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

[spellweave]

[He's ready to argue if she refuses but thankfully she agrees. He shifts over to make room for her but even so it's a bit of a tight space. He tries not to be embarrassed about it.

He's also sitting with his legs crossed and he smiles.]

Indeed. I feel like nodding off already.

[Maybe i's a little too cozy. He feels tired instantly just by sitting here. The dim lighting filtering through the blanket and the warmth makes it very easy to just... fall asleep.

In fact as they talk further he eventually just kind of does. And just in case Ann thinks she can leave he slumps against her shoulder, fast asleep.]

[cakebuffet]

[At least they're both on the slender side, which makes it a little easier to squeeze in, although Ann has quite a bit of height on Alphinaud— her head touches against the blanket they have draped over the top like a tent, and she gives him a sheepish smile as she ducks it down to put them a little more at eye-level.]

Good. You do that— you need the rest. I'll keep you company until you drop off, okay?

[What she doesn't expect, however, is Alphinaud falling asleep on her as they talk— and she doesn't expect her own eyes to suddenly feel so heavy, either. She's been pushing herself for a couple of days now; it makes sense that it would be catching up to her, and if he's resting against her shoulder...

Well, she doesn't want to disturb his rest. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em— or in this case, if you can't wake 'em. Before too long, Ann drifts off as well, sprawled out on the floor of the pillow fort with Alphinaud propped against her shoulder.]