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Edward Elric ([personal profile] alchemyfreak) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs2017-12-14 01:36 pm

[Open] Hygge Celebration on Floor Six

who: Everyone inclined to join
what: New arrival welcome party/Hygge dinner for the month
when: After the new arrivals show up
where: Communal Building - Floor Six
warnings: Please put warnings in subject lines below



Floor Six had managed, in a way, to become their own Found Family. Sure other residents came and went, and many they barely got to know at all, but the core of who was living there now all meant something to Ed. Which meant for this holiday - as cozy as the cabins were - he intended to do something at home as well. The lack of a fireplace might make the setting a bit less matching with the theme of the month, but there was no way the floor itself wasn't warm from all of the cooking. He'd spent the day preparing for this, intent on dragging everyone into it - in some cases, whether they liked it or not.

All residents of Floor Six would have been left an invite with details about the event.

While the food is cooking Ed has set out the usual array of snacks. There wasn't much to this "party" outside of the food, if people wanted to hang out and watch TV or play games everything was available but he hadn't bothered to set it all up like what had been done for Al's birthday. This was more about mingling and socialization than games, getting to know others, celebrating the holiday and welcoming the newcomers to the floor - although should anyone look, they were still present to be used.

The table was set for everyone to eat, the counters littered with whatever food wouldn't fit on the table around the place settings. The usual staples were naturally present, chips, dips, pretzels, popcorn and other bowls of snacks. Mostly, there was food though, substantial food. This wasn't an intel meeting, this was actually meant to be a get together, a celebration of sorts. Anyone is welcome to help themselves to the pots of stew available - not knowing what everyone liked meant he had made smaller portions of a few recipes instead of one large helping, so a variety of options (meats and a strictly vegetable version) are laid out. As are a few other meals - roasts and various meats, salad, and other side dishes, appropriate for this time of year. (Basically feel free to imagine a variety of options to be enjoyed.) Buckets filled with ice housed drinks of all flavors on either end of the kitchen island, although nothing alcoholic was offered should someone provide their own that was entirely up to them.

Warm beverages, hot cocoa, tea, coffee were also available and once everyone's eaten there would be desserts laid out as well. Ice cream, cookies, a small cake thanks to a certain conversation Ed had with another resident in the previous month, and a small collection of pies matching the season.

When Ed sent out the invitations he invited them to bring their own favorite dish if they'd like - assuring that there was no obligation as plenty of food would already be provided for everyone. Of course, the invitation is always extended to bring along friends, the reason this was happening in the communal building was to provide the space for any number of people to show up, while also including the residents of Floor Six that they may not actually know as well.

Board games, video games, playing cards, etc. are all available in the communal entertainment area for others to do while not eating!


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Ragnar Lothbrok | ota (the new roomie)

[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-15 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ragnar was at a slight disadvantage when it came to invitations and the like, he was completely illiterate. The piece of paper had been set aside without a second thought. Luckily, he happened to be around when food was starting to be prepped and finding out about the party after that was simple and, of course, he had no plans.

He was naturally curious about all of the snack type foods that he'd never seen before as well as transfixed and obviously puzzled by the television. This was also the first time he'd ever had sugar, coffee, tea and chocolate.

For what felt like the hundredth time during the night, he once again asked, "What's that?"
hititwithacrowbar: (Jason - watching Arty)

[personal profile] hititwithacrowbar 2017-12-15 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Jason had been reading over one of his books, walking as he did so, stopping to grab some of the chips and dip. Looking up from his pages when he heard the very nordic voice. One of his dark brows arched before he remembered, much like with his Victorian friends, these things are far from common place. Closing the book aside he looked to the man, suddenly wishing he hadn't shaved off his beard that had started growing in while he was sick.

"It's dip. You take one of the chips or pretzel's and put it into it then eat it." He motioned to each before doing do himself. One being a cheese dip, so he stuck a pretzel in and then ate that. "It's pretty good. You want a beer man?" It might have been stereotyping but, Jason figured the guy looked old world and he tended to have the booze to himself here.
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[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-15 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"And these are... dried...?" Dried something. What, he wasn't sure, but he liked them. They were salty and delicious. He watched Jason and then mimicked him, raising both eyebrows and giving him a nod of approval at the taste of the dip.

"The beer is in the white cold box, right?" Or so he'd been told. But, since the offer was on the table, "I would like one."
hititwithacrowbar: (Jason - Roy: Hat)

[personal profile] hititwithacrowbar 2017-12-19 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Kinda, it's a baking process that wont make a lot of sense if I explained it." He spoke, but deciding that being hella old world was a good enough excuse not to understand that one. So his tone wasn't condescending.

He moved back and pulled the fridge open, taking out two beers one darker and twisted the lid off of each before handing the darker one to Ragnar, figuring the darker would be better for him. "Yeah, it's called a refrigerator, but we just say fridge, cause were kind of lazy in my time." He replied playfully as he offered the bottle over.

"My name's Jason."
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[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-19 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes. 'Fridge'," He couldn't remember who had told him what it had been called, but he'd forgotten. The word was a strange one, "It's not lazy. It's smart. Food keeps better in the cold. Meat can keep all winter without having to be dried into jerky. If we could trap the cold of ice and winter in a box, we would as well."

He took the offered beer gladly, immediately taking a drink.

"Ragnar," He offered, "You also live here. I think I've seen you before."
hititwithacrowbar: (Jason - regaining consciousness)

[personal profile] hititwithacrowbar 2017-12-19 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I meant with cutting the word in half, but yes, the device itself is quiet smart. Granted, I love jerky so, I wouldn't complain to much. Even in the box their is a set time meat can be kept unless its frozen though." He explained with a wave of a hand as he leaned against the bar.

"Ragnar, that is a cool name. And yeah, I live here, I was the one sick last week." He spoke with shrug. "I work nights so I'm not here a lot."
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[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-20 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah... the box. It can freeze. The section on the top keeps things colder, yes?" See, he's learning... especially when it involved food.

"Is it cool?" It sounded a lot like a compliment, but it was a compliment he didn't understand in the least bit and somehow Jason was the first one who had used that word around him. "What do you do when you work nights?"
hititwithacrowbar: (Essence - hands)

[personal profile] hititwithacrowbar 2017-12-21 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, we call it a freezer." He hated machine names. They were silly. "There is also canning as a means of preservation, but I don't really know how to do that." He spoke with a shrug. "Plenty of books on it though."

The way he spoke it made Jason grin a little. "Cool is a compliment, and yes it is. I am a perimeter guard. So, I do different jobs mostly guarding stuff or exploring the jungle."
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[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-22 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Because it freezes things," Ragnar smirked, "At least, that is a name that makes sense.

I have not heard of 'canning', but we dry things, usually with salt or fire. Food lasts longer that way, but it is usually tough and not as good."

He did find himself missing being able to snack on dried fish, however, and he was still trying to get the hang of shopping for food and the worth of money here.

Jason's explanation of 'cool' fell a bit short. He still didn't really understand it, but then he mentioned the perimeter guard and Ragnar perked up.

"I've been assigned there as well. All of my work has been during the day so far though. Tell me. My son is also part of the guard. He said there were great monsters that live beyond the fences. What sort of beasts have you seen?" His blue eyes were bright, practically glinting with excitement.
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[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-18 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
It certainly didn't look like any pie he'd ever seen save for the shape. He also didn't recognize the name of it.

"It is a pie?" His brow furrowed slightly as he looked at the creamy looking filling, "I have not. What's in it?"

He glanced towards the oven, not exactly sure what it did either. As far as the kitchen went, he'd learned the only critical thing - a lot of food and the drinks were kept in the large white cold-box.
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[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-19 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I know what a pie is," Ragnar sounded somewhere between amused and annoyed, emphasizing his words with an eye roll. He points to the actual pie Yu is holding, "That does not look like a pie."

He holds out his hand for the lime, turning it with obvious curiosity before bringing it up to his nose to sniff it. Since it was still whole, it didn't actually smell like much.

"Hm. I have never had one. And I have never had a lime pie," He looks from the fruit in his hand to the custard looking substance in the pie, assuming the inside of the fruit was somehow squishy and white.

"Are these common where you are from?" He motions with the lime.
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[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-19 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
He makes no comment about cakes or lemons. There's definitely no recognition or moment of revelation, which might make it obvious that he's never heard of those things either.

"I would," He nodded, "I can have this one?"

Again, the word grocery meant next to nothing to him and he was momentarily puzzled when stores were mentioned. A store, to him, related to storage, but he figured it out.

"Like a market? People bring them to where you live to trade or sell them?" That made sense. There were many things his people had to trade for because their climate wasn't suitable for them.
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[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-21 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ragnar had started to move the unpeeled lime to his mouth to take a bite when Yu saved him just in time. He slid the plate closer and picked up the knife, slicing the lime in half.

"It's not white. It doesn't look like what's in your pie," He immediately reported, turning it to show the young man as if he thought he might've been given one that maybe wasn't ripe yet.
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[personal profile] storradr 2017-12-23 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"For the inside of the pie as well?" Well, there's where he was getting confused. All the pies he'd seen or had the insides had been whole chunks of fruit or things like chicken pot pie, "I look forward to trying what you've made. It will be a first."

But back to the lime. He sliced it one more time so he had a quarter and ten raised it to his mouth, biting the middle and avoiding the thick peel. His face immediately puckered. He hadn't spit it out, so that was a plus. Looking over at Yu, he licked his lips still trying to figure out if he liked the flavor or not.

"It's strong... but good. I like it... I think."