Cookout Mingle | OPEN TO ALL

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE!
Status: Open
Where: The beach behind Darin and Zelda's cottage
What: It's a cookout! Even if you don't know the hosts, it's open!
Warnings: Summer!



[On a weekend early in the month, if you happen to be on Eltrut, you might smell something pretty delicious. That's because Darin has seen how much stress everyone is under since things got intense between the armadas. And what's a good way to loosen up? By taking a day off, relaxing on the beach, and eating a ton of delicious food!]

[The beach behind Darin and Zelda's home is an idyllic spot for a large gathering. There's a grassy slope leading down to the beach and a large swath of open sand to sunbathe and relax on. There's even a small pier that Darin built himself for you to leap off into the ocean, should you choose!]

[There's plenty of towels, chairs, umbrellas and parasols, and you better believe there's plenty of food. Darin himself is manning two enormous grills and serving up burgers, hot dogs, kebabs, whatever you want! When the sun sets, Darin will start up a bonfire for people to hang out by and relax! Got fireworks? Bring 'em!]

[Guests are encouraged to bring friends and neighbors, to spread the word, bring whatever food and drink you'd like to contribute, and anything else you might want to have. Snacks? Games? Drinks? Darin's got coolers ready for you and all he asks is that you have a good time! Anyone caught harshing the vibes will be pitched out to sea by the host himself and everyone will laugh.]

[Hell, he might just toss you if he thinks it'll be fun so let's not rule anything out.]

(OOC: Please feel free to make your own top level with whatever you want! The house will be open for people to change into swimsuits, naturally, and you can stay for as long as you want!)

Comments

[tilfrosset]

Did it ever occur to you that I was feeling better and that's why I accepted the invitation?

[Really, she has been doing so much better now that Clive's back. Though she's still just as reserved personality-wise and she's been double-checking Clive's location multiple times a day (albeit secretly) out of fear he'll just up and leave again, Jill has been happier. There's a lot less bread being baked in her kitchen these days what with her not having to distract herself and a lot fewer tears being shed.

Any better and one would think she got some therapy, but who knows what that is?]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Darin is just lying there, face down in the sand. He snorts, causing sand to billow up in two little plumes framing his head.]

Yes?

For like the third time, I'm sorry. I got carried away.

[tilfrosset]

[The apology is quietly accepted, at least shown by how she stops the ice from continuing to climb. There is something other than that that will satisfy her, though.]

Do you promise to stop throwing people? Either in the water or at all?

[Because if she hears he's keeping up those shenanigans, his head will be a giant ice cube.]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[He's still face down.]

...Can I promise to stop throwing people without permission?

Or like, what if I need to throw someone to get them out of danger?

Context matters.

[tilfrosset]

[Face down, he can't see how she begins glaring at him for splitting hairs. Hopefully he can feel it.]

Darin...

[forgeabettertomorrow]

What?? I take promises seriously! I don't want to break it because I'm trying to help someone or if someone asks me to throw them!

[tilfrosset]

STOP THROWING PEOPLE IN THE WATER!

[Jill rarely yells, but apparently, that blue haired moron's got sand in his ears.]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

LET ME LIVE MY TRUTH, JILL!!!

[tilfrosset]

THAT'S IT!

[She's had enough and now the ice grows to cover this hips, torso, all the way up to his neck. Jill was entirely tempted to let it go up until that spike of blue, but she reins herself in.

And then she turns on her heel in the sand and starts walking away. Is she really going to leave him like this? Well, yes. See, she can make ice. Melting it? Not in her wheelhouse.]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[OH NO SHE DOESN'T]

[Darin struggles because GODS THIS IS COLD AND HE'S JUST IN SWIM TRUNKS.]

[There's some sharp cracks as he breaks his hands and feet free.]

[You better believe Darin is crub-scuttling frantically after Jill so fast that sand is exploding behind him as he gains traction.]

OH YOU THINK THIS IS OVER??? NOW THE FUN'S JUST GETTING STARTED!! HERE I COME, JILL!!

[He's going to get hypothermia.]

[tilfrosset]

[It's not his yelling that stops her stride. It's the all too familiar crack of the ice and the sound of sand being skidded across that makes Jill pause and turn. And she immediately wishes she didn't. In her view is the creepiest looking blacksmith crabbing towards her at a breakneck speed. Expecting him to break out of the ice eventually is one thing. Being chased by him is another in that form and it's absolutely terrifying.

And Founder bless her, she is not foolish enough to stay where she is. Her feet start moving before Jill can really consider things, carrying her across the sand, a scream in her voice making a trail behind her.]

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

[forgeabettertomorrow]

OOOOH JIIIIIIILLLL!! COME ON!! I CAN'T EVEN THROW YOU LIKE THIS!!! LET'S JUST HAVE A FRIENDLY CHAT!!!

[How he hasn't broken out already is a mystery. Every time he stumbles, the ice he's encased in just hits the sand and continues his forward momentum. So, every few feet, he faceplants like the world's stupidest looking penguin before scrabbling back onto all fours.]

[Sorry, Jill. People are going to be laughing about this for awhile. At least everyone is having fun, right?]