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

[crocodilesmiles]

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.

Comments

[crocodilesmiles]

( The gesture makes her grin widen, and she laughs. )

Good! We've got to get this -- ( she taps it with her fingers ) -- hung up on the wall over there, by the start of the buffet line! I've got tape, and lots of it. Think we can do this?

( She totally has the lower corners covered! Plus holding the center up, as long as someone else handles the upper corners. )

[khajidont]

Yeah, sure. [He grabs onto one end and walks over to where Collette directs him almost immediately, and straightens it out across the wall. It takes him a moment to realize that he had done so without any questions whatsoever, and he looks over to Collette to ask,] Wait, what're we covering the wall with paper for, exactly?

[crocodilesmiles]

( The belated question prompts her into laughter. )

Getting the wall ready for signing! I want to ask people to sign for things they're grateful for, whatever comes to mind. Or draw, or something like that. It sounded like fun sometime around three this morning!

( She rolls on over, one hand coming up to hold the center of the paper steady for Jaime. )

Arts and crafty, I guess.

[khajidont]

I think I did something like that when I was elementary school, [Jaime muses, holding one hand towards her to beckon her to pass the tape.]

So very arts and crafty. Just don't ask me to actually draw a hand turkey. [He did those in elementary school too, and his always looked like he must have suddenly lost all his fingers as he drew them. His parents had hung them on the fridge anyway with the big, plastic magnets he used to play with.

He leaves off the teasing tone for a moment, because he's being sincere with what he says next.]

It's a good idea, getting it all written down. This whole dinner's a good idea.

[crocodilesmiles]

Hey, I did the painted one, you can add another one in for flavor!

( She jokes, handing over the tape without indicating the very orange handprints on the paper, artful use of pen creating eyes and legs and all the sum of parts that equals one whole turkey.

She's not sure what to say about any of this being a good idea. She likes to think so. It's nice hearing so from someone else. )

Um, yeah. Thanks! I thought... well, I did this last year, and I thought maybe this year something more for anyone who wanted it was better. Besides, only a few people are left from last year as it is, and one of them -- ( she says with a snort ) -- refused to come to that dinner altogether. This is good.

[khajidont]

Maybe I'll leave that for one of our non-humans and get some seriously pointy hand-turkeys in here, [he quips, ducking his head to look over at Collette's before sticking some more tape onto the middle of the sheet.]

I dunno, I think it's good to stop and count our blessings. [He pauses, sucking on the inside of his cheek before admitting:] Cheesy as that sounds. Is the guy who refused to come last year planning on coming this time?

[crocodilesmiles]

He's helping set up.

( She admits, that earning a smile out of her that's almost sweet while it's definitely happy. )

I think he might even stick around for dinner this year, even when that means being -- ( she gasps, opening her eyes wide in mock horror ) -- social!

( Pointy turkeys... that'd be a sight to see! )

[khajidont]

It's hard to avoid being social here. He might as well get some good food in while he's at it.

[He sticks a little more tape to the other corner, then takes a step back to look at their handiwork. He shoves his hands into his pockets, then glances over at Collette, a returning smile playing over his lips.]

Who knows, maybe he'll even think of something to write about on this list of yours.

[crocodilesmiles]

Haha, I bet he can! Something deep and mysterious like... "I'm thankful for free food."

( She wheels back a step or two, looking up at the entirety of the paper. )

Looking good here, Jaime!

[khajidont]

Technically all the food here is free. It's just not usually very good.

[Jaime takes a couple steps back as she does, then gropes around behind him on the table until he comes across a pen. He holds it between his index and middle finger, waggling it in Collette's direction.]

So, d'you want to do the honours of the first signing?

[crocodilesmiles]

( She grins, holding out her hand, palm up, for the pen. )

Sure! What's that they say, about the pen being mightier than the sword?

[khajidont]

I think you got that exactly right. [He hands it over.] They haven't gotten it all technologically updated yet, but for some reason the keyboard is mightier than the sword just doesn't have the same ring to it.