lucetilogs | Luceti Projects Mingle

Who: Anyone and everyone interested in Luceti Projects.
What: Luceti Projects meet-and-greet!
When: Backdated to the 22nd. Begins at noon, lasts all day.
Where: The barracks.
Summary: A few LP members have organized a get-together at the barracks for those with an interest in Luceti Projects to talk, eat, and relax while socializing.
Rating: PG

[ Quite a bit of thought and elbow grease has been put into preparing the barracks for this event. A banner is tacked across above the entrance that reads, "Welcome to Luceti Projects Opening Celebration!" in green paint. It's not exactly the sort of arts and craft masterpiece it could have been had they enlisted the help of one of the kids (such as Ikki), but it's better than nothing.

Just before entering the main festivities is a table with a sign-up sheet, manned by different members of Luceti Projects on a rotating basis, to answer questions or encourage sign-up.

Through the open doors of the barracks' largest hall, long wooden farmstyle tables have been set in rows to encourage mingling, placed adjacent to tables filled with food and drink that hug the walls. A wide range of different appetizers, snacks, and larger entrees have been set out for attendees, with plenty of plates, utensils, cups, and napkins. As a way to encourage more cultural exchange, the cuisine, catered by Okumura Rin, includes a little from different worlds -- cheese and crackers; sushi and yakitori; pasta and roast chicken; salads and other vegetable dishes, including a vegetable and potato stew, heavily featuring corn. A few sweets, such as cookies and a few cakes, sit alongside the savory dishes, next to which sits a very large bowl of non-alcoholic fruit punch (courtesy of Ms. Ginia). There is plenty of water, soft drinks, teas and coffee, and milk.

For those interested in trying out a more communal dish, placed about every five feet of table is a hot pot, specifically for sukiyaki, inside which vegetables, mushrooms, tofu, thin-sliced beef slowly simmer in a delicate broth of soy sauce, mirin, and sugar. Under these simmering ingredients is a base of udon and shirataki noodles to soak up the broth. Small bowls, utensils, and condiments such as soy sauce and eggs for the sauce, sit alongside each pot to encourage communal sharing.

On the other side of the hall is a wet bar (wo)manned by Ginia, with plenty of booze and an alcoholic variety of punch. Coolers filled with beer sit on the floor behind the wet bar. Martinis and other mixed drinks will be served in biodegradable plastic cups.

The smell of charcoal and wood burning wafts through the open back doors, from the glow of a respectably sized bonfire built behind the building, alongside which a long table is set, its surface filled with an assortment of graham crackers, chocolate, marshmallows, large sausages, kabobs with different meats and vegetables, and skewers for roasting.

A few yards away are the outdoor training grounds where a rather large array of weapons, both lethal and non-lethal of the wooden variety, have been set out for anyone who would like to spar. Some dried-out logs have been repurposed into a spectator area. The only rules posted: no use of magic or anything else that could critically harm opponents or spectators. No guns, except in the target practice area. Absolutely no killing. ]

(OOC: Assume that your character will be served drinks by Ginia at the bar, so use the bar area to mingle with whomever else, unless you’d like a thread. If your character would like to man the sign-up area, feel free to just drop them in on anyone. If they don’t know how to answer a question, just have them direct anything to either Erwin or Kakashi. Most importantly, have fun!!

Also, if your character hasn't voted about the LP leadership structure, the poll is still open over here! Even if they don't want to make a comment on the post itself, they can definitely still vote!)

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How fortunate for them.

[He says, following her gaze as she regards the others, and there isn’t a trace of happiness in his voice. Many things he has learned to imitate and falsely project as much for his own survival as his own amusement, but he can't muster a tone of warmth towards these bystanders that isn't poisoned with sarcasm or envious resentment.]

'tis no excuse for them stopping their ears and gnashing their teeth because they are much too pained to acknowledge what they hear. Denying the existence of something does not make it disappear. But many will try and mightily to prove me wrong. [A giggle bubbles out of him.] ...How dare I speak the truth and crush the little beliefs they hold so dear?

It isn't. It just makes them that much more unprepared for what could happen.

[Elizabeth looks back at Isaac--she can't stand to look around anymore.] Did you see what Gai posted after our mission involving the Iron Eye? About the shift explosive? ...any moment one of those could land on us, and then... then there may not be anything we can do at all. No amount of hoping will prevent it.

[There are many things that could be said. That the village could burn for all he cared. That he’d gladly welcome an end to this charade of concern from others; an end to being surrounded by the laughter and smiling faces of those reveling in their perfect lives with their perfect lovers; and that he was so tired of being let in just close enough to humans to have the possibilities of all he had wanted and what he’d never know dangled teasingly in his face while God threw back His head and laughed. He has taken all that he can take, he thinks, and he has no room left in him to make for more. It's time to go, time to be erased. It has been time to go from the moment he arrived two years ago, and every morning he has woken up since has been nothing but another disappointment, carving another chunk out of him.

But he smiles still. Smaller, thinner, because it's what he knows to do. It's what he has to do. Someone's watching.]

Elizabeth... [He offers her a look begging the question, ‘what ever am I to do with you?’] ...you are worrying again. Must I pour a glass of wine down your throat?

What? No I'm not! [Though the way she exclaims it sounds more like a rebellious teenager than an actual disagreement.] I'm just... pointing out that if that were to happen, there wouldn't be much running around and helping because it would just... probably wipe out everything.

[She huffs and looks at the glass she's been carrying around as a prop instead of an actual intent to drink.] Maybe you do, this party is getting steadily more and more depressing.

[That tone earns her a dry laugh.] Well, this God-forsaken prison could certainly use a chance of pace.

[He plucks a raspberry off a plate of fruit, reminded of goosebumped flesh as he shamelessly pokes his tongue into the hollow where there was once a stem. Of course, he just can't eat it properly until he has explored its texture with more delight than he ought to be having. It's soft and sweet between his teeth.]

What is it that humans do to amuse themselves in Luceti? Pick the filth clogging their ears and gather dust for their collections? The better half of you would not know the meaning of excitement even if it were to lodge itself up your anuses. [Nonchalantly popping another raspberry into his mouth.]

[Elizabeth isn't bothered by the language, just the implication that she doesn't know the meaning of excitement. She frowns and crosses her arms.]

Some of us have had enough excitement. As much as I'm able, I'm treating this like a vacation. [She tosses her head a little to get a bang out of her face, then contemplates her watered down drink a little.] But I still amuse myself, quite a bit actually.

[She considers her sex life very amusing. In a good way.]

Oh good. [The answer is accompanied by a lift of his eyebrows, his tone both one of relief and pleasant surprise.] Perhaps you ought to entertain yourself but a little more, that you might truly set your mind at ease. After all... [Pausing for effect, he lazily spreads his hands] ...an attack capable of utterly decimating the village and all within it shall come long after you do.

[Well, at least she wasn't enjoying her drink.]

[Maybe it was the fact that Gai's birthday had been yesterday, and she had... spent the night, so to speak. And the image was still fresh in her mind. And this was Isaac she was talking to, he never let up with the sexual innuendo.]

[So she squeezes her glass a little too hard in embarrassment, and the condensation causes it to pop right out of her hands. Attempting to catch it only soaks her sleeve and the glass still hits the ground. Mercifully it doesn't break.]

[Amusement and a mouthful of food can be a potentially dangerous mix. The glass slipping out of her hand and the attempt to snatch it out of the air catches him in the middle of chewing a grape and his hand instinctively shoots up to catch something that might spew out of him. But he neither ends up spitting up the grape or choking on it, thankfully. Swallowing, his light coughing leads into giggling as he looks her up and down.]

And now I have gone and gotten you wet. You would not be the first woman.

Luceti Projects Mingle

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tw: Isaac is an amazing conversationalist

Wow Isaac, Elizabeth is totes a lady here. 8[

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The innuendo strikes back