exsiliumlogs | ( open ) happy moonsgiving, everyone! (forward dated to 11/15)

Date & Time: All Day, November 15th, 3313
Location: Focused centrally on the Moon Base Cafeteria.
Characters: Any and all!
Summary: It's a feast on the moon under the guise of being a new sort of Thanksgiving! Food, drink, merriment, food comas... lend a helping hand, fill a few plates of goodies, and meet friends new and old!
Warnings: None right now. Please PM this account should anything go beyond a "my grandmother is also reading this and that is okay" level of appropriate.
Notes: Tag in action or prose, and please specify a time of day, location, or activity your character is participating in! (Set-up, the feast, clean up, etc.) Feel free to offer multiple prompts, as your heart desires! Also, Collette is asking for people to write something they're thankful for on butchers paper on the wall before getting their first plate of food. This is 100% optional!

In the morning, the setting up begins. It's hard to say what's a morning versus what isn't on the moon, but using the lighting system as a sort of guide, those who offered to help set up the feast or continue on with the cooking will all be there bright and early.

After things are cleaned, the cooking continues on while further set up of plateware and silverware and hard to break glasses are left to those helping hands with a mind for arrangement details. The whole of one section has been converted into a sort of buffet-style lineup, waiting for the dishes to be complete and set at ready. All varieties of the usual dietary fare have been offered, some in greater quantities than others.

Then comes the time where people stopping by or trickling in aren't just turned around or co-opted into assisting; it's feast time, though not before an announcement that each person getting a plate of food must write at least one thing they're thankful for on a large sheet of butcher paper taped up to the wall. There's a variety of colored markers and pens provided, from someone's personal (and eclectic) collection. It's a soft price to pay for free food and plenty of it!

When the feasting has wound down, so begins the clean up. Tired, drunk, well fed, over fed, or simply content, people will be shuffled out or dragged into helping turn the cafeteria back into working, normal form. What decorations were added will need collecting (or stealing), plates and dishes and cooking implements and pots and pans will need washing, and floors a good sweeping and waterless mopping before things are all back in order. Leftovers, if there are any, will need to be placed in sealable containers and put into refrigeration.

And then, blissfully unaware of anything impending on the horizon, to bed, or different haunts, for the night.

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[There's over half of his first serving still on his plate. Seriously, has he eaten at all?]

Guests eat. Hosts run around. That's how it works, yo.

Right now, you're a guest. You're too fucking skinny to not eat up. Like, what is that? [She points at his plate. She looks disappointed.] I'm pretty sure that's not your round two.

You want some of it? I think I took too much.

[... that is doing the opposite of what Ellie said, Jesse. She sighs, pulling over an empty chair and sitting, either because she will eat his food or because she's tired of standing.]

Doesn't look like you ate much of it. Do I have to do the airplane thing?

I ate some while I was cooking.

[No, he didn't.]

Seriously, I'm doing pretty good here.

[She's not sure if she buys that or not, but starts picking at his plate anyway.]

Are you?

[Doing pretty good, that is.]

Yeah. Yeah, totally.

[...He thinks. He doesn't know. He doesn't even look like he knows, the way his brow's all furrowed like he's trying to convince himself just as much as her.]

You look like you're doing a math problem.

What?

Did the--zombies, or whatever they were freak you out?

[Sure, yes. The zombies.]

Yeah, I guess... a little. I'm okay.

Good. Because we took care of that. If there are more, we'll just do it again.

No, yeah. Yeah, I know. You guys did a good job.

You did too, with the superpower rental and all. Pretty fucking cool.

Nahhh, it was nothing. Mostly just sat around on my ass.

[Not that he looks like he particularly wanted to be on the front lines.]

Yeah, you're definitely the kind to sit around on your ass.

[Just like today, right?]

Shit like those things, we've got them all over the place at home. No superpowers, though. So it wasn't just nothing.

[Ellie, when you talk about your home, it makes his life seem like peaches. But he won't say that out loud.]

Yeah, but you know what I mean. Like... Like I can't really do anything, not really.

Anyway, it's cool. Everybody else got the job done, so...

What's really doing something, though? Shooting things? Stabbing things? Shit would have taken a lot longer and been a lot worse if we didn't fuckin' have like... buffs.

[You know, like in video games. Just take the goddamn credit.]

Just... anything.

[He's only half-thinking about zombies now. He's been extra useless in just about everything lately, except when it comes to fucking up. And, well, fucking.

Again, not something to discuss with Ellie.]

But, I mean, I'm glad I could help.

Then you did a thing. [Or whatever. Just as long as he knows he helped, and continues to help. People should know when they do that.]

Is it always this much of a pain to get you to take credit for stuff?

I'll take credit for that kickass pie I made.

It was pretty kickass. Then again, most of this stuff is.

[Foodfoodfood she's tried just about everything. So much of it is new to her. Her stomach is going to kill her tonight, but it's worth it. It's always worth it.]

Good. That's my favorite part, just watching everybody else enjoy it.

You should still eat more. This is pathetic, I've eaten like ten times this.

I'm eating, I'm eating! Gimme some time.

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