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[skybluejeep]

Characters: Open to all!
Date: June 23rd
Location: Wood sector, open market.
Situation: A very late "Memorial Day" barbecue, bring your own beef!
Warnings/Rating: N/A. C'mon, it's a barbecue.

[There's two grills, one for meat, one for veggies. (We don't want our vegetarians getting cross-contamination, now do we?) They're pretty basic, just some wood-burning open barrels with grills over top. Feel free to come on by, bring some food to share around, and hang out with your friends. Or glare across the way at your enemies! We're all good here.]

Comments

[strategisch]

Living in the Wood Sector, it would be downright rude if Armin did not join in on the festivities. And besides, the smell of cooking wafting up into the trees was very enticing. He brought some sausages to share, and after putting them on the grill, tied his hair up so it would not get in the way of what he was eating. He wasn't sure what it was called-- several chunks of meat and vegetables cooked on a skewer-- but it was very delicious.

People were milling about cooking pits and bonfires, talking, laughing, playing... The scenery reminded him of home. The good times, at least. He couldn't help but smiles a little.

lemme know if this is okay

[problematical]

River was sitting on one of the benches that had been set around the area for the partygoers, and the empty skewer stick in her hand likely meant she'd already eaten. Now she was watching the others mingling though making no apparent effort to join them. As Armin passed near her however, she commented, "The good times are the important ones."

mind-read away!

[strategisch]

"Huh?"

Armin looks around, spooked as he hears someone say something he has just thought, nearly simultaneously. It must be a coincidence, but the odds are still so slim. His eyes land on the little dark haired girl, who immediately strikes him as a bit... Odd. Why? He can't put his finger on it.

"Were you the one that just said that?"

[backwordscompatible]

[Weren't she and Korra just talking about a party not too long ago? Granted, they had been thinking a little more along the lines of unnecessarily fancy dresses and class dance moves...but this worked too. Very much so.]

[As did the duel-wielding grills. Although veggies alone wouldn't cut it; grabbing one of the cooking tools to the side, she pushed a few of the skewers to one side. Just enough room for a few of her soy-based hot dogs to cook, with the necessary condiments (ketchup and pickled relish) waiting nearby for when they were fully ready.]

[watcheslanterns]

[Rapunzel's always curious about cooking, so when she sees the new food going down on the grill she makes her way over to take a peek.]

What are you making?

[backwordscompatible]

Soy Dogs.

...they're better than they sound, I swear.

[fearlessherosheart]

[ Free food? Count Tazendra in. She even brought a few cuts of meat, to be courteous. ]

Well! This certainly is an interesting custom, to cook outside when one is at home.

[shorttempered]

Yeah, well, when it's nice like this, why not cook outside, you know? We had barbecues all the time back home.

[Hands his bag of grill-friendly veggies (or whatever the Keeliai equivalent was called) off to whoever's cooking at the time.]

[fearlessherosheart]

I do not know. Perhaps because I have spent so long camping.

[watcheslanterns]

[Rapunzel has come with desert! She managed to find enough ingredients to put together a simple fruit pie. She'll be happy to share a slice with anyone who wants some. With a bright smile on her face she greets everyone she sees, whether she knows them or not. Ever since the attack she has been doing her best to keep everyone's spirits high and this get together was a perfect way to do just that.]

[skybluejeep]

Hey! Hi.

[Stiles is presiding over the grill, because how hard could it be? He's watched his dad do it dozens of times. He puts his tongs down and jogs over to Rapunzel, a grin on his face too.]

Welcome to Manly Cooking. Where I will cook things for you in a manly way.

[watcheslanterns]

[Rapunzel has a special smile that's just for Stiles, though it only varies slightly from her usual bright disposition.]

And how exactly does the manly way of cooking vary from the usual way of cooking?

[12goingon113]

[We're sorry, but...did someone say fruit pie? Because there are few people on the Turtle who love a good fruit pie like this guy right here.]

WwwwooooooooOOOOOOooooooow. Did...did you make that?

[watcheslanterns]

[Rapunzel laughed and nodded.]

I did! Would you like some?

[garou]

[ Stiles is cooking? This is going to end with something on fire, isn't it. Derek's not hovering, but he is watching Stiles, making sure he doesn't, you know. Burn himself. Or anyone else. ]

[skybluejeep]

[How dare you, sir. How. Dare. You. Stiles is awesome at grilling. Well, his dad is. Genetics means you can grill, right?]

[jinzhong]

[Okay, so there's a barbecue. Only problem: Jackie has no idea how to cook. As a compromise, he'd haggled with one of the kedan merchants for something that looked a fair bit like pork, and hopefully tasted like it, and brought it to the grill.

Oh, man. He wishes that Mrs. Chu was here. All he knows how to do with food is eat it. He tentatively puts the porkish meat on the grill and stares at it.

And...there goes that voice in his head again! Man, it's driving him nuts. Look! he hears it say.

Jackie calmly accepts that he is both kinda dead and also going crazy.]

[denyamenti]

[ For all that Bakura intended to avoid the bulk of the festivities, the barbecue seems pretty "self yourself" so he might as well make use of it. He's also purchased a few skewers of meat from a vendor, but seeing Jackie staring at his would-be meal uneasily makes him detour for a moment. ]

Perhaps if you asked it nicely.

[runrightround]

[A barbecue is such a normal thing that Wally is surprised that it's actually happening.

It doesn't stop him from tending to some hot dogs on the grill, though. He's actually concentrating a lot over here, grilling is an exact science.]

[wintershepherd]

Now there's a guy who knows his barbecue.

[ Jack is perched, defying gravity, on the top of his staff nearby, mostly to keep out of people's way and also because it was the best spot for people watching. His words are teasing but light, obviously a well meaning joke. ]

[gearshifting]

[If there is something Richie can never turn down it's food. And the fact it's for a familiar holiday set inside an unfamiliar festival makes it kind of amusing. But still. Food. He didn't bring anything himself, but really who wants food cooked by a teenager who can't making anything outside of a microwave that isn't scrambled eggs?

Richie slathers some melted cheese and ketchup over a hot dog.]

Compliments to whoever put this all together. Nothing hits the spot like cheesy meaty goodness.

SORRY RICHIE

[problematical]

They're not really dogs, there aren't any dogs here. There are animals like cats though.

[ Prooooobably not what Richie wanted to hear just before taking a bite, but given what some of the Outer Rim worlds ate... ]

[iwannabeadragon]

[Hawke never heard anything about a barbeque. In fact he come across purely by chance. Well, maybe not purely by chance. The moment Notch's nose caught wind of food his ears perked right up and he followed the trail. Of course, Hawke went with him, curious to find what his dog was after. That and to keep him out of trouble.

When they find the party Hawke chuckles and scratches Notch behind the ears.]

Hungry eh?

[Notch woofs happily in answer.]

[kazilik]

[Iskierka is not one to miss the scent of meat wafting about. So she is likely lurking as well, and brightens when she sees Hawke and Notch.]

Oh, hello!

[superoverachiever]

[Ava's feeling the whole barbeque idea. She's all about staying focused on the war, but a break every once in a while can't hurt. And sunshine and burgers appeal to her particular sense of partying, so she seems to be a in pretty good move when she shows up.]