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Entry tags:
- +alexstrasza the life-binder,
- agent washington (red vs blue),
- apollo (original),
- asch the bloody (tales of the abyss),
- bruce banner (mcu),
- geddoe (suikoden iii),
- jacques (suikoden iii),
- luke fon fabre (tales of the abyss),
- qilby (wakfu),
- riven (league of legends),
- rose hathaway (vampire academy),
- the master (doctor who),
- vastania (original),
- ymir (attack on titan),
- zelos wilder (tales of symphonia),
- ϟ agent carolina (red vs blue),
- ϟ arya stark (asoiaf),
- ϟ tempest (original)
[OPEN] The Redsworn Reception
Who: The Redsworn of Ruby Sanctum + Guests [OPEN TO ALL FLIGHTS]
What:Carolina The Redsworn have invited everyone to dinner! Let's see how well diplomatic relations between the flights can be improved, eh?
Where: The Ruby Sanctum
When: Forward dated to 6th June.
Warnings: Fires,food poisoning cooking for all, shenanigans, possible bad language.
OOC: Come gets some cross-flight CR! c: Some setting options below the cut, or go ahead and make your own.
A: COOKING FIRE SHENANIGANS
B: FIRESIDE MINGLE
C: OPEN/MISC.
What:
Where: The Ruby Sanctum
When: Forward dated to 6th June.
Warnings: Fires,
OOC: Come gets some cross-flight CR! c: Some setting options below the cut, or go ahead and make your own.
A: COOKING FIRE SHENANIGANS
Feeling peckish? Have a delivery to make? Or just want to try your own hand at serving up some grub? The Redsworn's usual cooking area has been expanded for the evening, with two extra firepits dug out to cater for additional mouths. Over one fire burns the now "traditional" starter meat of bear flank, something any newly sworn (red or otherwise) will have the pleasure of sampling first. There's also several baskets of berries, fruit and vegetables, while a pot obtained in trade from Silverglen bubbles merrily.
B: FIRESIDE MINGLE
The redsworn of the Ruby Sanctum have claimed a corner of their own beneath one of the larger trees. There's a smaller fire here set for warmth and ambience, and have logs set about for seating for those who don't like perching on rocks or roots, or don't find the comfy grass comfy - park yourself and have a chat!
C: OPEN/MISC.
Choose Your Own Adventure! Just remember: wander alone at your own risk, non-redsworn, for the Red Dragonflight will have their eye on you.
A: KISS THE COOK
Pandaren-trained chef. Master of the Ways. Or to put it more bluntly, one of his many skills was cooking with as much incredible proficiency as any person could achieve without making it their sole life's work.
The paladin maintained a vigil by the cooking fires, moving ingredients in and out of the heat and through pots or onto skewers with a casual and devastating efficiency. Berries became sauces for fish he'd caught earlier, quick-seared to lock their flavor in; bear steaks passed through the fire with dry rubs that sealed in their juice, simply and elegant; to the side, fresh bread baked in pans set on heated rocks.
As justified as you might be in questioning every single thing Maridian does, it might be hard to find better food than this.
not even if it was a Feat of Strength
"So, this is Silvermoon cuisine?" she asks, glancing over at the seared fish. Somehow she'd expected that blood elven food would be overly extravagant, but this looks - and smells - more like an evening at the Halfhill Market. "I think I've seen some of the Pandaren cooks grill like that."
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"I'm half expecting to see you throw some spice into that pot and yell bam when you do."
...not that he'd get the reference.
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Re: A: KISS THE COOK
Wash was curious enough to check things out a bit. He actually hadn't really seen cooking quite like this before. Forgive the silliness of Wash. "Did the dragons really bring a professional chef here?"
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I'd thought I'd replied to this, sorry
S'okay!
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Eventually, though, she remembers why she's here and speaks up.
"Do you think we have enough meat yet? I can go get a few more deer or a bear or two if you want."
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B.
[Finally, he gave up and is hanging out on the roots of the large tree that the Redsworn claimed. He has a plate of food (mostly meat), but he doesn't seem to be eating at any point. Not that the food on his plate is going untouched, however, one might catch sight of him tossing a bit of meat to some red whelps when he thinks no one is looking. Or at the very least, notice that there's a number of whelps hanging around him like he's their new best friend.]
[Or maybe you don't notice that and just decide to say hi or play with the whelps. Either way, good times]
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They're certainly a lot friendlier in your sanctum.
[He reaches out for one of the whelplings, maybe to scratch it under its chin -- it briefly considers his finger and, after deciding he has no food, snaps at it with a little hiss. Qilby withdraws his hand hastily and forces a chuckle.]
Still-- a lot friendlier.
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So, at what she thinks is a safe distance she stops, and lifts a hand to wave when she catches his attention]
Hello, dear.
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A LIKELY STORY
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the dragons in the emerald flight are very protective of their eggs and their whelps. considering she belongs to a different flight, she can only imagine the red dragons will mislike it if she tries to play with the whelps.
but oh she wants to. ]
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B!
Once it became clear no one else would be appearing, she settles in on the outer edge of the Tree, keeping an eye on guests and proceedings. The fact she seems to have an plate of seemingly endless meat kebab skewers to keep her company doesn't hurt, either. Maybe if you ask nicely, she'll share? ]
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You know, I'm surprised. I wouldn't have pegged you for a party person.
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Eventually, though, he does get around to approaching the person who was apparently responsible for arranging all this*
You think something like this will work?
*...it's actually an honest question, not that it's easy to tell from his stoic demeanor...*
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C - on the fringes of things
Even so, for now he kept to the edges of things, observing and making mental note of anything of interest before deciding whether to approach anyone...*
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After a few moments, she partially turned her head toward him.]
Let me guess, you're the non-talkative type, too.
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C.
There's a warm smile given to any who approach her, even if they aren't Redsworn so at least she seems welcoming to any kind of conversation. It's her children that watch everyone carefully who approach this time, ready to jump in if need be. ]
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Lovely sanctum you've got here.
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I'm still laughing four days later
always a pleasure
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hi dragonmom
roars
\o/
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C!
yeah okay I can't resist
What, are they not feeding you in your sanctum?
[Didn't you know you needed some proper snark with your meal? The Master comes around from behind the tree, canting his head at the Doctor. He looks extremely better than the last time they met--hell, better than he's been since his botched resurrection--and he's finally ditched his hoodie in favor of a Warlock robe.]
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b!
But for now? Now she was relaxing. She even goes as far as to remove her cloak and fold it neatly beside her]
hi :')
she settles into a spot nearer tempest than she'd like-- there's little to sit on around here that's too appealing to someone used to civilization proper. riven also sighs, dropping her head into her hands, and sits in silence.
at first. she can't bear to be rude forever; they are meant to play nice here, aren't they? it couldn't hurt to at least try and be cordial-- she lifts her head, nodding towards tempest. ]
You seem like you're enjoying yourself. [ it's almost humor. ]
hello <3
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A
She's picking bits up with her fingers, shoving them in her mouth and eating quick, making exaggerated chewing sounds and slurping her fingers loudly. May as well make the most of it and eat enough for five people for five days, and maybe take some leftovers home in her pockets, right?
Perhaps if you're "lucky" she'll be trying to sneak a bite off your plate, trying to make off with a nibble and a very audible YOINK as she tries to get away. Whether she's successful or not is up to you.
But she'll be over here, chowing down and humming tunes to herself between bites. Did nobody teach this girl any manners?]
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Uh...did they run out of food or something?
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....I had to solely because I had a relevant icon for this XD
perfect
I couldn't resist such a golden opportunity!
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B: Let's talk about Demons
If anyone else has questions, feel free to ask.
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again she wonders why she was brought. she's too small and too weak to be of much help against those creatures. all she would be good at is passing unseen, and then only with luck on her side. she doesn't know how she might be expected to fight.
perhaps sensing how upset she is, nymeria whines and noses arya's chest. arya quietly shushes her. ]
Don't interrupt.
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Upon learning that there was going to be a big gathering in the ruby sanctum, Nepeta sprang into action making sure there would be enough to eat for everyone.
You know, assuming that everyone wants to eat deer and bear meat.
She can be seen darting off into the forest to gather more animal corpses, dragging said carcasses back while whistling merrily to herself, or sitting next to the fire cleaning her kills at any time during the party that she decides the meat supply looks slightly less than ideal. She's probably pretty bloodied up, but fun fact: it's all red blood. Hers is green.
B: Curled up by the fire.
When she's not busy massacring innocent wild creatures for meat and fun, Nepeta is spending most of her time curled up next to the bonfire. Literally curled up, as in she's down in the dirt practically in a ball.
She raises her head whenever anyone gets close and greets them with a cheerful wave and a pat next to her, as if pointing out that the seat next to her, i.e. the ground, isn't taken yet.
b. laaatttttteeee
Somewhere between occasionally cracking her neck again, she'll be nibbling on some of her food.]
laaaaaaaaaaate
[She's rarely ever been around meat, the majority of her diet having been mostly veggies, grains and sweet things. Not the most healthiest diet, but it was what was available at the time. She's seen some pieces of meat here, usually raw and in a Bronze Dragon's possession, but...
Staring at this searing bear flank in the pit, she's not sure if she wants to try it or not. Namine fairly certain her stomach can handle it, and even though it might be covered in herbs and spices, it's not exactly giving off the most pleasant odor as it sits there and roasts. She's never, ever cooked for herself before and shouldn't doubt someone else's skills, but the hesitation to try the flank out is written all over her face.]
B.
[She's not a social bug by any means, but she did come to this gathering with the intent of getting more information, whether it would be on the other 'sworn or the dragons and their world themselves. But getting information does mean talking to others to some extent, and that's not always her strong point.
The fire is certainly enjoyable though, and the logs are comfier than the ground or anything else. She may be seated at the far end of a log, further away from anyone else, but she might not be too adverse to talking with others. For now, she's just taking in the sights, memorizing faces and any tidbits of important information she might be able to overhear.]
B
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B
After a while, he settles down. Luke doesn't sleep very well or very regularly, so being near a fire while full of food just makes him kind of drowsy. So while everyone is quietly socializing (or maybe not so quietly), he's curled up against a log with his knees gathered up, dozing softly.]
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Hey, Metalhead! C'mere, I gotcha-- oh, hey, look whatcha found! [ Apollo comes closer and stops beside her dog, smiling down at Luke now that she realizes she knows him. ] Howya doin', kid?
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B and late
His raptor was near him as he sat by the fire, begging as Wash had gotten some food, though there's a bit extra meat he grabbed for the animal. But until the raptor stops, it's not getting the food. "Behave yourself. I fed you earlier."
If you come near with food, beware of the blue raptor. It wouldn't injure someone, but it would happily steal their food.
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Not so unguarded that he misses the raptor, though, and definitely not so unguarded that he's about to let his meal get stolen. Asch quickly sidesteps when he sees the critter going for him, lifting his plate up and away from the raptor's jaws. His right hand goes for his sword, but he doesn't draw it. Somehow, he manages all of this without dumping his food everywhere. He shoots Wash a brief look, then glares back down at the raptor. He's used to the monsters from his homeworld being intelligent and the raptors here have done little to make him think they aren't, either. Thus, he doesn't think anything of it when he addresses Wash's pet directly.
"Get your own food."
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And to his great satisfaction, the Ruby Sanctum does not disappoint. Oh sure, there's some savage beauty to be found in the Obsidian Sanctum with all its mountains and lava pits and hostile dragon guards. But one eventually tires of looking at rocks and tiptoeing around deathtraps, and him? He's always had a fondness for flowers like the ones that seem to dot every inch of the Redsworns' home.
It's a small sapling covered in the things that holds his attention now. Curious, he plucks one of the blooms off its branches-- and jerks his hand back in mild surprise when it immediately blackens and turns to ash in his palm as if burned up.
That's... Unexpected. Is it because he's not Redsworn? All the same, he'll try and go for a second, maybe even a third one...]
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*not that Geddoe particularly cared either way; he'd sought out the blacksworn because, well, he was interested in speaking to a representative or two from the flight, as well as to put a face to the name Jacques had mentioned*
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