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]

"As you demand, o professorial one."

Those flowers are doomed.

[wise_maiden]

"Honestly, I don't know why you're making such a big deal about it."

Then Jack had better be prepared for punishment.

[all7seas]

"And I don't see why he's not."

He's always prepared for punishment. He's Captain Jack Sparrow.

[wise_maiden]

"Why are you so preoccupied with his flowers? It's his garden; it's his business on how to tend to them."

[all7seas]

"Of course it is, sweetheart. And my preoccupation is over and done with." Lies.

[wise_maiden]

"... Good."

The thought comes to mind that she should likely warn the strategist, anyway, but that's filed away for now. "I'm sure that you have more important things to be concerned with, besides."

[all7seas]

"Oh, aye---far much more importanter things than THAT, sweetness. I won't concern myself with it at all."

A warning might help, if she remembers come spring. Jack is still a bit miffed that Raine's so-called love interest doesn't present her with magnificent bouquets.

[wise_maiden]

She finds herself shaking her head a little at the entire exchange. Knowing, yes, what implications were there, and weren't there. It's not as if anything had been explicitly said, on her end.

"I'm sure more interesting things must be going on with you."

[all7seas]

"Just survival. Seeking ways home. Looking after the ones I give three beans about. That sort of thing."

[wise_maiden]

"So just the usual."

[all7seas]

"Ha! Aye! You might say that! Aubrey's going to be supplying me with some wood. Man loves to chop things, apparently. Going to build a small sailboat this winter." There were always projects to do, even if the major project of escaping Luceti was perpetually on hold.

[wise_maiden]

"You're building another boat?" She raises an eyebrow a little at that. "Still, it's always good to have some kind of project going on. Something that isn't directly tied to the happenings here."

[all7seas]

"Just a small one. Probably she won't be able to carry more than two or three people, at most. For Buffy. To learn."

He'd wanted Buffy to learn how to sail. In fact, in recent days it had seemed more of a priority.

[wise_maiden]

"I see... so it's something of a project for her as well. Does she know?"

[all7seas]

"Not yet. She doesn't, yet. I'll tell her when I return from my mission, won't I."

[wise_maiden]

"... Your mission."

The mention of people going on those were becoming all too frequent, it seemed. First Albert, just a few weeks ago. Then Sheena, whom she spent some time healing. Now Jack, as well.

[all7seas]

"Loading cargo, back at the port." Raine knew the one; she'd been on that draft with Jack aboard Beckett's Mum.

[wise_maiden]

"More cargo? I see..."

She shakes her head a little. "You'll be careful, won't you?"

[all7seas]

"Darling, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. He is always especially careful of himself, isn't he."

It would be extra easy to watch over himself on this mission, far moreso than on the draft, where he had sworn to Norrington that he would not allow a single soul lost from their ship.

[wise_maiden]

"Everyone needs a reminder ever so often. Even the most careful of Captains."