housewarming ✿ open

[hymnals]

Who: Adra and all y'all
When: About a week after the dungeon; in the afternoon and going on until evening
Where: Adra & Gil's house
What: HOUSEWARMING MINGLE come eat the enchanted food
Rating: this is a family log

✿ THE HOUSE ✿ Adra's house is a cozy stone cottage on the outskirts of Caissa, close enough to the sea that one can hear the breaking waves throughout the day. This afternoon, there's light, cool rain falling intermittently, tapping in a rhythm at the windows and roof. Fortunately, the kitchen is warm, bright, and welcoming. Its counters and tables are covered with freshly prepared foods of all kinds, and there are plenty of chairs for visitors who might like to sit and relax. A door from the kitchen leads out into the garden, which is not quite yet fully landscaped, but which boasts a promising array of flowers (orchids, roses, lilies, tulips, etc) and herbs. Adra's also cultivating strawberries, tomatoes, lettuce, and so on; the strawberries and cherries in particular are ripe for picking. Adra has strung enchanted, floating fairy lights all over the garden; they cast a soft, ethereal glow over the paths and carefully tended patches of greenery. At the garden's center, there's a clear pond filled with red and pink lotus blossoms. Back inside, a visitor might like to rest in the den. There's a roaring fire in the hearth, and sitting near it for a short while offers a boost to the weary spirit. Soft, plush chairs and couches fill this room, making it ideal for lounging. The tables are covered with books borrowed somewhat indiscreetly from the library; they deal largely with the magic and history of Enprise. Adjacent to the den is Adra's study. In here are half-empty bookshelves and antique rolling desk covered with neat stacks of papers, boxes of quills, and numerous pots of ink, each one in different, brilliant colors. His journal is somewhere here, too ... Finally, down the hall one will find a half bathroom and, across from that, the door to the second bedroom--belonging to one Gilgamesh. The master bedroom, belonging to Adrasteius, is at the end of the hall. There's a full bath in there, but this room is definitively locked. ✿ THE SPREAD ✿ As usual, Adra's gone over the top in his preparations. For drinks, there's a sweet, refreshing punch; delicately pink and decorated with sprigs of flowers. There are pitchers of sparkling ice water, jugs of wine and spiced mead, and plenty of glasses to share. Though Adra does not eat meat himself, he prepares it ably; there's a honey-glazed, roasted turkey in the center of the table, right beside a carving board heavy with seasoned, hand-carved slices of fresh beef. Red potatoes, bright with paprika and salt and glistening with pats of melting butter, are arranged in wedges around the turkey. There are woven baskets of steaming rolls, flaky and soft; platters of carrots and broccoli and asparagus; enormous bowls of belly-warming soup filled with thick wheat noodles, sliced egg, and shredded cabbage. At one end of the table, there's a plate of burgers, along with small dishes to fix them--bacon, crispy onions, sauteed mushrooms, and all the necessary condiments. He has plates of savory pies, filled with beef or pork or chicken; steamed and fried dumplings stuffed with meat and spring vegetables, plump and perfectly shaped. The desserts are similarly extravagant: he has a plate of meticulously crafted flower and fruit cakes; some look like ripe, blushing peaches, others, he shaped into red orchids, lotus blossoms, or golden roses. He's made a chocolate tart so dark that its smooth, sugar-dusted surface shimmers reflectively in the overhead light. Cupcakes of all kinds are scattered here and there, as well as an extravagant, multi-tiered confection dripping with fudge sauce, encrusted with sliced strawberries and vibrantly colorful, fondant flower petals. There are loaves of warm banana bread; fruit tarts glittery with rainbow sugar crystals; and, under glass, an assortment of flavorful macarons baked to look like something plucked right from the starry sky. But the most important thing about Adra's lavish banquet is this: all of the food is enchanted, laced with magic meant to inspire feelings of comfort and security. Eating it may conjure up familiar, welcome sensations or memories--nothing sorrowful or painful, and only as specific as you'd like. It could be something as simple as the feeling of a fuzzy blanket on a cold day, or as complex as a particular soothing memory. In all cases, the intended effect is meant to inspire calm and ease.

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artoria pendragon of the hamster class is open to all

[armorial]

WE ARE OUTSIDE IN THE RAIN (NOT)

[ This is Saber. She has been invited because Adrasteius is her old roommate and nothing more than that. Of course, with the money she got from the previous dungeon, she has brought a housewarming gift. It is a vase that holds many golden lilies.

That's to say, her holding it with both arms is not the trouble, but it's tall... for the King of Knights. She may be scurrying quickly on her way or maybe you found her trying to find the door, having to peek around the vase and flowers she's holding. She might bump into you or ask you to open the door... Most likely bump into you. ]

Excuse me.

[ And it may be that she is walking the wrong way into the house? Elsewhere? ]

FATE/STAY IN THE KITCHEN

[ This is the trademark "Saber is here, eating in peace by the corner" prompt. As... Said, she's here in the kitchen, but taking as little space as she can. In what ways? Her actions are small, gestures gentle, and she is only taking one snack at a time. It's polite and also considerate of others, but those who do know her know that she's a ravenous beast in disguise. However, she's just eating here...

Not talking to anyone.

Just here.

Actually, she has been snacking for an extremely long time if you think about it. Her cheeks seem stuffed, but its size decreases in a second and another snack takes its place. She is daring to eat more than one now, shifting her eyes to make sure no one is taking notice. Maybe... Three at a time now? If someone approaches her, she may start choking from trying to eat all of this before they arrive. Help. ]

WILDCARD!

[ Shoot me whatever including dumping punch on her head, I'll roll with it. Saber doesn't... usually do anything in particular, so I'm sorry for the I AM JUST HERE prompts. ]

fate/keikaku doori

[babbylon]

[Gilgamesh has cake!

Gilgamesh has a target for said cake, but he can't quite seem to find them... or rather, her. Why so short, Saber? There's so many people here, it's difficult to pick her out of the crowd, until he stops looking in the crowd outright. He retreats to the kitchen instead, and sure enough, Saber's minding her own business there and chewing away on her snacks like a chipmunk with its cheeks stuffed full.

So cute. But no, Gilgamesh's offering is the superior is the superior offering! Cake it is, cake it must be!]

Try this, too.

[Gilgamesh offers the plate to Saber, with its decorated, finely frosted slice. He waits eagerly for her judgment, a dog wagging an invisible tail.]

[armorial]

[ Usually, she doesn't take Gilgamesh's presence kindly and would leave rather than breathe the same air. However, things have been going well? And this food has put her in a good mood, so she doesn't hike to the hills when she even feels his presence approaching.

She merely stays quiet, but notices the cake being offered to her. At first, she considers that it may be a trick of some kind? It's just natural to assume that, but she reconsiders after a while.

She'll take it.

And eat it.

But not look at him. Her aura is kind of flowery as she eats it, so it must be satisfactory. ]

It's well made. [ Still not looking at him, as if she's talking to someone else completely--or maybe to no one at all. ]

[babbylon]

[Oh... so lovely, so radiant, so fair...

She finished it already? Better get another plate! Gilgamesh scuttles off from whence he came, and returns just a minute or so after, bearing the gift of more cake. Where did he get it? Who cares! Have another slice, Saber, courtesy of the King of Heroes.]

Do not restrain yourself. I would hear your true feelings on the matter.

[He's sure taking this cake awfully seriously. Perhaps there's a greater motive behind it?]

[armorial]

[ She's so confused as to why Gilgamesh is going so far as to welcome her to their home... And offering her cake. She can understand maybe one time, but he comes back with another??

She thinks about whether she should reject it, seeing that there are other guests, but it's so tempting. It takes her a moment to contemplate before carefully taking it in the most subtle way possible. She'll eat this at a slower pace, as if savoring it. ]

As said before, it's well made. [ She's not sure what else does he want to hear? She's not good at expressing herself, let alone what she enjoys. ]

I especially like the addition of fruit to the cake. It also has an airy texture despite look rather heavy. Can you not eat a piece, Gilgamesh? [ WHY ARE YOU INQUIRING WHEN YOU CAN EAT IT YOURSELF? ]

[babbylon]

[He's beginning to get the impression that Saber was actually more than a little socially awkward... which, while to be expected, was rather amusing in itself. She may have been accustomed to casual conversation at obligatory parties and gatherings, but she probably wasn't used to talking about herself. She was, after all, the supposedly selfless King of Knights. Her heart belonged to the people, even if it remained too distant in the end.

But ultimately she does manage a bit more. It brings a softer smile to his lips, especially the invitation.]

Here. I will try some with you.

[Gilgamesh picks up a spare fork sitting on the counter, and coming a little closer, starts sharing the slice with Saber. Thankfully, it's large enough for both of them.]

It is quite good. Adra's very talented in the kitchen, it would so seem.

hello little hamster

[showsnopiety]

[Caren thought that maybe looking at how the food was made would make her feel better. Nope, still feeling kinda off about it all. But hey, it looks like she can grab more wine from the jug! Someone must have left it here...

...oh for gods sake. Saber the hamster starts choking on her food.

Caren, in a fit of good will, turns her around, and gives her a sound clap on the back with one cupped hand.]

hamtoria when we work together it's much better

[armorial]

[ That hit against her back helps her gulp down the food she shouldn't have tried to horse down. There's a refined(?) wheeze after she escapes death. ]

Caren. [ Instead of being reminded of the kiss, she's mostly ashamed of this display and grateful. That kiss though... She will address it in the future once she gets second opinions and advice on how to approach this matter.

For now, she considers keeping quiet about it. ]

Thank you. It seems that I might have had more than I can handle. [ Which isn't true. Saber does consider getting some refreshments before coming back to snack though. ]

/face in hands...

[showsnopiety]

[And there it goes. Oh, look, she didn't die. What a pity. But ah, too bad that Saber didn't ask her about it. And really...she pities anyone she does ask, who knows her and Saber both.

...not really she thinks it would be hilarious tbh.]

You tried a little too much at once. Perhaps you should have some water, or punch?

[She raises and eyebrow, considering the woman before her. What a glutton. At least Adra won't have to worry about leftovers.]

[armorial]

[ She will have to consult her bros, Adra and Bolin, before she confronts Caren about it, okay? Soon... Soon. She will inquire and the showdown will happen.

For now she only scratches her cheek. ]

Perhaps I should. [ NERVOUS LAUGH, just kidding. Saber doesn't laugh when she's nervous. ]

I never knew you two were acquainted. [ You and elf brother. ]

[showsnopiety]

[Her poor bros...it will be a mess. And then it will be quite the show down. Yes it will.

There might even be makeouts.]

Guard your hoard. I'll get it for you.

[Not like it's that far away. To that, she shrugs, even as she goes for the water jug.]

I've known him from the start. Sometimes he instructs me on various uses of magic.

stay in the kitchen

[impulsives]

[ Considering that Shinn's also been pigging out, (openly, because hey, free food man, better eat as much as he can) he sure as heck notices the fact that Saber's been here for a hella long time. Which is why when he was about to approach the tables for another bite of food, he noticed this petite blonde girl who looks closer to a hamster right now choking on her food. ]

U-uh, yo, you need some water with that?

[ SMOOTH... SHINN... ]

rude

[armorial]

[ COUGH. HACK!! Oh, God, why does someone have to be here to see her suffer? There's shame. There's embarrassment. But most importantly, she's dying.. She can barely answer with this food stuck along its way, but she nods a couple of times.

It would be greatly appreciated!! Please, take action?! ]

[impulsives]

[ Alrighty then, he's going to just grab a glass of water and p much hands it to her. ]

Here, drink this.

[ An attempt was made. ]

[armorial]

[ Quickly, but also gracefully, she drinks it and the food slides down easily. She is content... and saved. ]

Thank you. [ She recognizes the voice. ] It's a pleasure to meet you in person, Shinn.

[impulsives]

[ There's a bit of a slight surprise as he also recognized her voice. What was her name again... he knew it had something to do with a weapon. ]

Saber, right? Didn't know you appreciate food a lot.

the superior f/sk thread is here

[hoasen]

[Saber...are you sneaking food.

Now, Adra was insistent on making all the food, but Vietnam doesn't feel right not helping. Which is why she did prepare a few things, and is wondering if Saber was...already hungry.]

I have some other foods too, if you are interested in them as well. [Finger foods like springrolls and the like. Stuff you can put into your mouth without dying.]

spring rolls makes this the better thread already

[armorial]

Vietnam. It is good to see you. [ Obviously, politeness comes first before food. She has already gotten over he coughing troubles, but the life threatening event doesn't stop her from ogling Vietnam's array of finger foods.

She eyes them like a hawk. ]

They look delicious. However, I am not familiar with this type of cuisine... [ It makes her almost reluctant, not sure on how to approach eating them. Does she pick them up? Is there etiquette she should know?

IS THERE

AN ACCOMPANYING DIPPING SAUCE? ]

clearly, the best time is always FEAST TIME

[hoasen]

It is nice to see you again too, Saber. [Because it certainly has been a while, and what better way to catch up then over good food! Also so that should Saber die again, Vietnam would slap her back better. What a friend!

And look at that...it's okay Saber. Vietnam is here for you.]

You just pick them up and eat them. Although you can dip here too. [WHY YES, YES THERE IS. And so she picks up a little dish with sauce already prepared.]

I want some spring rolls too

[armorial]

[ She'll delicately pick a spring roll up, scrutinizing it a bit to see if she can tell its contents. She's not picky, but she's curious... And also daring, so into the dipping sauce it goes before it enters her mouth. At least one graceful bite fit for a girl her size. ]

I've never had anything like this before. It isn't intricate, but it's refreshing. [ Munch munch munch munch. She starts eating at a faster rate, but doesn't dip out of courtesy. She would want a separate bowl for herself. ]

What do you call this delicacy?

[ CULTURE THE KING OF KNIGHTS. ]

me too tbh...let's go get some

[hoasen]

[And so Vietnam watches, waiting in bated breath! What will Saber think of her cuisine!]

I like to cook with fresh flavours, it keeps colour no matter how you prepare it! [And she'll make note to set it all up for Saber so that she can feast freely, with her own dipping bowl.]

This is a spring roll! It is something I make quite often at home. I was hoping to share it with everyone here today. How much have you had before of Vietnamese cooking?

[KING OF KNIGHTS, IT'S TIME FOR A FOOD SAFARI.]

kitchen

[hymnals]

[ Adra doesn't notice Saber straight away. He's bustling from here to there, still cooking, and cleaning also as best he can. Greeting people, shooing them away from the oven, so and so forth. At last he has a moment to make a round of the kitchen generally, and that's when finds her, chipmunk cheeks and all.

He's looking a bit peaky already, but he cheers up at the sight of her so thoroughly enjoying the food (or so he hopes). ]

Tori!

[ yep there it is; there's the nickname ]

I'm glad you decided to come. How's everything taste?

[ Is she tasting it? ]

[armorial]

[ At first, she doesn't turn her head despite knowing very well that's the voice of Adrasteius. She only continues to munch... Even as he approaches, she doesn't pay him mind. It goes on with this long silence as she focuses on minding her own business.

But then she notices his eyes are on her. ]

Were you referring to me, Adrasteius? [ She thought "Tori" is someone else, so... She's still dubious, now looking over her shoulder to look for this "Tori". ]

[hymnals]

[ He takes a seat at the table, leaning forward, smiling at her. ]

Of course.

[ Why would she ever think otherwise? His attention is fixed solely on her.

Oh, right ... the name. ]

I can go back to 'Artoria' if you'd rather, though.

[armorial]

No, it is fine. [ You never know, Adra. She is a short one and people can look over her? Even if you, too, are short, that doesn't mean anything...! She's still snacking a bit while watching him, averting her gaze as she repeats the nickname over in her head. ]

I've never been called that before. That's all. However, I do not dislike it. [ She doesn't feel anything in particular about it actually, but she wonders if she'll grow to like it. ]