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

[makeitright]

[oyes.

Okay, so she's less inclined to start a real fight with her benevolent band lead but she'll still narrow her eyes at her like this is war.]

Yup. Starvin'.

[She's waiting to see if Luci will decide if this is the hill she wants to die on. Fetch has planted her flag on Mount Food already, but she might be convinced to split it.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci grins, leaning in pretty close to Fetch-- which she's no doubt seen Luci do to Xanxus as a strange kind of animal-type bonding exercise. This is how comfortable Luci is with her bandmates.]

You tell Squalo that you're enjoying this enough to stare me down for it?

[makeitright]

No but I'll be sure to get to that after I'm done eating.

[She's ready to play gay chicken, Luci. No fear.

Right now at least, as long as she doesn't get bitten on the nose or something she'll be fine.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

You better, or I'll take this back out of you. [Luci laughs and pulls her fork away.] He busted his ass to feed us, we might not give a shit about much, but we don't piss on hospitality, am I right?

[makeitright]

Ew. [Fetch comments as Luci relinquishes the fish to her. That imagary, Luci, why?]

Feeding me is the ultimate, don't worry about it.

[Seriously, Fetch and food are on the best of terms. There's no way she would snub a cook.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Because she's Luci. No further explanation needed, right?]

Alright, alright, I'll stop worrying about it. [That's her best Jewish Mother impression there.] I only worry because he's a dick, but I think we all speak the same language, right? [She grins and helps herself to more garlic bread instead.]

[makeitright]

[Fetch appreciates that impression if it's any consolation. Reminds her of the neighborhood she grew up in.]

We're all just a bunch of assholes.

[aka: yes of course mommy i'll tell him thank you.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Doesn't mean we can't kill them with politeness. Nothing better than the polite asshole. Come on, before somebody steals our seats. [She jerks her head towards the table.]

[makeitright]

Long as we stop talking about assholes. I got food to eat.

[Fetch follows Luci dutifully and takes her seat before anyone else can snag it. She may have glared someone eyeing it far away from them but hey.]