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TDM #4 - Aurora Borealis Bust? [REPRINT]

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette February Issue


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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

2/8/24 | TDM #4 - AURORA BOREALIS BLITZ BUST? Content Warnings: "Further Details" section has independent CW labels.
Forecast: SEVERE BLIZZARD WARNING

REBUILDING HELP REQUESTED

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

A photo taken of the damage.

ACROSS PUMPKIN HOLLOW - City government is requesting aid with repairs to public buildings and local fixtures after the recent earthquakes on Tuesday, January 8th. While there was minimal damage to Town Hall itself, several important buildings sustained damage, including the Magpie National Bank, the South Train Station and the Clock Tower, which is now stuck with hands at 8pm.

Regarding the cause of the earthquake, local biologist Dr. Elias Coldwood was heard to say “There's never been seismic activity here.” And he’s a scientist, so he would know! But clearly this is no longer the case. Perhaps Pumpkin Hollow has a mysterious tiny civilization underground worshiping a destroyer god, planning to attack through the bowling alley, the moment we create a bowling alley. Perhaps not. More on this story as it unfolds, faithful readers.

In the meantime, volunteers to help with the damage to city buildings are invited to meet with Mayor Hellen Poe for assignments.

AURORA TURNS VIOLENT - MYSTERIOUS BLIZZARD INTERRUPTS CHAOS

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

An artist's rendition of last year's view.

ABOVE MARROW ISLE - Despite our earlier report, it turns out that this year's annual aurora borealis season did not turn out to be a pleasant or romantic viewing experience. Instead, starry monsters based off of classic constellations have been attacking the town each time the aurora is in the sky! However, due to some extreme blizzards that have been occurring most nights each month since late January, the aurora has been interrupted more nights than not and the monsters intercepted. Still, the Pumpkin Hollow Safety Board would like to remind everyone to take appropriate precautions during inclement weather, and to tread carefully on clear nights as monsters may still be attacking until late February!

HOROSCOPES

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

What do the stars say about you today?

Capricorn: Do you feel as if you’ve lost something? If not, it’s wise to double-check. Perhaps it’s not something like a button or a key, but your sense of wonder or your self-confidence. Remember, things tend to be in the last place you look.

Aquarius: Something about the year ending made you feel lighter, like taking off a heavy wool coat. Ride this burst of energy as far as it will take you, because the shiny of a fresh beginning tends to wear off quickly.

Pisces: Don’t worry, I don’t believe what everyone says behind your back. You’re not too sensitive or too naive. They’re just jealous. Really, most of the time when they’re whispering, it’s not even about you.

Aries: You’re the sort of warm individual that babies and animals are drawn to. Unfortunately, this may include hungry wolves and swarms of insects. But don’t let that bring you down! We need that sort of personality around here.

Taurus: There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be the best, until you work to stop others from also being the best. That’s called cheating and may lead to you being disqualified from competitions. If you get caught, that is.

Gemini: You know those riddles about the two guards, one who always tells the truth and one who always lies? Well, everyone hates those riddles with a passion. You’ll see for yourself, soon.

Cancer: Wouldn’t you like to know?

Leo: Your incandescent personality often makes you the center of attention. However, that’s not the only thing about you that glows. Moths may flock to you in the dark this week, and so might children afraid to sleep with the lights out.

Virgo: Be careful with your words–they aren’t just the precursors to your deeds, but the manifestation of your will. This is not a week for idioms and metaphors, not for you. Even something like bemoaning a lack of spoons may make eating cereal harder.

Libra: You are, inevitably, the first one heard to say a situation isn’t fair. And it’s not, nor will it ever be. Instead of getting upset, have you ever considered getting revenge? That’s usually more satisfying in the long run.

Scorpio: Ugh, Scorpios. The position of Venus means your usually volatile emotions will be in the doldrums instead. Enjoy this while it lasts I guess. Who knows if you’ll ever experience such peace again, given, well. You’re kind of an emotional mess and no one likes you.

Sagittarius: There will never be another day like today. You must strive to make the day everything you want it to be. No mistakes, now! Consider your choices very carefully. Consider your choice to consider, very carefully.

SUNFIRE'S HEARTH

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

A photo of Mayor Poe's cats, Toffee and Butter, enjoying the view.

ASSORTED LOCATIONS - As the coldest part of the year settles over our fair isle, it is time for Sunfire’s Hearth--- an informal celebration of bonfires and hearth flames, for those unfamiliar! For the months of January and February, a raised platform for bonfires will be lit on weekends, and restaurants and taverns across town will keep their fireplaces lit. Unlike many of our other festivities, there is no structured celebration--- simply make some time during this time to bask in the warmth of a fire! You can even celebrate at home.

An additional benefit of this time of year is that Merrymeet is well on its way. So take this time and get snuggly in front of a fire with your special person to get in the mood for romance! (Or they could be platonic snuggles. Whatever suits you best.)

LOCAL ALCHEMIST REPORTS MISSING POTION

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Some of Mx. Sallek's usual stock. Could stand to have better labels./p>

LOCATION UNCERTAIN - Early Monday morning, local alchemist Aeryn Sallek reported that a large container of magical potion has been swapped with another, and it would seem that the mistaken jug has been sent out for delivery. According to Mx. Sallek, they sent a number of jugs out for delivery in a case with our local delivery extraordinaire, Sam Porter Bridges. The jugs were meant to contain a harmless, potable freeze-resistance potion for our town’s various water sources, in the interest of keeping water reserves drinkable in sub-freezing winter weather. However, when they returned to the shop, one of these potions remained on their counter while a love potion they’d been working on went missing.

“‘Love potion’ is kind of a misnomer, honestly,” Mx. Sallek is quoted to have said on the matter. “But ‘emotional acuity’ potion doesn’t quite roll off the tongue. Basically what it actually does is enhance existing romantic desire and embolden the user to be emotionally open. But Yorick should already know all this, since he’s the one who ordered it.” [Editing note: don’t forget to cut the last part of that comment before publishing. Cecil, you don’t need to include personal statements directed at reporters from these interviews!]

It’s unclear which area of town this particular potion ended up being injected into the water source, but according to Mx. Sallek, the potion was not particularly intense to begin with. It should be significantly diluted as to be harmless. Still, if you notice any strange symptoms such as butterflies in your stomach, a desire to burst into song, or inexplicable yearning, please file a report with the Safety Board at your earliest convenience.

FOOD SHORTAGES PUT STRAIN ON ISLAND ECONOMY

By Yorick Aberdeen

MARKET DISTRICT - While there are many things to celebrate this time of year, Marrow Isle is not without its adversity. Over these past months, many new members of our community have arrived by ferry after our numbers remained small and stagnant for many years. And the presence of our newfound neighbors has been a boon to all of us. Many artisans have opened useful businesses, medical professionals have expanded our access to healthcare, and a new fishing vessel has taken to the seas. However, despite a few additions, our farming community remains quite modest and planting was not planned with such incredible new growth in mind.

The unfortunate result of this is that food reserves on the island this year are uncharacteristically low. As such, Town Council has made the difficult decision to allow for the temporary inflation of food prices and the rationing of food staples.

“We understand the hardship this will place on the residents of Pumpkin Hollow,” said Mayor Poe in a statement after this decision was made. “But please know that we are all in this together. We hope to be able to offer a better incentive package for those interested in farming in the coming springtime.”

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Further Details...


Aurora


The dead of winter sheds all colors of the trees and flowers across Marrow Isle, but tonight, there are no stark whites and grays and browns.



Tonight, in the sky sprawling with stars above the dreary town, there are lights.



Sprawling trails of violet and green twist and wave through the sky, brightening the earth below and the sea beyond Jack's Marina in magical colors. The return of the borealis is something many Pumpkin Hollowites look forward to, and their reactions are very clear: people scurry down to the shores to watch with wide eyes, many retrieve telescopes, and some even borrow the decks of ships, abandoned for the night at the docks, to watch the sights.



It doesn't take long for this to change, however; the sea nor land are safe from the curse, and it's made quickly apparent that the sky is no exception.



At first, the sight seems like none more than an illusion, perhaps someone blinking and missing a strange shift of the lights. A glimmering outline forms around a cluster of stars, only slightly harder than any of the lines that define the aurora's rays. Several of these shapes form, each array of stars different from the last, some larger, some smaller.



And then, the stars begin to fall.



Seeming to peel off the painted sky, the ebbing colors surrounding the starlight drop, crashing to the world below. Some fall to the streets and beaches, while others fall into the forest, leaving view, or drop into the sea, leaving splashes and waves in their wake that ensure any watching knows full and well that this is not a trick of the light. At first, these shapes are unmoving, glowing masses of aurora-light with stars shining brightly within them. Most townsfolk are uneasy, but this seems to pale in severity to the other disasters, even if they lack any idea of what it could mean for them.



That is, of course, until the masses begin to move.



Each one is as varied as the constellation it stole from the sky: stars form suggestions of skeletal structures, and their "flesh", only consisting of swimming lights and liquid sky that steals any lights around them. Two identical glowing shapes rise to a face finally taking form, and slowly, moving more like gel than animal as it rises to freshly-formed legs, it settles on the closest living thing it can find.



There is no calculation in it, nor what seems to be a glimmer of thought.



It simply lunges with intent to kill.





Horoscopes
[CW: Altered emotional states ]


Cecil’s disconcerting horoscopes have the following effects for the next few days:


  • Capricorn: misplaced things, particularly small objects


  • Aquarius: zoomies!


  • Pisces: intense paranoia


  • Aries: Disney princess-like magnetism to local fauna


  • Taurus: insatiable perfectionism


  • Gemini: reversed truth values; lies come out honest, being honest sounds like a lie.


  • Cancer: Pandora-esque curiosity, to the point of personal detriment


  • Leo: radiant glow emanating from your person


  • Virgo: figurative speech is manifested into the world with its literal meaning


  • Libra: a particularly potent desire for revenge


  • Scorpio: numbing of emotions (can be counteracted by love potion, partially)


  • Sagittarius: incapacitating indecision

(Don’t know your character’s sign? Feel free to just decide on one!)




Love Potion
[CW: Altered Emotional States ]


Unbeknownst to the townsfolk, the “love” potion ended up in the water supply of the Oak & Iron. As promised by Aeryn, it is thoroughly diluted, as its recipients believed it to be a normal freeze-resistance potion to be mixed with their water.


The effects are not particularly intense. However, anyone who drinks any of the tavern’s housemade ale or cider, drinks the coffee, or eats any food that might require water to cook will experience symptoms of “emotional acuity”. This involves feeling more emotionally open, more receptive to positive feelings about others, a strong desire for physical or verbal affection, and the intensification of romantic or sexual attraction that you might already be experiencing. It will last about half a day. Just in time to help potentially land you a date for Merrymeet, a flower and fertility festival in early spring!






Famine
[CW: Starvation and food scarcity ]


Food rationing and inflation will have the following impact:



Grocery budgets for apped-in characters will be reduced in their efficacy.
Basic groceries will be only the most minimal of staples. You will likely go hungry if you do not find a way to supplement this.
Bountiful groceries will be reduced to the amount of food normally contained in basic.
Lavish groceries will not be available at all.
Your grocery choices from Activity Check are not able to be modified for this month unless otherwise stated.



Bonuses and Discounts associated with the Farmer and Fisherman jobs are also reduced.
Level 1 bonuses will be reduced to standard, which is to say how they would function for a non-Farmer/Fisherman character during a normal, pre-famine month. (ex. Whereas normally a Level 1 Farmer would get free Basic groceries, they will now have to pay the 50 Brass, but do not have the efficacy of Basic groceries reduced as described above.)
Level 2 bonuses will be reduced to that of a Level 1 Farmer/Fisherman. (ex. Whereas a Level 2 Fisherman would normally be able to have Bountiful groceries discounted to 50 Brass, they now must pay full price for Bountiful groceries. However, they can still get Basic groceries for free and don’t suffer from the famine induced efficacy reduction for either budget.)



Oak & Iron Residents will only be able to receive bland, repetitive meals with their food vouchers consisting of simple broth, plain bread, bland potato dishes, and the like. It is enough to be fed and comfortable but it is incredibly unsatisfying. (This includes all new characters that are not apped-in.) Drinks, however, are still plentiful.



Characters who do not eat will find that their respective sources of fuel will be reduced to just barely enough to keep them functional, provided that they ration carefully. (Ex. Transformers may want to be less active. Vampires will find that victims cannot handle excessive blood loss without fainting and generally prefer to stay home.)



Characters who were present to fight the Mother Crab back in late summer and chose to can some of their crab can use it now!



Hunting, foraging, and fishing can help reduce the impact of these reductions, and people can share their food. You can absolutely die of starvation. After Merrymeet in February, food will return to normal.



sunshinesally: (frown)

[personal profile] sunshinesally 2024-02-16 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"...I don't know if that's true for all of us, dear." There's a bit of pain there. "I think some folks decided that wasn't how they wanted their lives to look, and left someone else hanging."
sunshinesally: (joyful)

[personal profile] sunshinesally 2024-02-16 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't worry, First Aid, Gwen is starting to learn to smooch! She leans forward and smacks her little face against his, then laughs.

"Good job, sweetie! That was a good kiss!" Sally applauds, her tone emphatic for Gwen's benefit. "She just learned how to do that, isn't it cute?"
redlightgreenlight: (Kinda Happy)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-02-17 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know." She shrugs. "I haven't been here long. Is there anything you think a newcomer should know that isn't in the welcoming pamphlet?"
redlightgreenlight: (Unsure)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-02-17 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Your world sounds a little nicer than mine."

She does her best to not show her dislike of the smoke, it smells far stronger to her than to most, but she manages to keep her expression pleasant at the very least.

"You said there are demons here?"
tisnotthehouse: (noisemaze)

[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-02-17 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
They will absolutely have the time to learn everything about each other, Tarantulas will make sure of it. Ryja is his now, and he will allow nothing to separate them. Nothing!

Her hand is cold on his abdomen, but he presses into it anyway, raising his rear end and wiggling it slightly. "You can pet me, if you want to," he tells her encouragingly. "It feels nice." He nuzzles her again while he considers things. "It will be no struggle for me to treat you as female. When I visited Caminus, one of our lost colony worlds, the female Cybertronians I met there were very much like you. They were tall and strong, with curvy bodies --" One of his legs taps against the outside of her thigh indicatively, "and great strength of will. Although they are ruled by a parliament, the final authority on Caminus is the Mistress of Flame, who is said to interpret the will of the divine." Left unsaid is whether he believes this for himself, or if he even believes in gods at all. It's beside the point. He wants Ryja to know that he respects her, and that he sees nothing strange or worthy of scorn in her reality.
deadmansdisco: (chattin')

[personal profile] deadmansdisco 2024-02-17 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Was he? Probably not. But he can't just admit that he was picking up trash for no particular reason. Think, think.

"I'm going to... tumble it into sea glass." A beat. "Somehow. I haven't figured that part out yet. Hopefully without throwing it into the sea?"
Edited 2024-02-17 01:18 (UTC)
deadmansdisco: (a heem heem whimper)

[personal profile] deadmansdisco 2024-02-17 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
A doctor? Ohhh, he knew how this was going to go. He'd seen doctors upon doctors at some point. Yes, his insides are falling apart. Yes, he was pretty much a lost cause, and might as well just keep going how he's going with what he's got left.

He can't help but note that this doctor has kinder eyes, though. Seems to look straight at him without quite so much shame, although the pity is still there. (Only himself to blame, on that - he was being pitiful.) That's likely why he didn't opt to lie about his name.

"Harry," He mumbles, struggling to keep his words as steady as he can. "Harrier."

Don't say "Harriest." That would be stupid. (He fights the temptation with vicious determination, and almost doesn't manage to resist it.)
Edited 2024-02-17 01:18 (UTC)
pineapplesalmon: (a gentle joking smile)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-02-17 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"You were, but I didn't want to risk forgetting." César then laughs warmly and shrugs. "... right. I forgot it worked in Nihon that way." He's using the relaxed way of saying it because he's a NERD.

César grins wider at the wink. "If you can, you can, and if you can't, I've got enough for a casual dinner. We can just switch the days this year." He almost jokes Or you can mug me then cook dinner, but doesn't know if it'd be well received.
pineapplesalmon: (all in a day's work)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-02-17 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Mushrooms might be the best bet....."

Ah, but then she reveals herself to be a druid, and César trails off. With a wide grin, César gently puts the wrapped meat aside on a once again conveniently placed wall. A moment of his hands together, and then he opens them to reveal a bright blossom.

"I can't do much yet, but I can do this. Magnolias. Since it's similar to her name. Mairi has been showing me the ropes."
pineapplesalmon: (affectionate)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-02-17 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
César sits back and hmms. "... a lot of people seem to be shacking up? People are still capable of finding love, here. There's still hope."
pineapplesalmon: (a chin touch moment)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-02-17 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
:) Lamb Chop's Play-Along.

"Girls are usually a little less worried about being cool than boys. Rex finds me absolutely nerdy and thinks I might be a workaholic when I really just had to save the world. But I'm sure she'd find you awesome." Stupid 'love' potion, not that César's thinking about his openness.
pineapplesalmon: (is something gonna happen)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-02-17 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, she's... not going to be wanting to talk much, probably.

During the very beginning of the call, Mary was mentioned as the other person stuck in the library for the night. The lady he's gone sweet on (to say it as gently as possible), Magne, is happy to know he's safe. She doesn't have to worry about him getting holed up someplace randomly and unable to get back tonight. The conversation isn't long, but it's clear they're on quite friendly terms. (César, it's impossible for you to stop being a wife guy, huh?)

César watches her for a moment, unsure. He wants to make sure she's all right before he goes off to the science section.
lasthumanvoice: (and says what he wants to say)

[personal profile] lasthumanvoice 2024-02-17 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"...no sweet potatoes?" Look, he has been very much living on Infinite Yam, to the point where carotenosis is a very real concern. A meal made by someone else, without them? That is a fantasy to cling to.
skeletonkeay: (weary smile)

[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2024-02-17 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a single one."
maskedstarbunny: (Default)

[personal profile] maskedstarbunny 2024-02-17 10:52 am (UTC)(link)

Ryja pets him, and for a little bit, the touch absorbs her. He's warm, and she need warmth now. So badly. He's stuck in that form, and she's freezing. What a mess. But at least they can cuddle. As she listens to him tell her of the female Cybertronians and Caminus, she lets herself relax for the first time since Aster took her.

"Thank you. I do not know if there are words for what I am, or the way my body is. Whatever the variety of woman I might be called, I am one." Leaving the village wouldn't have taken so long, if she wasn't.

"And you? Taran was much like Ryja Skov-Fisher-Thule, in a different direction." She won't make any assumptions. Not like when she first left the forest and kept making very silly mistakes. Fortunately those she met back then were too amazed by meeting a Viera to notice.

tisnotthehouse: (spider eyes)

okay to timeskip?

[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-02-17 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, of course," Tarantulas awkwardly agrees. "That seems sensible." He'll have to tidy the place up a little, so Eddie doesn't feel too uncomfortable. At least he managed to cover and seal the new hole in his kitchen wall before he lost access to his hands.

"Feel free to come by any time," he says quietly. "I might be busy, but I'll make time for this."
lovinglefthand: (Default)

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2024-02-17 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"I really appreciate that."

First Aid vents air slowly. "I keep thinking, 'okay, this it. I've got this place figured out and I can start building a routine.' And every time it finds some way to surprise me for the worse. Do you ever feel like that?"
listenforbirdsong: (doin spells and shit)

[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-02-17 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Yeah, let me help."

Using Shape Water, Mairi creates an orb of tumbling water in midair, into which she tosses a few rocks.

"Stick that bad boy in there."
sistermagnetic: (smiles)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-02-17 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
She can't even say that she's noticed to call him out because she's never heard it any other way, except for the times that she's heard it from the international types doing interviews. It'll be hilarious when someone else calls him out, if they ever do.

"I'm supposed to get you something, and then White Day is your day to do something for me, but I think we're in exceptional enough circumstances that we could just do it all at once." She seems quite pleased with this idea. She might have given him a look over the joke, but she's already got something of an idea for the night, herself. Mostly, she wants to be able to help, especially given it'll be their first time doing something together that doesn't have something immediately to do with work, injury, or the village. They should both be able to make themselves a good meal for the occasion.
somebodychildofanyone: (pic#16676544)

[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-02-17 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmhm." River sighs. "The writings on 'em I've been able to read suggest they're real pricks too. Compelled to feed on vice and misery or face starvation and death, which is a hell of an incentive to start with, and then they've got," ever seen one-handed jazz hands, Valids? "Royaltyyyyy. There's been a few attacks already, and attempts to kill the princes in person that I've been able to observe...didn't...wwwwwoooooorrrrrrrkkkkkkkk...."

River's still kicking that pumpkin-headed bastard's ass if he comes around again next year. Absolutely let her down. Fuck that guy.
somebodychildofanyone: (pic#16676545)

River La Croix | OC (Dungeon Life Quest) | Existing Player

[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-02-17 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Cult of the Nails | Infernal Arms & Armor

Wake up babe, it's 4 A.M., time for your "River runs the only PC forge in town" prompt.

Though in greater seriousness, things are busy. River's professional time is consumed with repairing and maintaining the local militia's weapons, helping with decorations for Merrymeet, and the bit where the ironic cult of nails (as in, the small pointy bits of metal you hammer into things) started by her apprentices as a joke about how much River fucking hates making nails seems to be gaining. Well. Lore. Between the three of them the elves of Infernal Arms & Armor have produced several "hymns" they sing while working on long and tedious tasks, and anyone mentioning nails in the forge is going to be subjected to her two smart-ass students casting their gaze to the sky and calling out, "the naiiiiiiiiiiiiiils!" with all evidence of divine rapture.

She really hopes there's no negative consequences for this, but her worry is not stronger than her need to Commit To The Bit.

How Do You Walk In - FUCK | Oak & Iron

Merrymeet is coming up and River's got big plans (to be the trophy on her girlfriend's arm), but it turns out, when you plan something, it helps if you prepare for it. There's snow everywhere and frequent monster attacks, so there's really only one arena to try this out.

So.

One may find River at Oak and Iron of various evenings, bringing a pair of heels with her so she can practice. The early attempts are, well, poor. She may need rescues from trips and falls, or, y'know, you can watch the town's local necromancer plant her face in the floor, that also works.

But since she's here anyway, River's also open for conversation or chess.

(OOC: Due to my own incompetence at chess I'd rather not thread the finer details of the game move-by-move.)

From First Principles | Festival Green

Heels aren't the only thing River is practicing. She's recently taken up smoking after Erik (you know, the whore?) got her a gorgeous skull pipe for Givingstide, and now River can be found on the Festival Green every now and again, seemingly just smoking. Seemingly. She's actually meditating, and as February advances, her behavior changes. She starts passing her hands through the smoke, almost ritualistically, then grasping at...something.

Come ask her what she's doing. Or maybe you can be there when she reaches into the smoke and plucks a small flame from it, like a candle's, to hold between her thumb and forefinger while she laughs her musical, bright laugh of joy.
pineapplesalmon: (a gentle moment)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-02-17 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
It will be hilarious, but he'll also keep doing it. As messed up as her country is when it comes to gender politics and identity, it's still where she's from. (Also, he's trying to see if he can brainworm half the population into using Nihon or Nippon before someone mentions it's called Japan in English for his own amusement. Call it a harmless social experiment!)

"That's how we do it back home. But I've put you at a disadvantage for preparing, then." César's been literally preparing/thinking about this for at least a week, but he'd absolutely love being able to cook a meal together. They haven't had much purposeful time together yet, mostly just finding it during the day. Too much has been happening.
lightconductor: (intent)

[personal profile] lightconductor 2024-02-17 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Watson attempts to not look sceptical about this claim.

"Look, you needn't -- I'm in no dire need. Please, take it back."
sistermagnetic: (c:)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-02-17 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
If he ever lets her in on this it'll be fascinating to monitor and report back to him if she encounters it in the wild.

"Then maybe that'll be the new tradition, at least until someone else comes along that knows the proper protocol. For now, I look forward to seeing what you can gather up. Maybe by then we'll have something a little more substantial to do with all this-" She raises the bone that she's still holding.
lasthumanvoice: (there goes your freedom of choice)

[personal profile] lasthumanvoice 2024-02-17 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Cecil pulls Gerry in for a kiss with very little warning, because a meal without sweet potato sounds like heaven. Also, so does the kiss.