Event: The Thawing

[bravenewmods]

As discussions branch and mount in Union about how to handle Gigas's diplomatic overtures, news of a more pleasant variety reaches the city from Glacier. Although still rebuilding from their own city's far more disastrous dragon attack, the people have banded together to host "The Thawing", their annual celebration of the coming of spring. In appreciation of all Union has done for them, all citizens of that city are invited - encouraged, even - to attend. Glacier has its own pride, after all. It would like to show its new allies what it looks like at its best.

Just...don't expect to go without a sweater or a jacket. The city may be "thawing", but that doesn't mean it's warm.

Comments

[lunchleader]

[Local cuisine, you say? Wonder if they're taking bets as to how much Right's stomach can hold from all this wonderful food.

Especially some of the stuff that only natives seem to love.]

[sleepingvalkyrie]

[ She's not touching the fish dishes - they simply don't appeal to Gwendolyn - but meaty stew she can do, and she's presently setting one large bowl down for the Shelgon who made a point to accompany her. He doesn't appear to be enjoying himself at all, never mind that he's a dragon-type in an ice city, but he's stubborn. To say the least.

She can't help but raise an eyebrow at the food burden carried by Right, though. ]

...Surely you're not going to eat all of that?

[lunchleader]

[Right shakes his head, and gets the stick of grilled fish out of his mouth with his spare hand.]

Nah, only most of it. Some of the boxed stuff is for my Pokemon, of course.

[...there's only two or three boxes, though, compared to the rest of the pile.]

[sleepingvalkyrie]

I'm sure they'll appreciate it. Though won't it get cold with you carrying it around like that?

[lunchleader]

I don't think so...? Besides, one of the Pokemon that came with me is a Fire-type, so he can reheat it if he wants to--hey!

[That last part goes to the Litleo that suddenly attached itself to his legs. With its claws.]

[sleepingvalkyrie]

That seems unfair! You shouldn't be the only one to enjoy food while it's hot.

[ And the Litleo appears to agree with her!

Her wings shiver a moment before refolding against her sides. ]

Some meals just don't taste as good when reheated.

[lunchleader]

[No, the Litleo missed him and is just very clingy to his human. Painfully so, from the look on Right's face.]

Really, he doesn't mind--ow! Quit that! Stop digging your claws in me.

[niepokonany]

[Feliks can be a little more finicky about food than Right, maybe, but he's spent long enough on the locals' drinking game that just about everything seems like great fun to him right now!]

Hey, like, what's that one?

[He points to whatever happens to be in Right's hands at the moment.]

[lunchleader]

What, this?

[Right holds up a bowl of Aqutak.]

It's some kind of fruity dessert thing that they serve around here. It's pretty good! Want some?

[niepokonany]

[Well, fruit is good, right...?]

Sure, totally! Here, gimme some, I wanna try.

[He looks around for something to hold it, then sips the last few drops out of his cup and holds it out to Right. Close enough to a bowl, isn't it?]

[lunchleader]

[Right laughs a little as he scoops some of the odd dessert into that cup.]

Must be pretty hungry, huh?

[niepokonany]

[Feliks doesn't really have a spoon or anything, so he just goes ahead and scoops some of it up on his fingertip, nibbling at it curiously.]

Well, like, you know me. I party pretty hard, it works up an appetite!

[lunchleader]

So do I!

[And then an idea lights up as he sees Feliks eating with his hand.]

Hey, why don't I show you where you can get more? Maybe can get you a spoon to go with it.

[commissionergrump]

[Right isn't the only one enjoying the local Cuisine. A large, round, pink pokemon, all stomach and tongue, is helping itself to the refreshments. The mead takes some skillful maneuvering to not eat the flagon, but it manages. An older gentleman just watches, wearing a long coat, calmly and quietly drinking mead while trying some of the less... aquatak dishes.]

[He sees Right attempting to out-pace the Lickilicky at how much food they can down.]

Did you... not eat on the way up?

[Or any time in the last week?]

[lunchleader]

Huhm?

[Right blinks Noctowlishly at the older man, then nods and swallows the big mouthful of food.]

Of course I did! I just ate lightly for the trip, that's all.

[commissionergrump]

[Gordon eyes the stack of empty dishes.]

Must have been very lightly.

[Ramsey the LickiLicky clears another plate in a single lick. Far as the Pokemon's concerned, the best part of bonding with a human is the broadened culinary horizons.]

[lunchleader]

Just a little bit.

[There's a furrow tunneling thru the snow towards them...and out pops a certain Diggersby, grumbling as he's carrying a few bags of things with his arm-ears.]

Oh, there you are, Yami! Where you've been?

["This and that and this guy tried to scalp me..." Yami grumbles in PokeSpeak as he sets the bags down. There's some nice, roasted veggies smell rising from one of them.]

[commissionergrump]

[The Lickilicky is eying the bags, making exaggerating sniffing noises. Gordon, for his part, just looks at the large, strange pokémon with arms where ears normally go.]

Partner of yours?

[lunchleader]

Oh, Yami? He's just one of my friends! He can be rather mean sometimes, but he doesn't seem as bad lately.

[Yami's glaring at Right, almost as if to say 'I'm right here, y'know...']

[commissionergrump]

[Ramsey looks at Yami, an expression both expectant and questioning directed towards the bag. Gordon glances to Yami, smiling at the look, then turning his attention back to Light.]

They can be handfuls, but I'm sure they think the same of us from time to time. How are you enjoying Glacier? Were you up here before?