[closed] it's not a nutritional dinner

[kokuyoyo]

Who: Chikusa, Ken, and all the people invited to Hakkai's temple
When: October 12
Where: Li Tieugai's temple in the Central District
What: Having recently lost their other god, Ken is sad by yet another loss.... so Chikusa is fixing this with his dog's favorite things: people he likes and copious amounts of meat.

Unless people actually ask, Chikusa.... doesn't exactly tell what time the dinner is actually going to be at. At least he'll probably tell them that Hakkai's temple moved? One would hope.

The temple of Iron Crutch Li doesn't really seem all that impressive upon approaching it, despite being in the Central District. The walled gardens are certainly large and lovely enough, if a little wild, but the building itself is rather plain at its two stories. There's a small sign attached to the front door that simply says 'come in'. Chikusa isn't going to bother answering the door for visitors. It's not like Hakkai locks that thing anyway.

The inside of the temple is about as sparsely decorated as its outside, but, today, the overwhelming smell wafting from the kitchen has overtaken any medicinal smells that might normally be about. It adds a certain warmth to the room.

Until dinner will be served a little later into the night, people are free to do whatever- hang about the gardens, go bother Chikusa in the kitchen, or otherwise find the other residents of the temple. Chikusa won't care to stop anyone, although Hakkai might.

As for dinner? Chikusa is serving so much meat: rabbit stew with olives and rosemary, swordfish, curried chicken, veal marsala, and a more traditional spaghetti served with meatballs. Fortunately, at least there's garlic bread and stuffed mushrooms, so there's something that isn't meat.... And for dessert? Zeppole, cannoli, and an apple ciambella with almond cream.

Comments

[artificialrose]

Oh, fine, thank you. But- [Pausing- he's not exactly sure if he's doing this sort of thing right- he lowers himself into a bow.] I wanted to apologize for Komaeda.

[Because all of that sure was uncomfortably public!]

[reformedsinner]

Please, don't feel obligated to... [Hakkai pauses.] Is he your god?

[That certainly was uncomfortably public! And awkward. There had been a few borderline death threats, too.]

[artificialrose]

[Yeah, uh, there definitely were some borderline death threats there, which is why obligation is absolutely required here. Straightening up, Garry nods.]

Yes... I've been trying to take care of him, and watch over him, but there's still a lot I don't know, or only find out about later.

[reformedsinner]

It seems there's no helping it, unfortunately. As his shinki, please don't feel obligated to apologize on his behalf.

[Hakkai smiles blandly.]

I'll do my best not to provoke him in the future.

[artificialrose]

[Why does not that encourage him...]

Still.... If a conversation starts going badly, will you please tell me?

[reformedsinner]

Yes, I think I can manage that.

[Garry shouldn't be too encouraged by the offer. The not so subtle subtext, after all, is He's the only one I'll hold responsible.

Although Hakkai isn't sure how much the young man might care for his troublesome deity.]

Hopefully it won't; Mikan was kind enough to point out a few subjects I should be careful of.

[artificialrose]

[His only hope right now is for there to be no actual murder attempts, or fistfights, or worse. Garry nods, glad that he's got this much.]

Thank you. I hope it's not too awkward that I'm here myself. [Since he is Komaeda's shinki.] I just... sort of got the invitation over text, and I do like Ken.

[reformedsinner]

Ah ha ha, of course not! You aren't your god, after all, Garry. You're welcome here, and I'm glad that Ken has other friends.

[After all, while Chikusa clearly cares deeply for him - even without feeling their emotions, Hakkai would know that - a strong community does help.

And Ken will like having people around who remember him, assuming that they do, of course.]

[artificialrose]

Oh, good. I didn't want to make things uncomfortable. [Especially for Ken, who he thinks is a good kid besides some of the.... worrying things he says.] With that said...

Are there any other gods of health or medicine around besides you? If you don't mind me asking.

[reformedsinner]

Are you looking for someone who can treat your god if he's injured? If so, there's a clinic in the school, run by Sakura.

If you're specifically looking for a god... hmm. Tadashi Hamada, Ixtlilton, is a god of healing and medicine.

[artificialrose]

Not exactly.... [Garry abruptly makes a face, mouth twisting a little.] Although I should definitely keep that in mind.

[Since some people might not have as much... restraint as Hakkai apparently has.]

Thank you for telling me. If you need help with anything, do let me know, alright?

[reformedsinner]

[Hakkai gives the young man a long, thoughtful look. Yes, it's a good thing for him to have in his back pocket, in case his god does provoke outright violence, of course.

It's also interesting that seeking treatment hadn't been the reason he asked.]

Of course, and it's no trouble.

[artificialrose]

Thank you very much.

[He bows his head politely, which seems to be the safest method of bowing that he's figured out so far. He's still a foreigner to Japan, it seems.]

I'll go see Ken now, since it seems like you're busy.

[reformedsinner]

Oh, I'm sorry, I don't want to chase you away -- but I suppose watching me grade is quite boring.

Incidentally, there's no need to bow to a god other than your own god, as a shinki. Or so I was told.

[He glances up with a quick flicker of a smile.]

[artificialrose]

Oh- really? I never read that in the pamphlet.... I think.

[It's been a while, admittedly, and he was getting used to a whole lot of other things. Garry doesn't stress on it... too much.]

Then, thank you very much for the kind advice as well.

[reformedsinner]

It may not be in the pamphlet. I admit I only skimmed it -- it was written well after my arrival...

[He shrugs, and adds, lightly:]

But it's only a matter of accepted manners, so I wouldn't worry regardless. Enjoy the dinner.