b u o n e ~ f e s t e

[sharktrash]

Who: Priders! (Basically if you (or your friend, or your dog) has had a positive interaction with anyone from MANTICORE, consider yourself invited, dragged along or sent in someone else's place. And even if you haven't been invited it's totally fine to notice something's going on and show up or  randomly come across this and stay!)
What: Genos and Squalo throw a Solstice dinner party. Italian food for everyone!
When: December 21?ish (forward-dated a bit so it doesn't fall right before irl holidays)
Where: MANTICORE penthouse
Warnings: MANTICORE Squalo, Carnies, language, minors getting drunk, substance abuse, someone might decide to bone, idk.


[ Fuck the creepy shit, MANTICORE are aggressively throwing a Solstice party! Because why not, and who has the patience to wait until New Years? ]

[ There are locations/prompts in toplevels, but feel free to start your own as well. Generic timeline of the night would be: cooking, dinner, socializing with games and booze and possibly other things, and  a movie marathon into the wee hours of the morning for the ones interested.  ]

Comments

[stylistic_disloyalty]

The meat rolls look sinful, but I have a soft spot for mashed potatoes. And it smells like you made them with the right amount of garlic.

[Read: a ton. Luci sets her plate down next to him and takes a seat.]

Every time I want Italian food from now on, you're going to find me tugging on your sleeve. I imagine I've been ruined for it.

[sharktrash]

The potatoes are Genos' work. [ But he still looks pleased, because hey, you compliment his best bud, it's the same as complimenting him. ] He's actually surprisingly good. Could make 4/5ths of a decent housewife at least.

[ Mocking your bandmates is how you show love, right? Also it's not like it's a lie. (Except that Genos could probably make two whole perfect housewives.) ]

Sounds good to me. Better get the authentic thing. [ If she doesn't stop him, he just might go off on a rant here. ] No offense, but people in Americana fucking suck at making cultural meals. That shit they sell as sushi around here? Not by a long shot. You've gotta go to the country or import a cook if you wanna taste the real deal.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

I don't think I have to guess which fifth he's lacking-- or maybe I'm wrong. [She flashes a sly smirk at Squalo and digs in. None of her business what happens in the MANTICORE suite, but it is fun to imagine sometimes.]

[She does in fact let him rant, and when he finishes Luci is staring at him with a mouth full of meatroll and potatoes. She takes a moment to chew and swallow.] Squalo, I came from Britannia. Everything tastes better here.

[sharktrash]

Life's more fun with a bit of mystery in it.

[ He'll give her a wink and a grin back, because why the fuck not. And then go silent for a moment, staring back. There's something like... almost pity in his expression for a moment. It's really only a stereotype that Brits can't cook, but that's what you tend to know when you're from somewhere else... ]

Shit, I'm so sorry about your childhood.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Oh shut up. [She laughs and nearly tosses a bit of bread at him. But she'd rather eat it, so...] We had killer Indian food. Loved that when I could get it.

[sharktrash]

[ He'll all ready to duck under that breat throw, but oh well, not necessary. ]

As long as it tasted good, I guess.

[ Though he has his doubts if it was actually Indian food, looks like. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Tasted great. Made my nose run every time-- and made going back to my mum's cooking even more depressing. [She grins.] So basically, after tonight, I'm going to be depressed unless you come and cook for me.

[sharktrash]

Sounds genuine. [ But then he's snortlaughing, whoops. ] Vooooi, that's fucking blackmail! I'll have to quit my rockstar career and become a fulltime chef at this rate.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Oh, so I can emotionally blackmail you, I see... [Luci grins. She is totally trolling him but... maybe there's a little more truth behind it than she'd like to come to light. It's nice to have friends, okay okay.]

Nah, I couldn't do that. Depriving the world of your music is a sin even I can't contemplate for myself.

[sharktrash]

You can try, at any rate.

[ He's not exactly nice and he doesn't make it a secret, however he can be convinced to do things for people he actually likes. Luci's managed to secure her place in that pantheon so far. ]

Good. But feel free to drop by anyway. I'm usually the one making breakfast.

[ Mostly because his sleep schedule is fucked up due to his taste for stimulants and general insanity, but hey. Shit writes better in the night. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Mnnn, no sex required and I still get fed? Wicked. [She grins and puts more meat roll in her mouth.] You've got yourself a regular suite guest.

[sharktrash]

[ He'll give her the middle finger because that's how one makes friends, right. ]

Get too regular and I might revise the "no sex required" part of agreement.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Just as planned. [She'll see your finger and raise you two fingers and her tongue between them. This is totally how you make friends.]

[sharktrash]

[ A+. ]

Could've just said you wanna ride the shark again from the start.

[ what is tact? what is decency? ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

I thought I made that pretty clear. Or do I have to put it in writing?

[Don't ask her, she sure doesn't know.]

[sharktrash]

Vooooiii, I haven't sunken to the point where I need to take written requests. Yet. [ grin. grin. ]