herotypical: [ happy ; snarky ; mug ] (✝ it's like a bullet to the head)
buffy anne summers ([personal profile] herotypical) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2011-11-21 11:59 am

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. )
ext_934189: (Hoodie)

[identity profile] tehoniongirl.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Even if it's straightforward...

Be careful, Jack. Please?" She doesn't trust the Malnosso. Not with anything, least of all the lives of her friends.
all7seas: (calculating)

[personal profile] all7seas 2011-12-20 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll guard my life...with my life. You can be assured of that, sweetheart. Now perhaps you'd best fill yourself with more evil turkey, hmm?"

Because at this rate there were going to be leftovers for weeks.
ext_934189: (What is that doing on the ceiling?)

[identity profile] tehoniongirl.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
She hesitates for a moment, but then lets the conversation slide to other matters. If he was decided, there was nothing she'd be able to do to change his mind... and he'd already promised to be careful.

"Do I want to know why the turkey is evil?"
all7seas: (serene)

[personal profile] all7seas 2011-12-20 01:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Who knows, darling, why anyone makes the choice to walk into darkness? Best not to think too closely on it, in my experience, and spend that time running the other direction."
ext_934189: (a quiet laugh)

[identity profile] tehoniongirl.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Sometimes talking to Jack was a little like riding a roller coaster. She's caught off guard enough by his answer that she can't help but laugh, ducking her head with an amused smile before resigning herself to the banter. "Should we really be eating something so corrupt? They do say you are what you eat."
all7seas: (find the lady)

[personal profile] all7seas 2011-12-20 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I believe we've roasted the evil right out of it, and garnished it with the divine goodness of cranberries. It can't hurt us now, pet."