[semi-open] À chacun son goût

[littlecousin]

Characters: Nita, Water Tribe members, other Atlanteans, and anyone they'd invite or trick into accepting an invitation to eat sea prunes
Date: 11/7
Location: Nita's suite, WA-3A
Situation: Sea Prune Night
Warnings/Rating: sea prunes

[Nita's turned into a reasonably good cook in her time here, though whether the concept of "good" applies to sea prunes is a matter of some debate, which she finds inexplicable. Sigh. It's not her fault surface dwellers have bad taste, but it does keep Sea Prune Night exclusive.

She's serving buffet style this time, with a stack of bowls and utensils where people can help themselves, and then settle on a couch or by the poolside to eat. If there's one thing being royalty has taught her, it's that casual parties are way less likely than formal ones to end up with someone upending their plate on someone else's head.]

OOC: This is going to work like a mini party log, so put up your threads/thread starters and tag them as open or closed.

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[open] YOUR HOSTESS...

[littlecousin]

[...is doing Nita things, which in this context mostly involve being cheerful and sitting on pieces of furniture that aren't intending for sitting because whatever she'll sit on a console table if she wants to, especially in her own house.]

OPEN

[relentlesstide]

[It's kind of a miracle Arthur showed up. He probably only came because of Atlantean solidarity, honestly, since he's not in a partying mood lately (his wife having disappeared and all). Still, he knows Garth would say he could use a little socialization now and then, so he ventures forth out of the hermit cave with the beginnings of a pretty rocking beard and a covered plate to contribute.

And maybe he invites a surface friend or two. Because Garth would also say he could use a laugh.

So he shows up at Nita's with a plate of - surprise - sashimi (he is not much of a cook) to add to the buffet, and sticks around a little while for the change of pace it is from caring for a massive turtle egg.]

[littlecousin]

[Nita greets Arthur with a hug, because he's basically family by her weird unspoken rules...and because that beard is worrisome. Beards on kings of Atlantis never mean anything good.]

Hey, Arthur. Thanks for coming.

[relentlesstide]

[Atlanteans apparently have loose definitions of family, but that's alright. Arthur considers her kin in at least some ways, too, just for the fact that she's Atlantean and there aren't very many of them here. So he returns the hug lightly and sets the plate of sashimi down, managing a slight smile.]

Hello. Thanks for the invitation, it's nice to get out once in a while.

[littlecousin]

No prob. Wouldn't look good if I snubbed the King, now would it?

[She pops a piece of sashimi into her mouth, because Nita and decorum don't usually go together.]

[relentlesstide]

Former king. [But he smiles slightly at the comment anyway. Decorum is for losers anyway, not Atlantean royalty.]

I'll apologize in advance, I invited another surface friend. He dumped trash in the canals to get me to come out, I thought it prudent to introduce him to sea prunes. [Mature King of Atlantis.]

[littlecousin]

[She's getting ready to tease him about how kings of Atlantis never stay "former," when he gets to the part about Hal.]

Trash in the canals? Why would he do that?!

[HAL YOU JERK]

[relentlesstide]

To be fair, he cleaned it up immediately. [Because he was threatened to.] No harm done. It was just a stupid stunt to draw me out for a chat. [But a stupid stunt deserving of Arthur's little brand of pranking.]

He isn't awful, once you get past the immaturity.

[littlecousin]

Immaturity I can handle.

[Let her tell you about the New Warriors sometime. Or, y'know, her king of Atlantis.]

[relentlesstide]

I have no doubts about that. [A slight smile.] Still, it's immaturity wrapped in a Green Lantern ring.

[littlecousin]

Not Kyle...

[Kyle can behave himself, and she can't imagine him dumping trash in the canals. He's more likely to stage a home invasion with a construct brass band or something.]

Whatsisname, Jordan?

[She's thinking movie Hal, who made a post as Green Lantern from his suite.]

[relentlesstide]

Brown hair, perpetual bachelor, and less mature than my sixteen year old protege. [He waves a hand dismissively. Lol he hasn't kept up with things very well, he barely remembers there are two Hals.]

[littlecousin]

I, uh, know the type.

[That actually sounds like her boyfriend...the old version of her boyfriend, before there was a temporal anomaly and it turned out he'd grown up while she wasn't looking.]

[relentlesstide]

Then you should be well equipped to put up with him.

OPEN

[animosus]

[Arthur had insisted he come and Hal was still feeling a bit of residual guilt on his methods to contact Arthur and well... who was he to turn down free food?

The food looks a little dodgy, but Hal's had enough experience with space food to at least give it a shot. The moment the taste hits his tongue, he gags and fights down his immediate reaction to spit it out. Arthur would probably be more upset with him if he did that than the time he made him believe in bulb wrenches. Mouth full, he takes his bowl with him as he goes and finds a plant in the corner in which he can spit into.

So yeah there's a man standing by a plant and sneakily dropping bits into the pot when he thinks no one is looking. Don't mind him.]

[littlecousin]

[From behind him comes Nita's voice.

Busted.]

Dude, if you don't like it, just say so.

[Arthur seems to have scored another surface dweller on his perverse little campaign of sea prune subterfuge.]

[animosus]

[Hal startles and immediately looks guilty.]

I don't want to upset Arthur. [He looks down at what remains in the bowl and prods it a bit.] Even if this is really gross.

[He's trying to be a semi-decent person even if it means he's being rude as hell by trying to hide the food like this.]

[littlecousin]

[Nita isn't sure if that's stupid or adorable, but she tends to give people the benefit of the doubt.]

Arthur tricks surface dwellers into eating sea prunes for laughs. You shoulda spat it on his shoes.

[Or at least not dumped it in her plants, jeez.]

[relentlesstide]

[You can't hardly see it in his face, but he's totally over there laughing right now. The first thing he's had to laugh about since Mera disappeared!]

[animosus]

Are you serious?! [He looks down and contemplates if it's worth throwing what remains at Arthur's head and how annoyed Nita might be for doing so at her place.

Hal is going to get revenge. You watch yourself, Arthur. This is war.]

[littlecousin]

[Nita's spent her entire adult life around superheroes. She knows where this is going.]

If you guys are gonna fight, take it outside.

[animosus]

I'm not going to start a fight. But hypothetically speaking if someone accidentally tripped someone up causing them to spill their meal everywhere and the person who accidentally tripped them up added to the mess by dropping their bowl on that person would you be annoyed? The hypothetical person in question would clean up.

[relentlesstide]

You realize I can hear you over there, right? [Bring it, Jordan.]

[animosus]

[There's a construct of a hand flipping the bird at Arthur.]

[littlecousin]

[Nita rolls her eyes, but she's not really upset. Hal's ring-amplified gesture isn't from her culture, so it doesn't have much of an effect on her.]

You weren't kidding, huh, Arthur?

[About the maturity, or rather, the lack thereof.]