apocalypsehowcomm | (log) It's Thanksgiving Time!

Who: Ren and You
When: Thanksgiving Day
Where: ADI's cafeteria
Summary: A little thanksgiving party for everyone.
Warnings: Alcohol, but other than that, none!

(It's finally the day! Ren's spent the day in the canteen, from the early hours of the morning with the help of Kate, until just close enough to the arranged time.

Several tables in the cafeteria are taken by the food, but there's still plenty of room to sit and spend time with your fellow ADI employees. After the previous month everyone has had, it feels much needed. Available is the following menu:

Deep-fried Turkey + Stuffing;
Ranch-Seasoned Roast Turkey + Stuffing;
Mashed Potatoes + Gravy;
Green Bean Casserole;
Cranberry Sauce;
Pasta alla Norma;
Sicilian Rice Balls;
S'mores Cupcakes
Pumpkin Pie;
Apple Pie;
Sweet Baked Potato;
Pecan Pie;
Roasted Vegetables;
Stuffed Mushrooms;
Squash Soup;
Garlicky Green Beans with Crispy Onions;
A selection of alcohol;

Ren's tried his best to recreate what the Internet and other folks have told him, and without him tasting the original flavors, some of the dishes might have an unexpected twist of spice. Kate has also helped with putting things together, and at the previously arranged time, Ren opens the doors with a smile from ear-to-ear.

Once everyone's settled, he'll ask for a moment to, gasp, speak:)

I'd like to thank everyone for coming today. I know it's been tough, but I'm still thankful we can spend good moments like these together. I hope you enjoy the food.

(And just like so, he'll bow, and hand plates to those ready to eat. Time to dig in!)

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Jaeger peels himself from the shadow he was lingering in, moving quickly to take a couple of the bags from Kate without causing her to drop the rest. It's a bit of a balancing act, but he takes his share of the burden easily enough.

"Since you made it sound so appealing." The line comes out deadpan, but there's a glitter in his eye, a brief and rare glimpse of humor. He lets her lead the way toward the exit closest to the dumpster, reaching for the door when they get there to make it a bit easier for her.

"Aside from the glamorous clean-up, did you have a good time?" he asks after a moment. He's content enough with silence, but he likes Kate, and it seems like he should make some attempt at conversation. It's a party, after all (or the aftermath of one), not a grave vigil.

"Thank you," Kate is glad to relieve some of her burden. Without help, it would have been a slow trek to the dumpster and she might have spilled something. Ick.

"I did. It looks like mostly everyone did as well. Did you get enough to eat?"

After being inside for so long, the night air feels refreshing if a bit cold. She quickens her step to the dumpster. "I wish I could use my forcefields to open this thing." She sits her bags down and pulls the door open. "Gross." The power that she had obtained from scaring the Mime has evaporated. "Thanks again for helping. Ren tried to help but he was in no shape to. I mean, I thought I was a lightweight here."

He shoots her a small smile, and a nod. "I did. It was all very good. It's been a while, and it was a nice change of pace for me." He pauses. "And I saw the s'mores cupcakes. I'm guessing that was your work?"

It's one downside of celebrations: the cleanup afterward, but it's certainly not the worst thing Jaeger has ever had to deal with. And he's happy to have an excuse to step outside for a little bit and get some fresh air. He hasn't had enough to drink to make him tipsy, and he doesn't smoke, but it's nice to get out and breathe.

"My powers aren't working well, these days. I'm starting to get used to it, but it's frustrating," he agrees as he hoists his bags into the gaping maw of the dumpster. He's tall, and that helps, and if she needs a hand shoving her sacks in, he'll extend that courtesy.

"I'm used to having to keep sharp and I just can't do that here."

"Yeah. I made those." She smiles. "It gave me an excuse to buy a kitchen torch and harmlessly set fire to things." The thing in question being the marshmallow meringue frosting.

Andrew is tall and she does appreciate his help into getting all of the bags into the dumpster. When they are done, she reaches into her pocket for a tiny bottle of peppermint scented hand-sanitizer. It's not a substitute for a thorough hand washing but it'll do in the meantime. "Gross." When she's done she offers the bottle to him.

"I think I lost them during the dreamscape, what little I was holding onto I mean. I don't dare try to gain them again." Not with some weird stalker lurking about. Also, she doesn't want to hunt a victim but she does want her powers back. It's a conundrum.

"Not without a victim, right?" It is such an unfair trade off.

"It's good to have an outlet for your creativity. And fire." There's a quick, small smile there, fleeting but sincere. He's not a man to express himself openly, but every so often, there's a flash of it.

Jaeger accepts the squirt of hand sanitizer graciously, rubbing it over his hands thoroughly because yes, ick.

He gives a quiet sigh and nod at her observation. "I don't expect I have a lot of power left, either. Aside from one misstep because of the carnival." He pauses, then shakes his head. "And the times that I've used my abilities here, they've been unreliable. Probably for the better, but...it's difficult. I've spent a long time relying on my magic to survive."

And now, he has to survive without his powers.

"If it comes to a life or death situation, then I'll do what I have to, but I'm hoping to avoid that."

(log) It's Thanksgiving Time!

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