Community Event 2: Thanksgiving/Harvest Festival

[itsabelle]

It's a little of A and a little of B. The food is present - gosh, is the food present. Isabelle made sure not to miss anything: turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, gravy, casserole, buttermilk rolls, cornbread, and those were just the normal options. Accommodations were made to diets like her own, and she even managed to get something for their more uniquely diet guest who would only subsist on coffee otherwise.

Besides the food, the hall has been decorated too thanks to her brother Digby and the Happy Home Academy. Festive fallen leaves decor with dark rugs, neatly hung drapes by the windows gathered into gold ropes, long tables with cream table cloths set with plates and silverware, and comfortable chairs colored yellow, orange, and red as they lined the tables.

"Okay, a piano if someone wants to play it, double string bass, speakers and... mhm! Beverages on that table, and laptop over there... that looks like everything! And right on time!"

Isabelle's beaming as she lowers her clipboard and fixes her tie - she really likes this Future Foundation suit. Bells jingling, she walks over to the main door which she knocks several times so they can be open.

"Welcome everyone and thank you for waiting! Come in and enjoy yourselves!"

[OOC: Happy Harvest/early-Thanksgiving/belated-Thanksgiving everyone! Mingle for all!]

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[mopocalypse]

Happy whatever holiday this is!

[Haruka bursts in, wearing her Future Foundation suit rumpled and decorated with ribbons and pins that match her flower hair ties. She starts perusing the food tables.]

What all is half this stuff?

[itsabelle]

I think in most places it's Thanksgiving. This time, we usually call it the Harvest Festival.

[Isabelle walks over, smiling.]

Half this stuff is the traditional spread from what I researched. So there's turkey and mashed potatoes with stuffing and gravy, cranberry sauce and bread, casserole, soup... well, okay, the soup is actually sometime I brought from home.

[feistytrader]

[There are two very easy ways to get Silver to show up to something. The first is free food, and the second is "you don't say no to Isabelle."

Today meets both of those criteria, and Silver sits down with Weavile next to them as they enjoy all of this delicious food (half of which they've actually heard of just now.) Silver's a fan of the cornbread, while Weavile's a fan of the mashed potatoes, although he's... Having a little difficulty picking them up or using a fork.

Whoops.]

[mopocalypse]

What do you think half this stuff is? [Haruka pokes at the bowl of stuffing.] It smells good, but it's, like, green and brown and blendered. [She shrugs and puts a huge spoonful on her plate.]

[mindofathief]

Isn't this kind of late for a harvest festival?

[Duster walks in wearing his pink suit jacket and white pants: his band outfit. Music will come later, food is the most important thing at the moment.

So. Much. Food. It's all homemade and not some commercialized junk the Pig Empire created, so even better. Still, Duster is careful to eat a little bit of food at a time, tasting it carefully before eating another bite. It's not that he doesn't trust Isabelle to not put additives into the food, but some habits are hard to break.]

Mph, this is good!

[itsabelle]

Well, where I'm from, the remaining harvest comes in by now with the snow starting around the first week of December.

[She beams up at him. It's been a while.]

I'm glad you like it! I worked with Teruteru preparing most everything since I can't prepare any meats besides fish well.

[mopocalypse]

I dunno, I guess it's just how Isa-chan's world does things! [Nom.] Isn't it? I can't believe Isa-chan can cook so many things, even stuff she doesn't eat!

[preybeforemeals]

[You know, the food is somewhere between "Ah, Isabelle, you shouldn't have" and "...HOLY SHIT ISABELLE YOU PROBABLY ACTUALLY SHOULD NOT HAVE" but the fact of the matter is that she did, and Tsukiyama doesn't say no to Isabelle so he's here today, and he isn't about to apologize for any of it because damn it, we're here to have a decent time.

It's been a while since he's seen most of the individuals here in person; there are a few exceptions here and there, but at the very least he doesn't seem too awkward about it. He's looking...better than he did in the school, at least - still on the thin side, and he looks a bit wary, a bit tired, maybe, but that's more due to "some things you don't shake off very easily" as opposed to actual nerves due to anybody here.

He'll eat, though, including things that are more, ah...generally acceptable, for the sake of not being utterly rude; he can eat reasonably human-normal things once in a while, if he's patient enough with it, and honestly for Isabelle he's willing to put forth the effort even if he's going to hate everything his life has decided to be after the fact.

Otherwise, he can definitely be found at that piano from time to time; he's sticking to classical for the most part, though he'll do other things if requested.]

[mopocalypse]

"The bird!"

[Haruka. Haruka, that isn't even an actual song request. What are you even trying to say.]

This is fun, right, right? I have no idea how this holiday is actually supposed to go, but I think we have everything. Except the sports. You watch sports today, right? Or was that Christmas...

[greatestcool]

[So. Here we are. Ryuunosuke really wasn't sure how well this was going to go and he wasn't really sure he wanted to go, but here we are and so far nothing has been a complete disaster.

...In fact, it's kind of the exact opposite of a disaster. That... sure is food that Tsukiyama can eat, isn't it.

He doesn't want to ask. He really wants to know.]

So uh... It was really nice of Isabelle to invite us! Not that she... wouldn't... I mean, we've got just as much right to be here as everyone else. But uh... it's the thought that counts?

[????????????????]

[feistytrader]

[Silver doesn't bother to approach Tsukiyama, or strike up a conversation.

Instead, he takes his plate of food and heads right over to sit down on the floor next to the piano; he's waiting patiently like a puppy whenever Tsukiyama next shows up.]

[greatestcool]

[We definitely don't say no to Isabelle, and since she was kind enough to provide for Tsukiyama (good job, dogmom, you're the best!! and also really cool) so Ryuunosuke's here as well. Unsurprisingly, he's dressed like a goddamn disaster, though it looks like he's actually gotten new clothes in the same style as the old ones. The bright teal skinny jeans are new, but at least they're not clashing horribly with the black shirt he's wearing. The sleeves are rolled up to his elbows and the collar is open a couple of buttons so that massive scar is visible. He's still wearing that ring Tsukiyama gave him in the hotel, and of course he's still got the leopard print shoes.

For the most part he's pretty calm and happy, though he'll be sticking pretty close to Tsukiyama. Eventually he'll find a seat away from everyone else and he'll get to work on... something. Ryuunosuke's doing a lot of writing while examining a book he's got open in front of him, though it's not in either Chinese or Japanese. It looks like he's actually studying, and judging from just how determined he looks, it seems to be something he's very passionate about.]

[feistytrader]

[It doesn't take long for Silver to gravitate towards Ryuunosuke, who seems to be studying Kalos...ian...]

What are you learning Kalosian for?

[...French, it's French to him, isn't it, and he's learning it because...]

[itsabelle]

Hi Ryuunosuke! I'm glad you and Tsukiyama could make it!

[Since she can't come see them, it feels like it's been forever seeing them in person.]

[mopocalypse]

Yaha, Ryuutan. [Wave wave.] You went shopping, huh? I guess I can't really talk.

[kurechin]

[ so admittedly Kureha doesn't really have any idea what this holiday is supposed to be but there's food, friends and Isabelle made this happen so there really isn't any question of her turning up, is there?

She's even made a point of dressing up nicely, in her Future Foundation suit -- paws and ears still out of course, though. Don't question how she's holding food with them. Just don't.

Once she's downed some food and mingled a bit, she decides to take a turn at the piano when it's free and... yes, she's also playing piano with those huge paws of hers. It is a mystery.

either way, there is a lesbear here who hasn't seen you guys in way too long GET OVER HERE AND HUG HER ]

[queendoms]

[ Fun fact: Futo gets stupidly clingy once she's attached enough to a person. Kureha certainly qualifies.

Which means she gets grandma here divebomb-hugging her from behind at some point. ]

[mopocalypse]

Yaha, Kurehan.

[Sudden Haruka.]

I've pretty much never even heard of this holiday, so I have no idea what to do. Is this the one where you watch sports, or is that Christmas? Tsukiyama-san said there was a parade, but we don't really have that here anyway.

[mindofathief]

[As Kureha plays, Duster folds his arms on top of the piano and listens. He's only heard her once while dead, and he never got a good glimpse of how she got those large paws to play exact keys.

...It will forever be a mystery.

But for now, he enjoys listening to someone else perform while taking a break from the bass.]

[queendoms]

[ Futo joins the trail of people wondering just what the hell this holiday is for. Duster's right, this is way too late in the year to be a good harvest festival..........oh well, it's an excuse to see everyone. Also dogmom, can't disappoint dogmom.

She looks a little uncomfortable in the suit but still manages to rock it somehow. ]

Thine harvests are quite late...but I shan't say no to such an atmosphere.

[ The carnivore over here (why is there so much meat on her plate, how can one person eat this much turkey) will probably be wallflowering for a bit, but damn if those paper shikigami don't come in handy. So one may be fluttering around you or tapping your shoulder. ]

[mopocalypse]

Fuu-chan! [Haruka waves from her own seat.] This is pretty good, huh? I've never had turkey before, so I guess you haven't either, but it looks like you like it enough.

[itsabelle]

[It's been so long since everyone's gotten together like this, and with the Future Foundation and other members, too! She's so happy that everything's going so well, and is doing her best to keep everyone engaged, but she stops every now and then to take a break off her paws. This is nothing compared to standing at the Town Hall desk all day, but even she needs a second every few hours.]

[So, while she's at a table enjoying some Mushroom Stew, why not join her?]

[preybeforemeals]

[You know what, join her he shall.

He's got coffee with him, just because coffee is kind of a Future Foundation staple thanks to a few people that work there, and he'll sit down nearby for the sake of conversation; it's good to see you, Isabelle, how's it going.]

Ah...merci beaucoup for the invitation, Isabelle-san, we really do appreciate it.

[chatwithdeath]

[Though concerned about another in their group, it took insistence from her to go, and reassurance that she would be contacted that finally made Naomi attend. The doctor hadn't actually been planning on it, but there were few opportunities to meet the others outside of these gatherings - she never really made it to any birthday parties which was unfortunate due to work, but she tried to see them. More human doctors could stand to be a thing in Kalos, but she would have to give it time.]

[The spread is great, but Naomi will only pick at some and mingle a little. Otherwise, she's acting as usual by making sure everyone behaves. That includes monitoring the drinks, but would someone spike them tonight? It would be a shame if anyone ended up intoxicated and losing what good food they had eaten so she'll keep her post by the table while enjoying a little wine herself.]

[mindofathief]

[Naomi, you're doing the lord's work by keeping an eye on the food. Duster feels safer already. He's been meaning to talk with more of the members of the previous classes, and he takes the opportunity on his first trip to the punch bowl to chat with her.

Ahem.]

Naomi, right? Hi. I'm Duster.

[mutantkoalabff]

[So you know has been 100x busy? This girl. Allie's kept up what correspondence that she can via letters (ugh, pain, interdimensional texting has to become a thing please) but any of it has spoken of readjusting to life outside murderhotel and involved a side helping of "blah blah potential world ending BS that I have been totally sidelined from but keep trying to get involved in anyway how are you doing"

...with very little actual explanation of what that means um.

It also means she hasn't been able to visit the others at all, so after around three months of no contact, she's beyond psyched- but a little shy, as well. Regardless, she's here and ready to mingle.]

[mopocalypse]

Allie-pyoooon!

[There is a sudden Haruka beside you.]

Happy whatever holiday this is! I'm really glad you could make it over here.