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!]

Comments

[feistytrader]

...What are her other superpowers?

[Besides getting everyone together, because god damn is she good at that.]

[mopocalypse]

Paperwork, class unity, being impossible to say no to, making you think she's a cute mascot but next thing you know she's a mature adult and also your mom, I think she has, like, seven degrees even though she's just 25, and being the only normal well-adjusted person in our entire class!

[feistytrader]

[You know what, she has a meal ready for Tsukiyama, well-adjusted might not be the best word for it-]

Or at least the most well adjusted out of us.

[...That's not a compliment, isn't it.]

[mopocalypse]

[there are some sacrifices you make when dealing with the Despair Delinquents, and your unwillingness to call around to hospitals asking for organs is one of them, okay]

Yeah. We're kind of a mess, but personally, we're a good mess! Speaking of which, how are you guys doing these days? I mean, I call you all the time, but there has to be something I missed out on.

[feistytrader]

If there is, I don't know about it. I've been spending a little more time in Johto lately.

[Because while Kalos is definitely his home, shrugging off his responsibilities in his world isn't as easy as he thought.]

You should come visit it sometime. I'll show you around.

[mopocalypse]

Silver-kun Country sounds like fun! As long as going there doesn't involve buying nasty medicine from tunnels. Meringue's not even sick. I mean, he had a stomachache the other day, but I think he just ate too many grapes.

[This is delivered in a tone that says, "I'm trying to sound like I have everything under control, please don't think I'm an irresponsible pet owner."]

[feistytrader]

...You know that you can take Meringue to a Pokémon Center anytime, right? If you're not sure, it's good to go back and check.

[And free! ...And Silver doesn't follow his own advice, but. You know. Good Advice For Newer Trainers.]

If I'm around, you can ask me too, and I'll try to help to the best of my ability.

[He's no nurse, but he can help out for sure.]

[mopocalypse]

You really would, Silver-kun? I kinda thought you'd get mad if I was doing something wrong. I mean, not that you're, uh. You're a good person, I just. Kinda get scared sometimes, it's dumb.

[feistytrader]

[...That is a very generous picture of him.

He'll take it.]

I think I'd be more mad if something was wrong and you tried to handle it yourself instead of coming for help.

[They're not supposed to keep secrets anymore, right?]

But even if I was mad, I'd still help you out. You're my friend, Haruka.

[mopocalypse]

Yeah... sorry. Do you want to see him? He's feeling better, but I bet he wants to get out anyway. He likes all you guys.

[feistytrader]

Sure. If he wants to be out, you should let him out, right?

[Weavile bounces a little, eager to see her Psyduck and teach him the ways of the world.]

Just make sure he doesn't eat too much again. That might be a hard lesson to teach him.

[mopocalypse]

Sure, sure! Just a sec...

[She digs in her Passable Bag (still carries that thing everywhere) and pulls out the ball. Meringue is let out, still wearing that ribbon on his head, and happily quacks up at the spread of food.]

No pigging out, Meringue. You know what happened the other day.