so pile your boots up in the corner -- hang your jacket from the door

[slaying]

Who: anyone invited to house seven's thanksgivingstravaganza -- as well as anyone walking by who might be curious about all the brouhaha.
What: giving thanks!
When: forward dated to november 24th due to predicted holiday hiatuses!
Where: house seven!
Summary: friends, food, fondness. family. festivities.
Rating: g for goin' up.

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[wise_maiden]

There's a lot of hustle and bustle at this casual party, more people moving around house 7 than Raine would have expected. A very nice gathering, even though part of her can't help but feel somewhat out of place. She will give a small smile and conversation to anyone who approaches, though she may end up doing a lot of observing, unless the hostess is in need of any assistance.

Still, there's a lot to complement on, and she even - unasked, most likely - brought along an assortment of cookies for the occasion. Are they edible? With certain guidance she did keep to a sane matter of recipes at least -- at the most, she only got creative with the cookie cutters, involving various geometric shapes and sizes. They're quite harmless and hopefully somewhat tasty otherwise -- some are ordinary chocolate chip, sugar, and of course the majority being lemon. A carefully planned assortment.

[lists_to_port]

And Jack had no response to that--just a slight scoffing sound and a meaningful look toward the man standing across the room. "Perhaps, in the spring, someone should pillage that lovely garden and distribute the blooms among wenches who truly deserve them."

[wise_maiden]

"... That's not necessary, and you know it."

[lists_to_port]

"No, not a bit necessary, milady. But quite a bit fun." And mischievous. And a lark.

[wise_maiden]

"You'll do no such thing to his garden."

[lists_to_port]

"Hmmmm? No. NO! 'Course not. I'd never consider it. Ever."

[wise_maiden]

"Do I have your word on that, Captain?" She crosses her arms, giving him a significant look.

[lists_to_port]

"My word as a gentleman, Mistress!"

Which means no, basically.

[wise_maiden]

"I mean it. You'll leave those flowers alone."

The teacher voice.

[lists_to_port]

Ohhhh the teacher voice. Jack would find it rather sexy if Raine didn't suddenly seem a bit......scary.

Another false promise, still: "I realize that you mean it, mistress. That you very, very, very strongly mean it."

[wise_maiden]

"Then I'm glad we have an understanding. I wouldn't find it seemly to have to punish you over relocating some flowers."

[lists_to_port]

"Punish?"

Whoa.

"But what if the flowers were relocated to your bedroom?"

[wise_maiden]

"Indeed." A small vague smile at that. Had her brother been in Luceti, Jack likely would have heard more taunting about it from the younger Sage sibling.

"The flowers stay in the garden. Besides, there is a shop for that."

[lists_to_port]

"As you demand, o professorial one."

Those flowers are doomed.

[wise_maiden]

"Honestly, I don't know why you're making such a big deal about it."

Then Jack had better be prepared for punishment.

[lists_to_port]

"And I don't see why he's not."

He's always prepared for punishment. He's Captain Jack Sparrow.