acatalepsy_logs | Don't Skip Your Flu Shot

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 ♥]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Keith...you don't ask why when it comes to a pillow fort. You just climb under and make sure you have more pillows than the other guy.

[He says this like it is the most serious thing he has ever said. Still, it's not long before he's smiling.]

See? That's the spirit. The only thing that would make it more authentic would be snacks...maybe some comic books or a handheld video game.

[All right, despite himself, Keith cracks a smile now.]

Yeah, that would add to it, wouldn't it?

[That said.] Snacks we could probably do.

[There is a kitchen that can be raided. So while comic books and nintendo are out of reach, munchies are doable.]

Oh yeah? You want to go on a mission for some?

[He figured Keith would do well on a 'mission'...even if it was a snack retrieval kind.]

...yeah. I can do that. Anything in particular?

[He can stealth his way to the kitchen and see what he can grab for the fort. Provisions!]

Well, I had a lot of curry earlier...so I guess if there's anything sweet in the kitchens that'd be good.

[Hunk hadn't quite had a chance to start baking up a bunch of stuff yet, but surely if someone had taken the time to make curry there were other snacks to be found, right?]

Got it.

[Mission accepted. Keith will see what he can find. He hesitates before he ducks out.]

Am I going to have to remember a password again?

[What are the rules here??]

Uh, yeah. That's the whole point of a password. You have to use it every time.

[He smiles.] But don't worry. I won't change it while you're gone. Come on Mr. Blade of Marmora...surely you can remember a password.

Just don't change it, and I'll be fine.

[But despite himself he grins, shaking his head.]

So you know, Kolivan wouldn't know what to do with a blanket fort either.

[And with that he slips out and heads off to raid the kitchen. Stealthy like.]

You got it.

[And that last part leaves Hunk thinking, so by the time that Keith is returning Hunk blurts out.]

Do you think they have pillow forts in space? Like, I don't think that would be part of the Galra...but do you think some aliens out there also came up with it?

I mean... maybe? It seems like the sort of thing that kids from any sort of culture with blankets and pillows might come up with, right?

[Keith answers, thoughtful as he and the snacks that he pilfered settle back into the fort.]

Most of the aliens that we've met... there not all that different, when you get to the basics of things. Families are still families. People still want to be safe and happy.

[He thinks of Shay. And suddenly the pillow fort seems a bit pointless.]

Maybe if they had free time. If you're worried about other stuff...you wouldn't really have the time or maybe even supplies for stuff like this.

You'd be surprised.

[Keith settles to a seat and pushes the snacks towards Hunk.

Fruit and what he hopes are cookies.]

Even when you're worried about things, even when everything feels uncertain, kids... still find a way to be kids. Times like that, little things matter even more.

[Keith reaches up to tug at one edge of the sheets gently, hesitating before he continues. He's never been good at this opening up thing, but hey.] In the group home, before I wound up at the Garrison, it's not like we had a lot, and it's not like things were exactly great for most of us, but that didn't stop us from finding a way to play.

[Hunk selects a cookie, but the fruit looks good too. He hasn't had too many issues with the foods here yet...the strangest thing has mostly been the appearance of a lot of things. However, cooking alien food had prepared him quite a bit for that aspect of it.]

Oh yeah...[He forgets sometimes the kind of childhood Keith had. Until recently (that is being part of Voltron together) he'd really only thought of Keith as that classmate who got expelled and caused a lot of trouble. But, he'd never really taken the time to consider why he might have acted the way he did. Mostly Hunk avoided people like that and focused on his dream of becoming a mechanic and engineer.] It's important to have something else...especially when everything else might be pretty terrible.

Exactly, yeah. Little things wind up being really important.

[Like a knife you can't explain but are willing to risk your life over, for example.

Keith snags one of the cookies too and settles back against the wall, careful to pick an actual wall and not just a blanket wall.]

Don't Skip Your Flu Shot

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