action/video → open, all things encouraged, come eat

[emends]

[ It’s only a few hours after sunrise when Lucina fetches up her communicator. She’s a seasoned hand at going without long stretches of sleep and has already made herself useful. There’s a steady, crackling fire going on the beach and above it, a fair amount of speared fish roasting calmly. (They’re dead. That’s why they’re calm.) There’s also a small selection of forest fruit – calabaza, naseberries and soursop – resting on her strewn cape, less than a foot away from the fire pit.

She’s noticeably sunburnt. Her boots are off and her trousers are rolled up to her knees, leaving her with bright red patches on her lower legs to match the one on her nose. She also doesn’t seem particularly bothered by the affliction, her tone even and her face halfway to a smile. ]

I have managed to get some food for us. Should anyone wish to break their fast, there is a serviceable selection at the beach. Come quick, for I’m afraid it will be first come, first serve.

[ The communicator feed clicks off, and then clicks back on. ]

And, um – good morning, friends.

[ She smiles! Inigo would be so proud of her. The call closes once again. You can call her back, either to yell at her for waking you up or yell at her for not grabbing the fruit you like, or just come down and eat. Threadjacking and mingling are encouraged. ]

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[buymorelifer]

[ Chuck is not usually an early riser, but the smell of cooking things pulls him awake because he is so hungry. To whom, to whom, is he grateful for this wonderfulness?

He half-sleepily crawls his way over to the fire. ] Drrrr yrrrr cfffeeee?

[emends]

[ Lucina looks up at a familiar voice, her attention still half on turning over the fish on their makeshift grill. His sputtered jumble of consonants is not translatable to Ylissean, leaving her rather confused. ]

Ah, ...Chuck? Are you well?

[buymorelifer]

[ Fire warm. Too much warm is dangerous. He stops crawling and manages to sit in a sleepy lump. ]

Coffeeee? [ He'll really remember in a minute where he is. For now, he just sounds pathetic hopeful. ]

[everwalking]

Lucina! [he was just following the smell of the food, and he's a bit relieved to find it's her. partially because it's easier to get food out of someone you've already met. drawing near, the red on his own super-white face and arms -- well, one of his arms -- also obvious, and also being ignored. he starts to settle down across from her]

You look like an old hand at this. You've gathered quite a bit [just a quick polite detour to survey smalltalkville before he begs...]

[emends]

[ Politely, she does not comment on his similar sunburns, the same way she's yet to comment on his arm, his scar, or his hair. ] My garrison were often forced to camp outdoors for weeks at a time. The only difference here is the heat.

Are you hungry, Allen?

[everwalking]

I am. [gratefully] I don't suppose I could ask for one of those fish if they're ready?

[waytobreakithero]

[ When the roasted rodents are done, she offers him one. ]

Think you have room for more? [ She might have noticed him looking hungry. ]

[neverforgets]

[ Drops down at the fire, actually glad for the warmth, despite the location. He offers a tired grin, and then gestures to her legs and face. ]

If you go soak in the stream a little while, that won't hurt so much. [ Is helpful! ]

[emends]

[ Her gaze follows where he gestures, and she frowns down at her legs for a tiny moment. ]

Oh, thank you, but that won't be necessary. It's not bothersome.

[ Read: She'll do it later when no one's looking. ]

[waytobreakithero]

[ Approaches the campsite with some contributions! Namely, about six things that look like they might have been rodents, skinned and spitted. ]

Good morning! I see we had similar thoughts. [ She is in the BEST MOOD. ]

[emends]

[ Lucina's already moving some of the well cooked fish off the fire and onto the breakfast table cape. ]

That's quite fortuitous, [ she agrees, her tone pleasant. ] There's room on the fire should you wish to cook your game.

[video]

[sublimating]

Well, that's a real nice offer. Can I see what you've got there?

[smiling, genial, friendly, definitely not casually checking your assortment for anything poisonous]

[video]

[emends]

Yes, of course.

[ Moving to stand, she holds the phone down and hopefully over the spread of food, moving it slowly from the sort of-grill to the spread of fruit. She's tasted it when she could remember, but it's possible that it slipped her mind, generally having other people to taste her food for her back home. ]

are there hallucinogenic berries in the fruit selection....

[socrash]

[Bart is not even going to respond to this video because food. Food. There is nothing he loves more than food. Except maybe the freedom of running but right now it's early and he's hungry and so food wins.

It doesn't take him long to get to the beach - even at half-pace, he's still pretty much a blur to the human eye - and it's only about a second later that he's right next to the fire, oooohing at the fish.]

Did you catch all of these fish yourself?

[That's pretty impressive.]

There COULD be... (but no, probably not.)

[emends]

[ slfujfhhs ]

[ Lucina immediately jumps to her feet, handing instinctively going to her hip. Of course, Falchion is off its belt and lounging against a rock a few feet away, so her fingers grasp only air. ]

I -- [ what do you say to a person who just appeared out of nowhere, aside from DIE, RISEN ] ...Yes, that's right, I did.

[ Not taking her eyes off you, Bart. :| ]

[cleanedslate]

[ oh, hey, it's morning, isn't it. he didn't sleep badly, all things considered, but he also didn't sleep as much as a normal human being would call "good".

comin' up on the settlement, he grins at her ]

I'm pretty much always up for breaking fasts. Well. When I remember it's morning. Noon. Night. The times of the day when eating is traditionally done. [ fluid little gesture ]

But I'm glad to know you consider us friends. Gives me a warm feeling, right here. [ taps his chest, which, uh, hollow pinging sound, but he ignores it. he's used to it! ]

[emends]

[ Oh. It's you. Lucina doesn't return his smile, merely giving him a polite nod of acknowledgment. ]

Good morning, Mr. Stark. Please, help yourself.

[antiapocalypse]

I could definitely eat.

[ these days, Buffy actually likes to sleep in; she doesn't have any super early morning classes, and she's usually up late with the vampire staking thing. but. no patrol last night, only hard labor during the day, and to be honest physical labor that doesn't also run her through with adrenaline is a lot less taxing.

so Buffy is alert, awake, and in a good mood. ]

[emends]

[ After enough people stumbling in groggily, Lucina is glad to see someone who can be awake and pleasant despite the earliness of the hour. ]

Good morning, Buffy. [ She smiles. ] There's plenty left, so help yourself.

[slim]

[scott stumbles toward the fire, a hand reaching up to try and flatten down his messy hair. when he gets close enough, he drops down on the sand and lets out a small yawn. his sleep had been broken and more than once he'd lain awake for a few hours before drifting back off.]

Good morning. [he mumbles.] Is there any food left?

[emends]

Ah, yes there is. [ There's a small smattering still left on her strewn out cape, her grilled fish and Hawke's spitted rats along with some fruit. ]

What's left is yours for the taking, sir.

[ She's not met him before so her expression stays neutral, bordering on severe. Don't let it bother you, Scott. Her face got stuck that way. ]

[ijustlovethat]

[never one to decline food she doesn't have to prepare, Effie goes right up to the spread. she takes a fish and a piece of calabaza, wrinkling her nose a little at them, but a bite of each tells her it's not nearly as bad as she thought! just, you know, not extravagantly seasoned, like she's used to.]

[after eating, Effie goes to find Lucina to thank her in person for preparing breakfast.]

Hello there! Good morning! You did this all yourself? [gesturing to the food. Effie notices Lucina's sunburn, but doesn't comment on it quite yet]

[emends]

[ Lucina immediately works herself to a standing position when Effie greets her. By now, even the insteps of her feet are sunburnt and she's more than a little uncomfortable -- not that it registers visibly in anything more than brief, flickering wince.

Her tone is even and amicable, even if her expression doesn't wander from her usual neutral frown. ]

Yes, my lady. Was the food to your liking?

[cocooned]

Ah... it smells good.

[Closing her eyes she breathes in the smell of the fish. Real food. For someone as small as Yuuki is, she has a sizable appetite. So she might not be able to help the way her stomach growls when she draws near.]

Um... is there room for another?

[She glances around hopefully. After being shown some fruits she could gather, she did her share of picking some mangoes, but fresh meat just sounds heavenly.]

[emends]

[ Lucina looks over. Even with her attention split, she still deftly turns over another speared fish to cook its underside. ]

Peace, friend. There's plenty of room. Help yourself.