s-safe. As long as you did as best you could...that's what matters."

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

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