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. ]

Comments

[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?

[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...]

[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! ]

[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. ]

[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]

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.]

[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! ]

[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. ]

[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?

[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]

[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.]