kismet_loop_logs | Come gather 'around the fire...

Who: Anyone
What: A gathering for the citizens of Haven. A time to relax and mingle...and a little something more.
When: All day and night of the 14th
Where: Outside of The Hub, and perhaps inside too if you wish.
Event: Not everything is as it seems. Some of the offerings will cause some...unexpected results.

The Guardians have been hard at work getting the large open street outside of the Hub and Warehouse set up for a massive gathering. There were tables set up all over the place full of all kinds of food, drink, and fuel. A large bonfire had been set up in the middle of everything, and various volunteers rotated in and out throughout the day and night playing various kinds of music or providing other types of entertainment. There would be a constant flow of music, skits, acrobatics, and magic tricks. The festivities will be held throughout the day.

Not everything would go as planned, though. There were a few tables among that many that had been set up courtesy of the Miasma. They go unnoticed with everything else going on. Really, there is enough for literally hundreds of people of various races, the handful of suspicious tables are easy to miss. The contents of these tables will have peculiar effects on those who consume the contents offered upon them. Nothing harmful really, just some effects to further encourage the lighthearted purpose of this gathering.

((ooc: tag in, mingle, have fun. Effects can last for only the party or through the end of the week, and can be mixed as much as you want.))

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She's going to trail behind him, also putting food on her plate and glancing around. She's mildly nervous, but nearly everyone she'd talked to had been nice before, so...

"Looks like this'll be a pretty fun party," Lea commented to her, glancing down from where he was trying to decide between two different flavors of boneless chicken wings. The odd thought occurred to him that every chicken in Haven could be descended from Ventus' three hens and the rooster that had borne his name. That was... weird to think about.

But not weird enough to skip out on the spicy wings. He added a few to his plate. "Finding stuff you like?", he asked. "And let me know if you need help reaching anything."

"Finding a lot of stuff I've never seen before." And adventurous little thing that she is she's trying to get a bite or two worth of everything on her plate!

Lea smiled a bit. "That's always fun, trying new kinds of food," Lea said. "I see some stuff I don't recognize either, but it all looks and smells great. Gotta hand it to the Guardians; they sure know how to throw a party."

Speaking of things he didn't recognize, he had no idea what kind of fruit went into the little pastries off to his right there. It almost looked like it was yellow and blue striped? After a moment's debate, he added that to his plate too. He was an adult; he was allowed to have desert as part of the main course if he wanted.

She takes a nibble of something from her plate before reaching for something else on the serving table. She sample another bite of something else, just not able to wait until the find a seat. She's probably sampled six or seven different items by the time they head for a table to sit.

And by that point she's glassy-eyed and swaying on her feet, a little grin on her face.

Lea had been busy filling his own plate, and didn't notice at first the Jendayi had already nibbled some things from hers. Not that he would have particularly cared even if he had noticed. This was a party; certain rules of etiquette could be bent.

However, this result in Lea not knowing what to make of it when Jendayi is unsteady on her feet as they head for a nearby table to sit and eat. He frowns slightly. "Jendayi?", he asks. "You feeling OK?"

"Hmmmmm?" She looks up at him, completely drunk.

"Yeah. I'm okay. M'def...def'nately okay. Are yooou okay?" She giggles, swaying on his feet a bit.

He recognized that kind of slurred speech. Jendayi was drunk. But how the hell did it happen so fast? And more to the point who was the irresponsible idiot who had given a small child alcohol? Lea needed to know so he could set them on fire later.

"Jendayi," he said, setting his own plat down so he'd have a free hand to steady her, "can you tell me something? Did anybody give you anything to drink?"

She looked all around, humming a bit. He’d have to catch her face to get her glassy eyes to stay on him for more than just a split second. “Driiiiiiiink? Nooooo. No, V’not had a drink. Bu’drink soundsss...mmmmm.”

And apparently she found that funny, because she’s gonna very nearly bury her face in her plate and giggle. It’s probably a surprising touch of sauce to her nose that has her head popping back up.

Lea blinked when Jendayi said she hadn't had anything to drink. She was obviously drunk, but she hadn't had any alcohol, or anything at all to drink for that matter? He supposed it could be something in the food, but any alcohol used in cooking was burned away, leaving only the flavor. And at any rate, if any at all had been left it would be a negligible amount; hardly enough to get a mouse drunk, let alone a person, even a small one.

Still when she sits back up with sauce on her nose, he can't help but chuckle slightly, his face softening. "Just a second," he said, steadying her face with one hand and grabbing a napkin to dab the sauce off her nose with the other. "There."

Glancing around, he noticed that Jendayi wasn't the only one acting strange. And not everyone was acting drunk either. All of this added up to just one thing. "Hmm...", he said. "I think someone, or maybe something, has metaphorically spiked the punch at this party. This should be interesting..." He just hoped that Jendayi wouldn't have to deal with the after effects of drunkenness the next day...

"C'mon Jendayi," he said. "Let's actually get you a drink and see if that clears your head a bit." Hydration was important, after all. He bent down to pick Jendayi up, not really trusting her to be able to walk on her own at the moment.

She keeps giggling while he cleans her face and then she’s smiling drunkenly up at him. “Ooookay.” She lets out a yip and another giggle when he scoops her up, and will nibble at some more of her food.

“This’s yummy. Try it?” She holds up a chicken wing for him to try.

Come gather 'around the fire...

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