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thenearshore2018-02-05 07:18 am
kokuyoyo) wrote in thenearshore2018-02-05 07:18 am
[closed] it's not a nutritional dinner
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.
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.
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[ So there. She may be patting at her face with a handkerchief but she can still get one up on you.
With splendor and awe-inspiring willfulness. ]
In any case, keep your dog silent and I shouldn't expire.
[ Come to think of it, she has taken a mighty risk. Her body is weak. To be exposed to sentence enders in this condition......
Hibiki gets a chill. ]
cannibalism threat tw????? ffs chikusa
[Mostly.]
If you die.... we'll just add you to the dinner table after roasting you.
this is like the third time cannibalism has come up this week in my life wtf
GUESS THAT ISN'T HAPPENING
A coughing fit is happening instead now, oh boy! ]
i'm not sorry
[Chikusa doesn't even have to open his eyes to know what's happened.]
You better clean that up.
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[ The cannibalism or the cleaning - it's about even odds which she has more of a problem with. ]
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[....Valid on both accounts? Or the cleaning, at least. Chikusa has no sympathy to spare whatsoever.]
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[ This is about the cruelest thing Hibiki can think of to say about Chikusa with a fever and a stuffed-up head: that she now knows where Pezzante gets it from. ]
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It came like that. It's Greek.
[What does that have to do with anything...?]
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[ Don't say it. Don't say it. It's the lowest-hanging fruit, wavering in the wind of temptation like the forbidden spoils of a locked garden... ]
And the word is Preek.
[ She plucked it. ]
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[ Now she has the plu, a headache, and a stomachache. ]
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[Chikusa yawns, loudly and widely.]
...You're troublesome.... Stop that.
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How dare you yawn when she's the one who feels wretched, here. ]