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 ♥]

Comments

[flyingsolos]

[ yeah, honestly, it sucks. ]

I think there's a kind of... soothing taste to it, though? Like, there's nothing I really hate about it. We're just short on seasoning in general.

[ladame]

True. I'm surprised. They have the means to bring us to another world, and give us these high-tech smart watches, but the kitchen could use some work. Everything here looks to be old.

[ she's a city girl, always has been, so this setting is still growing on her. ]

[flyingsolos]

Yeah... maybe they had to give priority to some things and didn't have enough magic to update the rest of the temple? I really miss microwaves and electric stoves, though.

[ladame]

Yet the witch has enough magic to whisk people away from their homes.

[ which is so beyond suspicious to her, but what can she do? there's no simple solution to this predicament. that won't stop her from mistrusting the intentions of this trip out of world. ]

I guess I just don't understand. Magic isn't... well it's sort of a thing where I come from, but not quite like this.

[flyingsolos]

You and me both. I don't know of any magic that was enough to pull people out of their own worlds.

[ She misses Eclipes and Greeds already. ]

[ladame]

...

Please excuse me, Rion. I feel like I've ruined the mood of things. [ she's... usually a pessimist about bad situations, when she really considers it. ] We should search for the good in the bad, even when things are challenging.

[ and... she just realized the slip she made, but she hopes rion doesn't catch it. ]

[flyingsolos]

No, you didn't.

... But how do you know my name?

[ yeah. She caught that. ]

[ladame]

[ shoot. ]

Ah... well...

[ she doesn't actually have a coherent excuse to make. ]

[flyingsolos]

... I thought so.

Noir, right?

[ladame]

...

[ she takes a breath in, and- ]

Seems you figured me out. [ POINTS! AT! HER!! ] Well done, Rion!

[flyingsolos]

... Thanks, but you weren't that subtle.