Don't Skip Your Flu Shot

[purrtagonist]

Who: Everyone! It's a mingle post for the first week of Struxta sickness!!
Where: All around the temple
When: During the first week of the sickness
Rating PG?? At most??
What: Curry, blankets and pillow forts, and other assorted sick things

[With the Struxta illness sweeping through the temple like a wildfire, and with so many new arrivals trying to get adjusted to temple living, it's probably no surprise that things around the Astoria's little pocket of space have gotten a little hectic. Feeling under the weather? Looking for something warm to soothe that scratchy throat? Just want to curl up underneath a pile of blankets and not move for like, seven hours or so? Never fear! A Mysterious Helper (TM) has you covered]

A. Curry in the Kitchen

[The kitchen smells extremely nice during lunchtime this week, the only meal of the day that isn't pre-prepared by the misty servants. Like the scent of coffee intermingled with complementary spices. Those who take the initiative to investigate will find something pleasant waiting for them. A few pots of fresh made curry and steamed rice; a few pots of miso soup (a. . . little on the salty side, sorry); and some freshly brewed coffee already poured into individual mugs, along with cream and sugar and whatever additives your heart desires. It's all strewn out across the counter tops with a handwritten note pinned against the wall above the stove:]

Help yourself, and get well soon.

[There isn't any sign of the mysterious chef when you enter the kitchen, and if you arrive near the end of lunch hour, some of the food and coffee miiiiight be a bit cold. But hey! This might be a good chance to mingle with some of your new coworkers who are also seeking out a warm meal to help quell some of their cold symptoms. Just please don't sneeze into the curry pot, thanks. . .]

[Lunch will be laid out in the kitchen every day at lunchtime for the entire first week of the sickness. Help yourselves!]

B. The Temple Hallways

[THERE ARE BLANKETS AND PILLOWS EVERYWHERE]

[. . . no, seriously. For some reason, it's like you can't even walk down a hallway without tripping over a bundled up blanket or a pillow. What's up with that! For the most part, they're normal bedtime accessories, although you may find a bundle of pillows and blankets stacked up into an ENTIRE PILLOW FORT if you're lucky.]

[Pinned to the walls of the hallways (not every hallway, but enough of them that it should be easy to find one of the signs without wandering for too long) are more handwritten signs:]

Whoever can build the tallest pillow fort will receive one (1) high five as a grand prize. Good luck. Blanket provider is not responsible for anyone accidentally falling asleep in the hallways and blocking your route back to your bedroom.

[Hm. Well, that's weird. Anyway! You can build a pillow fort if you want, grab some blankets to take back to your room, or. . . nap in the hallways. Or do whatever! They're all free for the taking. Maybe you could even team up with another Circle member to try and win that extremely coveted high five??]

C. Wildcard

[Don't feel like interacting with any of the above? That's okay! Make your own prompt based on the event stuff over here, or just use this post for. . . whatever you want! It's totally and completely open for mingling for new and old characters alike, so. HAVE FUN ♥]

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feed mee

[reeliable]

[If there's one thing he can do still, it's smell, and while the cooking doesn't quite smell like Iggy's homemade curry - Noctis is still trailing the smell like a bloodhound, eventually coming into the kitchen to spy someone else at the stove. Wrapped up in two blankets like they are a suitable hood and cape, he comes in closer without caring that this is a stranger.

They're making food and it smells good.

It's only when he gets closer that Noct can see the wobbling, and he thinks again about how good the food smells - ugh. He can't let someone overwork themselves either.]

Hey, do you want a chair? Might be better to take it easy. [Says one sick guy to another.]

shoves food in his mouth

[annoyings]

I'm fine. [ he's very curt about it, because if one more person asks him if he's okay he's going to throw someone off of a roof!!!!

okay, not really. but, izumi's not about to show any weakness to anyone, not even a stranger. he tilts his chin up just a little over his cooking and stirs the pot with his spoon, determined to keep up the appearance.

...his gaze slots back over to noctis, though, eyeing him up and down with his hood...blanket combo. ] What are you supposed to be? Halloween was months ago.

NOMNOMnom

[reeliable]

[Ah, the stubborn sort, and not the kind to really argue with. Noctis tries to let it roll off his back even as he woozes a bit where he stands - it still smells really good, and he hasn't quite convinced himself to walk away just yet. Izumi still doesn't look great, and honestly, moving doesn't sound fun anyway.

Glancing over when he feels eyes on him as well, Noct only curls the blanket around him a little tighter, ignoring that it's supposed to be a quip.]

I'm cold. You lose about thirty percent of your heat through your head and I don't have a hat, so this is gonna have to do. [When a dumb high school percentage gets stuck in your mind and you have to go with it.]

[annoyings]

[ ........ ]

That's stupid. [ wow. izumi, why are you so rude... with a scoff, he turns back to his cooking. and just like noct's not going anywhere, he hasn't kicked him out or anything, either. sena stirs his curry, watching it go around and determined not to pass out or sneeze in it or something equally ridiculous. ]

Whatever, you might as well stay. It's almost done, and I made too much anyway. There's no way that idiot's going to want to eat anything, so I'll have extra. [ well that's slightly less rude ]

[reeliable]

[It is pretty rude, but Noct has honestly dealt with worse and actually coming across a brash personality sort of reminds him of high school - a simpler sort of time. So he embraces the crap and gives a little snort, even as he sways mildly where he stands... and with enough time, there's an invitation. Turning his head away for a moment just to hide the hint of smile that tries to form on his face, stuffing it down so he doesn't irritate the guy more, Noct gives a little nod when he looks back.]

Alright, I can clear a plate and help make it disappear faster. [See, he's a nice guy - helping make this food go away, so Izumi doesn't have to explain to anyone else that he's been cooking when he should be resting. Yup.]

[annoyings]

[ there. that much helps. izumi doesn't seem to notice that he's been played just a little bit, and there's a semi peaceful silence as he stirs the last bit of the sauce, letting it thicken up properly. the spices in this place are pretty weird (not to mention the meat), but when he takes a spoonful, it's spicy enough that he can taste it even through his stuffed nose.

perfect. izumi gestures over his shoulder, hand opening and closing, then fingers snapping, a "gimme". ] Bowl.

[ if you wanna eat you gotta help ]

[reeliable]

[Even just standing here the last few minutes as they wait for the sauce to thicken, Noct can breathe in deep and get a good whiff through his snot nose - mm, it really does smell great. With that gesture, it takes him a beat, but Noct goes to collect a bowl (two bowls really) and passes one over.

With the time he gets after though, he goes and washes his hands, intent on keeping his germs to himself.]