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× the mods ([info]immunemod) wrote in [info]immune_ic,
@ 2011-11-24 15:57:00

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Entry tags:! group scene, # 2011 [11] november, brandon, ellie, kori, leah

OPEN THANKSGIVING THREAD
WHO: OPEN TO ALL
WHAT: Thanksgiving, 2018
WHERE: Everywhere.
WHEN: Thanksgiving, 2018! ;)
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Open to all!

HOW THIS WORKS: This post is completely open. Do you want your character to celebrate Thanksgiving; or did you maybe want them to organize a small Thanksgiving celebration at their current safehouse? Did you just want them to reminisce about Thanksgivings past with a family member or friend? That's what this post is for!

If your post is for specific characters only, mark it in the subject. For example, if Lucy and I were to post with Allie and Ollie, we would put Allie and Ollie in the subject. But if we wanted to leave it open for others? We would say Allie, Ollie and OPEN.

Go crazy! And Happy Thanksgiving, folks! ♥



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Moe and OPEN
[info]simonecordova
2011-11-25 04:24 am UTC (link)
Even before the world went to shit Simone hated Thanksgiving. It was just a holiday that had all of the right intentions on the outside but when you broke out your magnifying glass you could see all of the cracks and imperfections. You shove all of your family together and expect them to put aside all of their differences, be thankful for each other, and share a wonderful meal. What that translated into for Moe was catty aunts and cousins, drunken uncles, and fighting. But looking back on it, she would take it all back in a second: the burnt sweet potatoes, the dry turkey, and the even the annual trip to the emergency room when the family football game gets out of hand. Anything would be better than her sitting alone in the fire house trying to pry a can of jellied cranberry open with her knife.

She can't quite manage to get it all the way open, the knife going no further than the inner lip of the can. Now she knows that it isn’t the blade, she just sharpened it after all. The only conclusion that she could come to was that she was completely useless and it’s was her that was the problem. From the small incision that she was able to make, the contents of the can started to leak all over her hands. It was sticky and gross and made her fingers fuse together as she gripped the handle of her knife. She doesn't even like cranberry that much. It’s was always her brother’s favorite, but it was the only thing that she could find that irrevocably reminded her of Thanksgiving with her family. The knife began to sink father into the aluminum and joy flooded over Moe, a feeling of accomplishment that instantly lifted her spirits. She could almost taste it now, almost had it, just one more push and-

“Son of a bitch!” the tip of the knife slid into the open palm of her hand. It only slid in about an inch or two, but the puncture was long and it hurt. It really hurt. Blood began to pool in her hand, the dark red liquid from the can staining her skin along with the blood. Hastily, she wrapped her hand with the cleanest cloth that she could find and tied the knot tight. Stupid can. Stupid knife! Throwing the can across the room it hit that will with a loud bang. Moe's hand started to throb, she was going to need a stitch or two.

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Ellie, Open
[info]stampitout
2011-11-25 05:16 am UTC (link)
Ellie didn't care about Thanksgiving.

Her family had never thought much of the holiday, except when father was feeling particularly American.

Often Mr and Mrs Stamp hadn't even come home in November, for what little time Eloise had out of school; she'd spent all of that time running wild instead, though of course when the time came she always wandered back into the lab, predictable and quiet.

Truthfully, she didn't understand what there was to be especially thankful for on any given day. Most of her life Eloise had managed to be grateful for the things that were decent -- even the things that weren't. It wasn't her place to pick and choose, though sometimes a girl couldn't help it.

This Thanksgiving she sat at a table by herself, staring out of a high window. Everything looked ruined, destroyed -- dead. No better or worse. She lit a cigarette and put her headphones in.

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O'Brien, Laney (if she wants to bring by the antibiotics!)
[info]detectiveobrien
2011-11-25 09:43 am UTC (link)
Oddly enough, holidays were kind of a big deal for O'Brien. If only because they were big for the entire O'Brien family. Or had been. Though Brannon and his siblings had been raised in both Missouri and New Jersey, once they were out of the house and on their own, it didn't take Mr. and Mrs. O'Brien long to move back to Kansas City. That left the O'Brien siblings with the task of traveling back and forth between wherever they lived on their own, to Kansas City, Missouri.

That was where he would have been, right now, had it not been for the outbreak. With his family. Eating mashed potatoes, among other delicious things.

Sure, he was the bachelor uncle that often had to sleep on the couch, but he actually kind of missed that. He missed his family-- and to be honest, didn't really know where all of them were, or if they were even still alive. By the time he'd made it back to Kansas City to find them, they were obviously gone. Cleared out, like everyone else in the world, it seemed.

Being dead sounded a lot better than being alive, these days, but he would be honest. He was grateful that he had stumbled into the library and survived all that had happened to him. He had met some very nice and generous people. He didn't have anyone left, that he was aware of, really-- so the congenial people that he had run into this past week, yeah, he was thankful for them.

He was still thankful for his gun too.

But he still wished that he had some mashed potatoes. Alas.

O'Brien was no longer in Quarantine, but he decided, now that he was safely back to the Library, that he would go back to the infirmary. At least he had a more comfortable place to sleep, there.

Looking past the origami swan, made out of a useless $20 dollar bill he'd found, in his hands, O'Brien focused on the woman who had been crying all evening. Something about her kid. Fortunately, she had finally fallen asleep. He was glad for it. Some other guy was coughing up what sounded like a lung, several beds over and O'Brien mad a bit of a face. Not appetizing at all.

Suddenly he was no longer in the mood for some delicious home cooked mashed potatoes.

Moving, O'Brien reached for the Pringles can to drop the newest origami swan into it. Putting the lid back on, he set it back over withe his things, slid further down into the bed, turning onto his side to lay his head against the pillow.

This wasn't the worst Thanksgiving ever, but he wished that it was better. Pulling his blanket up over his shoulders, he closed his eyes to eventually-- and hopefully drift off to sleep.

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Bennett & Lucretia
[info]bwgrantham
2011-11-26 07:27 am UTC (link)
No, Bennett wasn't American, and Thanksgiving wasn't that big of a deal to him... but he'd been in America long enough to be used to it and used to the idea. And it was a holiday that brought family and loved ones together, was it not?

And the one person he had left, in the whole wide world, was Lucretia. She meant just about everything to him-- but she knew that.

It wasn't much, but he'd traded a few books, and managed to get his hands on canned green beans and a can of cranberries. Once he'd spotted his partner, Bennett made his way over behind her, reaching around to set the two cans down in front of her. "I realize you're not American," he began teasingly, and leaned down to press a kiss to the top of her head before continuing around to join her, sitting down. "But I'll be damned if I let you spend a holiday-- any holiday, American, British, whatever, alone."

So he'd managed to get them a nice little dinner of green beans and cranberries apparently. Hey. It was all he could find; these days, you couldn't exactly be picky.

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]inquinate
2011-11-27 01:24 am UTC (link)
It wasn't that big of a deal to Lucretia either. Well she'd gotten sort of used to it, and even had a Thanksgiving or two at her own house during her years in America. But she liked Thanksgiving enough. Even if there were no presents. And holidays were kind of important now that there weren't that many people.

He was the only person that she had as well. And he meant everything to her in the same way.

Though she was looking forward to their time on the roof, she was surprised when he came over with greenbeans and cranberries. She gazed up at him, an grinned slightly. "I thought we were going to the roof. Not alone. Well you know. Maybe. Look at that. Cranberries. I don't think I remember what they taste like." Or greenbeans for that matter.

"Going to join me?"

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]bwgrantham
2011-11-30 07:26 am UTC (link)
Bennett remembered Lucy having a Thanksgiving or two with her family. He'd been invited once, hadn't he? He didn't remember going-- something about taking the opportunity to fly back home and visit family in England. He liked her family, though. It still made him incredibly sick to think about what Lucretia had had to do. He felt very sad for her sometimes. He knew she loved her family very much. She still did and always would. He just wished that, for her sake, she still had them. He didn't like seeing her sad.

They could still go up on the roof and see if it had actually begun to snow or not.. He looked forward to it. But he wanted to make sure she had dinner first.

Bennett smiled, "We are. We will. But I thought you could use a fancy Holiday-worthy dinner." He shrugged, "your guess is as good as mine. i may or may not have given some bullets away for those, so you'd better enjoy them," he teased, moving to pull his Swiss Army knife from his pocket to open the cans with.

"I would love nothing more than to join you, Lucy," He offered another smile up at her before dropping his gaze back down to the can as he worked at opening it. Thank God for the Swiss, right? The knife could do just about anything. It wasn't as time efficient as electric can openers, etc, but it got the job done. "Because I," he got the lid off of the green beans and held the can over to her, "am very thankful to still have you."

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]inquinate
2011-11-30 06:29 pm UTC (link)
Those Thanksgivings had been really nice, actually. She loved having Bennett over for those holidays. It made him feel part of her family and she liked that he was. Now that he was all the family that she had, she looked forward to holidays with him. Even if the holidays weren't exactly what either one of them were expecting. She'd do her very best not to be sad during this time.

"That's definitely something, thank you," and then she leaned over and kissed his cheek sweetly. Honestly she had no idea how she could ever get through all of this without him. "Giving bullets away just for dinner? Well then I'll eat all of it."

Grinning back at him, Lucretia took the can of green beans and took up her fork. "I am very thankful to still have you too. More than anything else. Really. You're the only good thing I have." Giving his hand a squeeze, she started to eat her green beans. They weren't bad, though she wished they were cooked or warm. Ah well. She had to be thankful for what she had.

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]bwgrantham
2011-12-01 06:25 am UTC (link)
Bennett was appreciative of all the times that Lucretia and her family had invited him to spend a holiday, or just a random evening with them. The Lewises were like his second family.

Bennett couldn't exactly help the sheepish smile that he always got when Lucretia leaned in to give him that kiss on the cheek. She always had a way of making him blush. Her kisses were sweet and affectionate, and it was definitely a feeling that he held onto. He nodded gently, "we have to have a decent meal sometimes. Tonight seemed like a good night to do it, and if it took trading some valuables to get you something other than another granola bar to eat, then so be it." Because really. Bennett was tired of Pop-Tarts.

His smile softened when she gave his hand the squeeze, "that's not true. You have your gun. And a nice coat, now. You have some nice things-- but i'm glad i'm included in that bunch," he leaned into her, playfully nudging her with his shoulder, "you're the only good thing I have too. That's why you need to eat and stay healthy, and don't worry about where or how I get dinner," he teased.

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]inquinate
2011-12-01 07:01 am UTC (link)
It was nice just to be appreciative of anything at all. They were still alive, and not a mindless zombie. That was the best thing.

That sheepish smile was one of the many reasons that she did it, actually. She liked seeing him blush. For someone who was so ruthless at times, and a partner who could take down a man with several hits to the face, or a gun shot, he did have a way of blushing. All it did was make her grin with delight and want to do it again. "Once in a while. Thanksgiving is a very good reason to have a decent meal." Ugh no more granola, or canned rations. Pop-tarts were awful and so very american. One more thing she missed about being back home.

"All right, I'm thankful for all of those things, but you're by far the best. And the only one I truly care about." She nudged him back and grinned. "Oh yes sir," she gave a salute with her fingers. "I promise to eat all of my vegetables. You're as bad as my ex-husband," she grumbled playfully.

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]bwgrantham
2011-12-04 06:57 am UTC (link)
They were still alive, and that was a very good thing, indeed. But that also left open the fear and question of whether or not they were immune. As far as he knew, neither himself or Lucretia had ever been bitten. He'd like to keep it that way. But he'd keep right on worrying about what would happen if... He shouldn't do that. It always left him tossing and turning at night. Just worrying. He was a bit of a worrier.

Bennett couldn't help his sheepish smiles and his silly blushing. He was glad that Lucretia didn't seem to mind. She never made fun of him for it either. He appreciated that. He liked to believe that he was the tough guy, James Bond type. They didn't show emotion! --did they? He tried. But he failed every time. It just wasn't who he was. He was the guy that would fight to the death and do just about anything to keep his partner, and the woman he cared about the most, alive.

He smiled, "even if you're as English as they come? And Thanksgiving is a horribly American holiday?" He nodded, "I'm glad you agree," that Thanksgiving, however American it may be, was a great time for even them to enjoy a nicer meal than usual.

Chuckling, Bennett shook his head, "alright... i'll give you that," his smile brightened when she nudged him back. But his smile faltered a bit when she compared him to her ex-husband. Not because she compared him-- but because he always felt bad about what Lucretia had gone through with her ex. Both before, during, and after the outbreak.

Nodding gently, his smile was still present, but just a much more tame one as he glanced downward, thinking quietly.

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]inquinate
2011-12-04 07:17 am UTC (link)
Worry was definitely something that they were both bad at. Though her worry was mostly for him and not herself. Maybe one day they would stop being able to worry so much. Lucretia thought that it happened to everyone though, that everyone worried just as much as they did. How could they not? Unless they had shut that part of themselves off. That though she could understand.

No, of course she didn't mind. When they were always out on the job, it was always amazing how very James Bond-y that he could be. Always very tough demeanor, not letting anything through. But when it was just them, she liked that he was so very.. lovable. And she did love him, though she wasn't quite sure what that meant, except that he was the only person that she really gave a damn about anymore. So when he acted like that, she couldn't help but gush a little.

"Yes, even if I'm as English as they come and that Thanksgiving is a horrible gluttonous holiday," she agreed with a small smirk. If this was what they got in a nice meal, then so be it. Maybe one day they'd be able to have things like pasta or something. She didn't think they'd ever really have meat again all that much.

Oops, she hadn't meant to do that. Lucy frowned slightly, "I didn't mean it.. I mean I like it much better when you look after me than I ever did with him. You're nothing like him. At all." And she really hoped that he knew that. There was nothing that could compare with the two of them. And she'd never ever think of Bennett in the way that she thought about her ex.

"You're perfect, just the way you are. Honest. I want you to look after me." She put her hand on top of his.

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]bwgrantham
2011-12-06 05:00 am UTC (link)
Bennett smiled, letting his eyes search Lucy's expression, "You're terribly English, you know," he teased. He was one to talk. He hoped someday that they could have better foods-- real foods too. He missed having a nice, hot meal. He missed pretty much everything about the real world, except being stabbed by the Russian mafia. He didn't miss that.

He shook his head, "No.. No, it isn't that. I just--" It made him sad for her when she brought up things that hurt her, or that obviously brought out that sad look in her eyes. He sighed, glancing down at the can of cranberries, and reaching for it, "I know I'm not like him. When you talk about your family--" His heart hurt for her. He made a bit of a pouty face, bringing his hand up to set over his heart, as he looked over at her. He didn't know how else to explain it.

"Things that make you sad make me sad..."

He did smile, though, when she told him that he was perfect just the way he was. He shook his head with amusement, "don't be ridiculous. And I'd be happy to look after you. I always do anyway." His eyes fell back to her hand, over his own, and yeah, he could feel his heart flutter a bit, but he wasn't going to do anything about it. Not now, anyway. They were talking about her ex-husband, of all things. It wasn't exactly a kiss-worthy moment or anything.

He moved to turn his hand over to take hold of hers, lacing his fingers with her own as he reached over to set his other on top of hers, sandwiching it between both of his.

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]inquinate
2011-12-06 06:39 am UTC (link)
Lucretia promptly stuck her tongue out at him and nudged him lightly with her foot. "I don't care how long I'm in America, I can't imagine being that American." Not that it was a bad place. She really loved America actually, but deep down, she was always going to be British. No, she didn't really miss getting chased by the mafia and having to go undercover and all of that bad stuff. The rest though, yes definitely.

It seemed to be a relief to her that he didn't think that she was thinking he was like her ex. "Good, I'm glad you don't think like that. And when I talk about my family, I only want to think of my daughter. I don't want to think about him at all." She shook her head a little, and sighed. "I don't want you to be sad, because you being sad because that makes me sad, just makes me sadder." Not that that made any sense.

That's why she didn't talk about it, because she didn't want to be sad. She didn't want him to be sad either. "No more talking about that, okay? Even though it's thanksgiving, I don't want to mope."

Really, how did she ever exist without him? She didn't have any idea. "You do, I'm grateful for that. So very grateful. And I'll always look after you, too. I don't want you to ever think it's one sided." That was the last thing that she wanted. When he put her hand in between both of his, she gave his hand a squeeze and smiled just a bit brighter at him.

"Now let's eat so we can go up on the roof, shall we?"

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia
[info]bwgrantham
2011-12-08 08:14 am UTC (link)
He chuckled, "You've a long way to go to ever be considered American, Luce. So there's no problem, there. You're good." And no, America was not a bad place at all, and neither was being American or in their army. But Bennett was a true Englishman, and he always would be.

Bennett didn't miss being chased either. Or stabbed. He never wanted to be reminded of that near-fatal incident again. Though, he had the scars to do that. But if it weren't for that, he might not have still been around, today? He had been in the hospital, in a mini coma, when the outbreak happened. He didn't remember a damn thing.

He nodded, "but I know when you talk about your daughter, you get upset. I'd much rather see you happy." He bit at his lip, watching her. What she said had made sense to him. But then.. he understood her better than anyone, really. And Vice versa.

"Right," his smile returning, he gave Lucretia another nod, "Deal. No more talking about it. We'll just enjoy the holiday, and our cranberries." He nodded, letting the pad of his thumb brush along the backs of her knuckles, "I still don't know what you want to go up to the roof for. It's quite cold, up there."

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Re: Bennett & Lucretia - [info]inquinate, 2011-12-09 01:59 am UTC
Re: Bennett & Lucretia - [info]bwgrantham, 2011-12-16 06:58 am UTC
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The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]quietsurvivor
2011-11-27 02:38 pm UTC (link)
It had taken a little doing, and a good deal of bartering but Kori had been able to procure a decent amount of food to make a small yet somewhat whole Thanksgiving meal for her family. There wasn’t any Turkey most of those frozen birds had probably rotted in the store freezers long ago, but she’d been able to get her hands on a few cans of spam that she’d fried. At least there was some form of protein on the table she supposed. There was corn, green beans, and carrots to and a really bad fake stuffing that was nothing more than rehydrated bread chunks and some salt and pepper. The ladies working the mess couldn’t be convinced to give up a box of stove top no matter what she’d offered so they’d make do.

If her siblings remembered to come that would be cool. She hadn’t mentioned it, mostly because she didn’t want to see how or even if Leah would respond. Besides other people had sort of mentioned Thanksgiving so they probably knew the day was coming. They’d spent it together in the past since the apocalypse for the most part. But she wouldn’t be too surprised if none of them showed up either. She wouldn’t be hurt as well. Well it would they were family, family stayed together no matter what. But she wasn’t going to let it hurt because she was sort of expecting to eat alone, she was always expecting to eat alone.

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]reapinghavok
2011-11-30 01:12 am UTC (link)
Thanksgiving had always been a big deal for the Stone family. That and Christmas were really the only two holidays where everyone, wherever they were, came together to celebrate the holidays that came at the end of the year. Preparing the meal had been as much fun as sitting down to eat it. Everyone laughing and sharing stories.

After the outbreak, though, things unsurprisingly changed. For the first year after she'd been bitten, Leah hadn't wanted anything to do with the holidays. Nor, honestly, had she been in the mood for spending time with her family. This year and the year before, however, she'd been willing to join her brother and sisters.

Kori had wanted it most of all. For them to sit down to a meal together. Like old times. Leah didn't hold much hope that they'd ever be able to recreate the warm, fuzzy feelings that holiday family meals often brought, but she was willing to try. For Kori.

It took a bit of searching, but Leah eventually located her youngest sister in a quiet area of Madison Square. Food was laid out on a makeshift table. Four chairs in position, only one of them occupied.

Leah's eyes rested on Kori. "Am I too late to join?"

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]quietsurvivor
2011-12-01 10:14 pm UTC (link)
Kori looked up at the sound of approaching footsteps. She was a little surprised that the first person to join her was Leah. Of all of her siblings he'd thought either Lilah or Brandon would join her first not Leah. But then that could just be the fact that Kori was almost entirely positive Leah hated her these days.

Kori shook her head, "No. Have you see Brandon or Lilah?" Being alone with her sister anymore left her feeling a little uncomfortable. Like she didn't quite know what she could or should or shouldn't say to Leah. "Happy Thanksgiving?" The words hanging awkwardly after she spoke them. Oh yes this was going to be a fun holiday meal.

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]reapinghavok
2011-12-03 08:37 pm UTC (link)
Kori's reaction made Leah wonder if her presence had been expected — or even wanted. That was fair. She wasn't always kind or warm toward her youngest sister, and on good days, it made her feel like a real heel. Leah dropped her gaze for a moment, fiddling with the idea of turning around and leaving. Kori didn't deserve to feel uncomfortable during the holidays.

"No, I haven't." Having Brandon and Lilah here would've made things easier. That hurt; the fact that her little sister was afraid of being in the same room — area, rather — as her. Leah had brought it on herself, though. Times like these, she was willing to silently put all the blame on herself.

Kori wished her a Happy, if awkward, Thanksgiving, and the oldest Stone sibling managed to muster up a half-hearted smile. "Happy Thanksgiving, Kor." Leah moistened her lips before adding, "Do you want me to leave? I'm sure Brandon or Lilah will be along soon..."

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]quietsurvivor
2011-12-03 09:56 pm UTC (link)
In truth Kori wasn't sure if she wanted her sister around. It wouldn't be so bad if Leah didn't start treating her like she wasn't wanted around when their brother and sister arrived. It was just weird being just the two of them.

Nodding Kori tried to hide a sigh at her missing siblings. Things were going to be so painfully awkward after not much longer at this rate. She wasn't scared so much as concerned. Leah had a habit of just being generally cold and icy and little less than caring about her that bothered her about being alone with Leah.

She thought about it for a long moment. "No. I can't eat all this alone if Lilah and Brandon never show." Which was possible Kori's expectations for her siblings weren't very high these days. But it would be a waste to make so much food and then have to throw the majority of it away so Leah might as well stay if only to help her eat it.

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]reapinghavok
2011-12-05 10:27 am UTC (link)
It was a mistake showing up, if only for the fact that things were so precarious. But Leah found herself unable to leave. As painful as it was, she wanted to be here. She wanted to make it work. Maybe it was a residual desire to have things be like they'd been the Thanksgiving before everything went to hell. Those memories were bittersweet.

"Kor, I..." Leah's words faltered. Ducking her head, she swallowed and tried again. "I didn't come here to fight with you." I want to be here. She didn't say the words aloud, though. Comments like that were an easy way to drudge up bad feelings.

Approaching the table, she took the seat to the left of her sister, crossing her legs at the ankle. She took a breath and let it out slowly, a genuine smile coming with it. "You did a great job setting this all up."

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]quietsurvivor
2011-12-07 04:31 am UTC (link)
Kori stared at her for moment expression carefully blank. Personally she highly doubted that. Leah spent how much of their time after being reunited blaming her and yelling at her? More than Kori cared to remember. It was just so much easier to distrust Leah's motives. At least then Leah couldn't hurt her again or leave her again. "I know." She said in response directly contrasting her own train of thought. If she was going to make an effort to be human Kori could make an effort to not want to run in the opposite direction.

Kori smiled at the compliment. She'd tried very hard to bring as much authenticity to this Thanksgiving as possible. "Thanks. It wasn't easy." She stated off hand.

Silence floated between them after that and Kori looked around for her other siblings. When neither magically appeared she bit her lip and turned her attention to Leah, "Should we start without them?" Not that she wanted to, but she didn't want to sit there waiting for people that might not show up either. If Leah hadn't shown up when she had Kori probably would have started without all three of them before much longer and then let whatever orphans were nearby have at the meal.

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]reapinghavok
2011-12-08 04:36 am UTC (link)
Leah nodded. Whether or not Kori truly believed her, at least now she knew. Leah really didn't want to fight.

Seeing her sister smile brought a genuine, albeit small, smile to her own face. "I'm sure it wasn't. You did what you could, though, and I'm sure it all tastes great."

The silence was heavy. Leah almost wished Kori had provoked her into a yelling match. Anything would've been easier than this. She traced the edge of her plate with her finger, glancing up when her sister asked if they should start without Brandon and Lilah. She nodded. "If we don't, we could be waiting forever, and my stomach's already growling." Besides that, eating would give them more of a distraction from how awkward things were.

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]quietsurvivor
2011-12-08 08:52 pm UTC (link)
Kori bit her lip and nodded unable to meet her sisters eyes. It wasn’t every day that Leah came so close to giving Kori a compliment and it felt weird to Kori. Although back before all this Kori wouldn’t have felt this way. She wouldn’t find it odd or partially embarrassing. But this wasn’t back before the world ended and that sucked. “Thanks.” She murmured.

As much as it pained Kori to start with part of the family still missing she nodded in agreement. She didn’t want to get in the way of Leah and food. Not when she never could tell just what would set her off anymore. And food on Thanksgiving had this quality that tended toward putting anyone into a food coma with a heavy desire to sleep and well that wouldn’t be such a bad thing if it would keep the tenuous peace a little longer.

“They can just dig in when they get here.” And she would have started serving herself but she waited to see what Leah did first. She didn’t want to start eating before Leah said grace if somewhere since the last time she saw her Leah had found God. Not that she really thought that likely in this world but well it could have happened or something.

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]reapinghavok
2011-12-09 08:50 pm UTC (link)
Was she trying too hard? That had to be it; had to be why her sister was so tense. The little girl who used to giggle and beg the twins for the chance to help out in the kitchen for the Thanksgiving meal was no longer there. In her place, was an older girl, who no longer trusted the world, and for that, Leah was partially to blame. Her smile wilted, yet at the same time she tried to keep up appearances. This was why yelling at Kori was always easier. It made them both feel less vulnerable.

"Did you invite them? Remind them to come?" She asked, her voice carefully neutral. It wouldn't surprise her to learn that Kori had specifically invited Lilah and Brandon, and neglecting to send one to her. Surprising? No. Hurtful? Yes. Did Leah deserve it? Hell yes.

It had been years since Leah had felt the desire to perform her customary Buddhist meal blessing. It wasn't that it was inappropriate, though that was part of it. It simply didn't matter to her anymore.

With a plastic fork, Leah began helping herself to a slice of the fried spam and the vegetables, using the distraction of loading her plate to try and come up with a conversation starter that wouldn't end badly. Nothing came to mind.

"So, how are those kids you look after?" Not a safe topic by any means, but it was something, and it showed an interest in what Kori had been up to.

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
[info]quietsurvivor
2011-12-11 05:13 am UTC (link)
"Of course I did." She responded her voice taking on a defensive edge. Why on Earth would she willingly subject her to this amount of awkwardness without Lilah and Brandon? At least when they were around it was easier for both of them to hide the fact that they barely would say five words to each other. Not that Lilah or Brandon weren't aware that they barely spoke but at least they appeared normal to everyone else when the four of them were together.

Taking her cue from Leah, Kori to began filling her plate. Well not exactly filling she wanted to make sure her siblings got their fill. She'd eat whatever leftovers. She was honestly a little sick of looking at it. Curse of being the cook or something. So when her plate finally returned to it's spot on the make shift table it was more vegetables and bread than anything else.

"They're great. They've made it through fall okay and now with a little lucky the littlest ones will be okay through the winter." She said without even thinking. The kids were the one thing that made Kori feel good most days. The only thing she actually trusted. Kids were so innocent, they hadn't learned duplicity, or how to be generally evil. She loved them, and in some ways she thought of them as her own kids. She'd long since given up on ever having her own, especially with how the world was now.

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Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]takenonames, 2011-12-12 01:32 am UTC
Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]reapinghavok, 2011-12-12 01:45 am UTC
Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]quietsurvivor, 2011-12-12 02:21 am UTC
Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]takenonames, 2011-12-12 02:37 am UTC
Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]reapinghavok, 2011-12-12 02:55 am UTC
Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]quietsurvivor, 2011-12-12 06:31 pm UTC
Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]takenonames, 2011-12-13 03:01 am UTC
Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]reapinghavok, 2011-12-13 07:35 am UTC
Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]quietsurvivor, 2011-12-15 01:06 am UTC
Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?) - [info]takenonames, 2011-12-15 01:31 am UTC
Re: The Stones - [info]reapinghavok, 2011-12-15 02:12 am UTC
Re: The Stones - [info]quietsurvivor, 2011-12-15 03:26 am UTC
Re: The Stones - [info]takenonames, 2011-12-15 03:55 am UTC
Re: The Stones - [info]reapinghavok, 2011-12-15 04:17 am UTC
Re: The Stones - [info]quietsurvivor, 2011-12-16 05:30 am UTC
Re: The Stones - [info]takenonames, 2011-12-16 06:25 am UTC
Re: The Stones - [info]reapinghavok, 2011-12-16 07:49 pm UTC
Re: The Stones - [info]quietsurvivor, 2011-12-17 02:36 am UTC


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