Time for a big ol' Nexus Block party

[sumarusfinest]

On a sleepy summer morning a wonderful smell begins to waft throughout the Nexus. For those familiar with this place there can only be one explanation but for those new faces to the nexus this may be a strange thing: seeing so many people flocking toward the sweet and savory scents perfuming the Nexus.

There are a few tables set out this morning in the Plaza in front of a small cafe loaded with several carafes of coffee, a myriad of pastries from more than a few different worlds and cultures, and a large pan of eggs and sausage kept warm over a chafing dish. On either end of the table are disposable plates, cups, and cutlery as well as a few welcome pamphlets in a small container. Along the front of the tables is a hand made banner.

Meet and Greet

Manning the tables is Katsuya Suou, red apron on and a cup of coffee in hand. He looks far too cheerful for how early in the morning it is. It's always satisfying to put one of these on and see the throngs of different people stuck in line together to get their food and find a place to sit among the tables and couches nearby.

"Right then, is anyone hungry? I've got more than enough here for everyone so please mingle among yourselves or feel free to ask me anything you'd like."


((OOC: This thread is ALL ABOUT threadjacking and hopping. I encourage folks to tag on each other's comments and mingle rather than to reply only to me. This is a huge opportunity to have your characters interact with people they wouldn't have talked to before. Branch out! Meet new people! Scheme new schemes! Steal the last chocolate croissant!))

Comments

[houmaprotector]

"...You're too kind." He's not. He is a monster in the grip of monster urges but he has it in him to try and remember humanity. That's what's important.

"I do the best I can. Not all giant swamp monsters are terrible people. At least, I'm not."

He gestured, "You really like berries."

[alittlehinky]

Monster is as monster does, maybe. Cricket hasn't seen his dark side, and he's an innocent in his own way. That, and he comes from a place that's pretty close to nature. You get to see the bright and the dangerous when you live in poor Appalachian country. You can still starve if the harvest fails, or get hypothermia if you wander outside in the winter. He figures the best thing to do when the natural world gets mean is to get out of its way. Humans are harder to deal with, in a lot of ways.

"I never met a giant swamp monster before, sir, so I wouldn't pre-judge." He grins a little, and then nods. "Blackberries are my favorite. My...my ma used to make pie out of 'em in the summer, but she ain't around any more."

He looks thoughtful. "Wonder if you can make moonshine with berries in the mash, like you can with apples? Bet it'd be sweet."

[houmaprotector]

Giant Swamp Monster.

It's the first time Alec hasn't felt, well. self conscious and it feels good. At the mention of moonshine however he can't help himself.

"It'd be easy. You could distill the stuff and if you didn't overuse it, serving it as a shot..."

One big hand tucks itself under his chin and he strokes his cheeks before he raises a hand over the ground and a blackberry bush begins to grow. Moving over to the table, a few people duck away from him as he grabs an empty container, a rather large one. By the time he returns, the plant is huge, bright leaves and buds for the berries themselves.

Alec sets down the container before he nods to the boy, "When the party is over, come and find me. I'll carry this to where you're staying."

[alittlehinky]

Cricket has always had friends in odd places. He's a square peg in a round hole, himself, and he's not too shy to work for any regard he hopes to gain, and that means he's ready to recognize other people on the fringes of society. Maybe even meet 'em halfway. If the giant swamp monster is kind to him, he's happy to be friendly right back.

He brightens at the assessment of the possibilities. Blackberry liquor sounds like the nectar of the gods as far as he's concerned. The sudden growth of the berry bush startles him into stepping back, eyes getting wide as it grows, visibly, before his eyes. He's so absorbed watching he barely even notices Alec slip away for a container and return. It's certainly one of the thicker, healthier plants he's ever seen.

He looks up at Alec, back at the plant, and then up again. "For me? Really? Geezus. I'll take good care of it, sir!"

He's pretty sure Harley will welcome the plant, too, whether in the greenhouse or outside on the property.

[houmaprotector]

"The green likes people like you." He can be magnanimous. Generous. Kingly, "Folk who are the salt of the earth."

He nods, "if you need anything else, let me know. I'd be more then happy to help."

[alittlehinky]

Beaming, Cricket offers a last handshake. He has no problem responding to kingly condescension, and it's hard not to take a liking to someone who's given a generous gift. "Much obliged, sir. Really. When I make the liquor I'll bring you some, and you don't have to drink it unless you wanna."