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[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

When; Thanksgiving day, 11/26
Rating; R just for language
Characters; OPEN TO ALL, I'll add as you come in!
Summary; Inara and Priestly (newly reverted to their adult and multicolored coat selves, respectively) are putting on a Thanksgiving dinner in the lobby of Building 10, extending their welcome to anyone in the City who wants it. Feel free to godmod the little things; types of food, who you're seated next to, etc! If your character brings a dish, feel free to harass Priestly or Inara either down in the lobby or up in her hall where the cooking's going down. We'll say everyone gets into the buffet line at about 4ish for consistency's sake and don't worry too much about technicalities, just have some fun! I'll put up some starter threads for different areas, feel free to hijack away! \o/
Log;



Inara had taken care of all of the pretty-making. The hall was decorated with two long consolidated tables, covered with tablecloths, adorned with centerpieces and appetizer dishes and flatware. There were candles lit even in the afternoon, giving the lobby a homey feel to it. They'd counted heads on the RSVP list, but Priestly had planned on making enough for almost double the company. It was nice when you made a decent paycheck and didn't spend much in the way of living.

Inara's floor is filled with the smell of turkey, as many her neighbors had offered their ovens for the bird cooking. It's funny how much people will let you do if you offer them free food and leftovers. He trots between each of the apartments and the lobby, running food here and there, checking to make sure the steam pans on the buffet are still warm and to make sure he's not missing anything.

Comments

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

Anna returned the laugh, warmly. "Christmas is worse. There are so many blinking lights that I'm afraid people will have seizures."

[only-fell.livejournal.com]

Inara laughed a bit at that. "We don't do the blinking lights so much but we do light everything up quite a bit."

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

"Christmas lights on a spaceship?"

[only-fell.livejournal.com]

"Actually, yes. Kaylee had them strung up in her bunk and in the dining room," Inara answered. She realized with a pang how much she missed Kaylee. "They were just white lights. Very pretty none the less."

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

"Awwww, that sounds sweet."

[only-fell.livejournal.com]

"Sweet is the perfect word to describe Kaylee. I don't think there is anyone who could hate her. She painted a border of flowers around the dining room and kitchen as well."

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

"Sounds nice." Anna looked away for a moment, looking around. "I thought about doing something like that in my apartment but... it wouldn't really be right."

[only-fell.livejournal.com]

"Why not?" Inara tilted her head, not certain what that meant.

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

Anna looked down. "Because it's not really my home. I mean it is but... the owners could come back."

[only-fell.livejournal.com]

"But weren't all these places empty before we arrived?"

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

Anna took a breath. "I was in a place, but these guys, they were from my world and were kinda looking out for me here, too. They... left, just like everyone leaves here. I felt... safer in their apartment for curse days and then I just... stayed."

[only-fell.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm sorry but I can understand staying there because you feel safe. I can imagine they wouldn't be happy about having flowers painted around if they came back," Inara responded.

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

"No, they're not the flowery type. I mean, Sam might be able to deal with it, but Dean would complain loud enough for the Deities to hear."

Anna shifted in her chair a little, the image bought its own melancholy.

"He was supposed to teach me play poker, you know. Dean was."