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bottlecaplogs2025-12-02 06:57 pm
dunchies) wrote in bottlecaplogs2025-12-02 06:57 pm
[ open mingle log ] birthday boy boltund
WHO: Laios and friends, old and new
WHAT: A belated birthday dinner, mixed with a housewarming and welcome party
WHEN: Evening of December 1st
WHERE: Laios’s mid-tier house
WARNINGS: Pokémon as food, alcohol mention
a. appetizers
[ Look closely at the quest board lately, and you might find a posting that doesn't quite belong. A flyer, handmade yet carefully crafted, with an important announcement: Please join us for a special dinner! All are welcome!
There's a hastily made correction too, scratching off the November 26th date for December 1st. With the snowstorm and influx of newcomers, changes had to be made. No matter. The party must go on. Just be sure to follow the directions when that new date finally arrives, up the Canopy toward the far corner of the mid-tier housing. You'll eventually find a humbly decorated abode, warmly lit with candles and all manner of foods to try. There's plenty of options to choose from, ranging from soups to skewers, with respect to the various opinions on dietary choices around here.
Then, of course, front and center, are the meals made with special thanks to their contributors. Feel free to taste test them with your fellow party-goers, or perhaps ask your host what exactly might be in this thing. ]
b. entrees
[ Later into the party, you might be interested in starting up a few games to pass the time. There's always those sleepover classics, or maybe one of the board games Laios borrowed from the Archives. Both seem to be all the rage these days. The birthday boy seems plenty excited to join in for either!
For non-game enthusiasts, you're more than welcome to a slice of cheesecake — pumpkin or Pumpkaboo flavor, courtesy of the resident pirate chef Sanji. Now might even be a good time to get Laios to finally open that present you brought, after bringing it all this way. ]
c. desserts
[ It’s a bit later in the evening when Ribombee makes his brief appearance. He doesn’t have much time to stay and chat with the other guests — always a busy bee, he is — but he does manage to pull Laios outside to talk for a time. One could only imagine the birthday wishes being given to one of the guild leader's most special of boys.
Not long after arriving, Ribombee flutters off yet again, leaving behind a gift basket of fancy bottles and cheeses. Laios simply sits at the edge of the platform, staring into the distance, until the bug is finally out of view. All alone now, he lowers his head. Maybe it's time to bring him back in before it gets too cold. ]
Oh! [ Whether he knows you well or not, he puts on a smile for whoever might approach. ] S-sorry, I got a little distracted.
[ If you’re old enough, he might motion toward the basket, offering: ] Want to try some? I don’t really like to drink alone.
[ If you’re younger, or just not inclined toward alcohol, he’ll instead say: ] It’s a nice night, right? I never realized how bright the stars can get.
d. snacks
( ooc: your classic wildcard option. note that along with the meals made for the player quest, you can assume there's more standard options too, with and without meat. all prompts are open to play around with, so feel free to mingle and mix it up too. happy to toss laios at anything! )
WHAT: A belated birthday dinner, mixed with a housewarming and welcome party
WHEN: Evening of December 1st
WHERE: Laios’s mid-tier house
WARNINGS: Pokémon as food, alcohol mention
a. appetizers
[ Look closely at the quest board lately, and you might find a posting that doesn't quite belong. A flyer, handmade yet carefully crafted, with an important announcement: Please join us for a special dinner! All are welcome!
There's a hastily made correction too, scratching off the November 26th date for December 1st. With the snowstorm and influx of newcomers, changes had to be made. No matter. The party must go on. Just be sure to follow the directions when that new date finally arrives, up the Canopy toward the far corner of the mid-tier housing. You'll eventually find a humbly decorated abode, warmly lit with candles and all manner of foods to try. There's plenty of options to choose from, ranging from soups to skewers, with respect to the various opinions on dietary choices around here.
Then, of course, front and center, are the meals made with special thanks to their contributors. Feel free to taste test them with your fellow party-goers, or perhaps ask your host what exactly might be in this thing. ]
b. entrees
[ Later into the party, you might be interested in starting up a few games to pass the time. There's always those sleepover classics, or maybe one of the board games Laios borrowed from the Archives. Both seem to be all the rage these days. The birthday boy seems plenty excited to join in for either!
For non-game enthusiasts, you're more than welcome to a slice of cheesecake — pumpkin or Pumpkaboo flavor, courtesy of the resident pirate chef Sanji. Now might even be a good time to get Laios to finally open that present you brought, after bringing it all this way. ]
c. desserts
[ It’s a bit later in the evening when Ribombee makes his brief appearance. He doesn’t have much time to stay and chat with the other guests — always a busy bee, he is — but he does manage to pull Laios outside to talk for a time. One could only imagine the birthday wishes being given to one of the guild leader's most special of boys.
Not long after arriving, Ribombee flutters off yet again, leaving behind a gift basket of fancy bottles and cheeses. Laios simply sits at the edge of the platform, staring into the distance, until the bug is finally out of view. All alone now, he lowers his head. Maybe it's time to bring him back in before it gets too cold. ]
Oh! [ Whether he knows you well or not, he puts on a smile for whoever might approach. ] S-sorry, I got a little distracted.
[ If you’re old enough, he might motion toward the basket, offering: ] Want to try some? I don’t really like to drink alone.
[ If you’re younger, or just not inclined toward alcohol, he’ll instead say: ] It’s a nice night, right? I never realized how bright the stars can get.
d. snacks
( ooc: your classic wildcard option. note that along with the meals made for the player quest, you can assume there's more standard options too, with and without meat. all prompts are open to play around with, so feel free to mingle and mix it up too. happy to toss laios at anything! )
no subject
[Why is he here?
Just to suffer?He'd spotted the small flier when taking a look at the quest board. Giving it a read over out of curiosity, and in case it offered him any work to do. As the month turned over, quests were scant as people prepared their requests. There wasn't much for him to do. And at the moment, he felt like he was going to go crazy if he sat around in the spire for any longer.]
[So he thought about it. Thought about it some more. And eventually gave in.
After all, it would at least get him up and moving about.]
[But the moment he stepped into the lively room where the dinner was being hosted, he felt a wave of regret. This was stupid. But what else was he going to do? And was he really going to let himself get intimidated out of a party? Its not like he hadn't been roped into several back on Rhodes Island.]
[... He would stay until he got his fill of food. A free meal was worth staying for. And maybe he could get a better impression of the Cheri guild, since this was their home turf. Pokemon might also be talking about their impressions of current events, the weather... all valuable things he would like to know.]
[He makes his way over to the tables, anyone who tries to talk to him along the way receives very stilted responses. They end up walking away in order to break from the awkward atmosphere.]
[Feel free to try to talk to him as well, for better or worse. Or maybe you can try to bond with him over the food? He doesn't hesitate in the face of the pokemon dishes. He seems to show for a preference for the savory foods, meals containing meat or vegetables, and avoids more of the sweeter and more desert-like foods.]
b. entrees
[He finds himself lingering. With the exception of the strange Pokemon forms, the wooded house, the different kinds of foods- okay maybe many things- but the atmosphere was strangely... familiar.
It did in fact, remind him of the few Rhodes Island parties he'd been dragged along too. Even in the cold interior of a metal landship, people managed to create their own warmth.
He stays out of the games, they're not for him. And he has no gift for the birthday boy. It wasn't a requirement, and he didn't consider himself to be much good at picking out gifts anyways. Instead he just lingers at the edge of the larger groups, idly listening to people laugh, shout, and in general make merry.
He has his own slice of cheesecake, which he hasn't touched yet. He prefers more practical foods. But he'll indulge on occasion. For now though, he's simply soaking in the atmosphere, for once not looking so severe or tense. One might even say he looks relaxed.]
d. snacks
[Feel free to wildcard me with whatever- I'm so down to clown. Come at me bro.]
b!
After making a few rounds between groups, he suddenly stops in place, spotting a face he hasn't seen in months, not counting the concerned visit to the clinic. ]
Flamebringer, you're— [ He cuts himself off with stunned silence. While he heard the Absol recovered a few weeks ago, this is the last place Laios expected to see him. His ears pin back, eyes still wide as ever. ] ... Are you enjoying the cheesecake?
[ He realizes after the fact that there isn't even a bite in his slice yet. ]
no subject
When the boltund's voice cuts through his quiet corner of the party it startles him- wide eyes are met with equally wide eyes as Flamebrigner processes- something. He hadn't thought about Laios in a while. So much had happened lately, he'd had more immediate concerns than his first existential crisis, or the weird individual who'd triggered it.
Stars, did Laios know he'd passed out?! It wasn't exactly hidden information- Would he try to comfort Flamebringer about it?! That would be horrifying. Among all the unpleasant emotions that came up anytime he encountered Laios- he'd rather not add dealing with pity.]
[He stares dumbly at the boltund for a second as he processes his question.]... Haven't tried it yet. [It might seem like a snarky answer. But Flamebringer honestly didn't consider the fact that Laios should be able to see it right there, sitting openly on a table. And his tone is rather flat- lacking negative or positive emotion, as startled as he is.]
[He doesn't speak again, continuing to stare as his brain scrambles to hod-podge together some kind of dignified response or action.]
no subject
[ There's some mixed emotions cutting through his expression. Pity might be one of them, but it's quickly overtaken by relief, only to be turned into unease. While he had visited Flamebringer once or twice in the clinic, he made it a point not to find him once he heard that the Absol was back on his feet. He made it clear to Laios that they wouldn't friends.
Thinking back on it now, Laios could at least respect that kind of honesty. Not a lot of people around here like to say what they mean. ]
It's one of my favorites. Back home, I mean.
[ He winces slightly. What qualifies as back home for him feels like a loaded question with Flamebringer around. ]
no subject
[Another absolutely 10/10 response right there. It was why he had it. Well. It was kind of more like because someone handed him a slice before he could explain he wasn't interested- And he found himself weirdly not in the mood to try to pawn it off or to just throw it away. It was fine... one bit of cake wasn't going to kill him. Probably.
He's with their awkward staring contest he's able to see Laios's influx of emotions. Even if he wasn't talented enough to parse them under these circumstances. This man... he was far too emotional for Flamebringer's liking. He was used to dealing with that kind of behavior from children... Lena and Verdant were both sensible. And he made a point of avoiding volatile people... how had he found himself in this situation.
Ah yes right. He'd inflicted it upon himself. By asking Laios prying questions. The thought makes him feel more tired.]
Is that so...
[He doesn't miss the way Laios flinches, and it makes him want to sigh long and hard outloud. All this time and he still hadn't found answers to all the questions Laios had babbled about loss of memory, even being themselves- What a mess. And everything had been set back by him falling into that coma.]
Why are you here?
[His tone is as tired as he feels. Its unclear if he's specifically asking Laios why he's here at the party, or here bothering him specifically. Flamebringer doesn't know exactly what he wants out of asking it either. Normally when he found people bothersome, he could assign some kind of purpose to those feelings. Enemies, liabilities, fools. Laios just... was. None of the complexities that bound his relationships at Rhodes Island applied here.
... and wasn't that a bit of a cruel irony given how this whole mess started.]
no subject
[ There's some measured abruptness in his tone, something he might have held back on the last time they spoke. A lot has happened these last few months, things he'd rather not get into with someone he's clearly not close to. Still, it must be obvious his demeanor isn't quite as lighthearted as it used to be.
He looks at Flamebringer with a knot in his brow, wondering the exact same thing of him now, only he doesn't bother to ask. Instead, Laios sits where he is, thinking over what else to say. ]
It's for my birthday. All of this, I mean. I thought it would be nice.