Wednesday Group Lunch

[latinumsbetter]

[Sometime mid-morning on Wednesday, the Eatery and Kitchen will suddenly be bustling with activity. First, the sounds of cookery start to trickle out into the hall, quickly followed by some delicious smells. If one peeks in, they might see Lebkuchen kneading dough while Cerejiera gives her some instructions on modern oven use. There are others chopping vegetables, and some point Ranma’s cooking something on the stove. Soon enough, food starts to come out and fill the table. Fresh bread and soup, various other dishes, as well as apfelstreudel and lebkuchen for dessert. To drink, there’s coffee (Vanity) and tea (Sayo) and some kind of fruity, delicious punch that combines peaches, grenadine and something almond-y, reminiscent of something familiar to at least one of you. At the same time, the table starts to be set up, plates and cups levatating through the air with alicorn magic while Aoi has been trusted with…the napkins. Once the table is mostly set, runners are sent out to invite (or strongly encourage, if needed) those missing to a lunch in the Eatery. Which is now for sure 100% safe from Rube Goldberg-esque accidents, courtesy of Alex.

So come in! Grab a seat, a drink, and some food. Time to get to know each other a little better.]


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[rockymountaindie]

...That sounds like...it could be nice.

[ But his voice is low and far from hopeful. Not dour, no. But he doesn't dare to long for something like that. That's always what Clear was good at. At least... That's what he, inexplicably, brought out in her.

Is...she still like that now? Now that she's all alone?

He's grown too used to losing what he's trying to hold onto, and that includes hope. ]

[tailoredfate]

Just keep your head up. Keep your eyes forward. The shadows at your back want you to look behind, they want you to see them. Don't give them that satisfaction.

[There's a slight edge to her voice, but it's a blade not directed at him.]

[rockymountaindie]

[ He can tell they aren't quite talking about the same thing. But still... ]

"Seeing" them's the only defense I've had. If I don't see what's coming, it's like giving up.

[tailoredfate]

Seeing?

[Look. Aglaea knows he means more than just seeing normally with your eyes.]

What do you mean by that?

[rockymountaindie]

[ Despite the last few days, despite what Aglaea has said about herself, Alex still finds himself wanting to clamp down on everything and stay silent. So for a few long moments, he does. He drops his eyes, sucks in a breath through his teeth. ]

...You gotta be...vigilant. Alert. 'Cause sometimes, the- the universe, it's...it's willing to open itself up to you, if you just know what to look for. If you're able to see the signs, that something's coming.

[tailoredfate]

... I see.

[Aglaea's smart enough to understand what he's hinting at. She's also still got enough of her humanity left that she can see just how badly the poor boy's locking up, so. She'll drop it, for now. At least until she can talk to him alone, to see if he's more comfortable opening up a little more that way.]

It's a heavy burden, isn't it? To see more than others do.

[She doesn't mean herself, but... it's one reason she never faulted Cifera for running from the Flame-Chase Journey, when she received her prophecy.]

[rockymountaindie]

[ It's not her fault. Really, it's not anyone here's fault. This is just how Alex has learned to be, in response to the world around him. ]

...S'my responsibility now. Nothing else to do about it.

[ But he's tired. He wishes...

The world isn't kind enough to listen to what he wishes. ]