crocodilesmiles: (☇ smile in mildly amused disbelief)
Collette ([personal profile] crocodilesmiles) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2013-11-09 04:24 pm

( 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.
moralperil: (makin a hasty exit)

[personal profile] moralperil 2013-11-17 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Right! So I'm not telling you anything! Because there's noting to tell!

[WHEW. THAT WAS CLOSE.]
quackery: (to every night alone goodbye)

[personal profile] quackery 2013-11-17 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
You just said you went dancing!
moralperil: (eep!)

[personal profile] moralperil 2013-11-17 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Curse you and your ability to follow a line of conversation, Ahiru-sis!] We did but... But it's not like it was a date!
quackery: (now it's time to say goodnight)

[personal profile] quackery 2013-11-18 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
But you seemed all excited and stuff!

[A conspiratorial whisper:]

Whatever it is, I won't tell, I promise!
moralperil: (;;;;;;;;;;)

[personal profile] moralperil 2013-11-19 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
I am excited! It's hard not to be. I'll um, I'll say this.

If Jack wanted to date me, he'd want to take it pretty slow for awhile, and keep it a secret because of... of what I am. So I wouldn't be able to say we were dating, even if we were seeing a lot of each other lately.

[Mahdi looks apologetic. Ze'd like to tell the truth.]
quackery: (goodbye goodbye to all)

[personal profile] quackery 2013-11-21 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[She presses her hands together, excited, with a nod.]

I get it! Ah, you'll have to tell me all about it! Or, I mean, how you think it would be if it happened. You know.
moralperil: (laughter is the best medicine)

[personal profile] moralperil 2013-11-24 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, um! I think we might've gone to this theater to steal a dress, and I changed into it and kind of stuffed tissues up here. [Mahdi indicates hir chest area.] We walked a little bit around, and he showed me the city and said we should go to a really fancy restaurant... and then we realized I wouldn't be allowed in! [Mahdi forces a smile.] So we got some picnic foods, and went to Central Park and ate there and laughed for a long time.
quackery: ('cause i wanna leave on top)

[personal profile] quackery 2013-11-24 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
Why wouldn't they let you in? Or, well, why do you think they wouldn't have let you in?
moralperil: (FROWN.)

[personal profile] moralperil 2013-11-24 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
Because I have dark skin. America in 1890 was not a good time for people like me. People even gave me dirty looks for being near him, being on his arm... [Mahdi sighs.] I thought someone would say something. I thought something might happen. Because to... to people who look like you, and Jack, someone like me is not a real person at all.
quackery: (there's only one word left to sing)

[personal profile] quackery 2013-11-24 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
But nobody said or did anything other than the glaring, right? I mean, not to say that's not something important in itself... But they didn't try to hurt you, did they?
moralperil: (relaxed)

[personal profile] moralperil 2013-11-24 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
No.

But that's why I don't want to go back. Even though I stole the dress. It's mean, but part of me thinks, well, I should keep it because they wouldn't want me to have it.

[Mahdi fidgets, biting hir thumbnail and looking pensive for a long moment.]

But, for the longest time... when it felt like it was just like him and me, that was great. We went to a dance hall and everyone was too busy dancing to really care! There was a live band, with fiddles and stuff!
quackery: (goodbye goodbye to all)

[personal profile] quackery 2013-11-25 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
I don't think there's anything mean about not wanting to go back if they were all rude to you.

[But there's a smile, genuinely happy, after that.]

That's so wonderful... You two are both great people, so you really deserve each other. I'm happy. Oh, er, or I would be if anything were going on!