hugtopia_logs | Affurgato Mingle: July edition

♥ Who: Open to all
♥ Where: Affurgato
♥ When: This week
♥ What: An open mingle at the restaurant which is... mysteriously celebratory!
♥ Rating: who knows, probably PG/13ish?

Regulars of Affurgato might notice things have spiced up a little bit in the last several days; the decor is a little brighter, the staff more upbeat, and the food, while tasty as ever, is a little different. The restaurant is advertising a summer menu of slow-cooked BBQ sliders, sweet potato fries with honey butter dip, grilled pineapple and watermelon slices, and warm peach cobbler with ice cream. The prices are slightly more premium than usual, but ooh, doesn't it all smell worth it? Newcomers might even get a discount, if the right elf twin gets their bill. But how do you know which one's the right twin? ...Yeah, good luck with that.

For this week, the menu will include two curious additions as well: a Thanksgiving-esque meal including fresh slabs of turkey and stuffing, flavoured with bacon grease, and a slice of rainbow layer cake. The cats are very attentive, especially to recognizably good tippers, and there's a display sign outside the door with a doodle of a binicorn in flashy sunglasses shouting the words "ONE YEAR MORE, NERDS", which might be weird to those who know that Affurgato opened about six months ago. Ah, well.

Also noteworthy is the fact that an actual, tangible magical bicicorn will be running around for the first 45 minutes of every daily shift that the restaurant is open, trying to scoop people up onto his back and deposit them in front of the shop. You're here now, so you might as well get a meal, right? Don't question it.

Come one, come all! Enjoy some good food and the company of your neighbours, maybe visit the elves and see what's up.

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... I had a lot of time to focus on it recently. It helped.

[ Helped pass the time, helped keep her a little more rooted in this present and the intended future. Perhaps a little more fine-tuning could be made on the inflection, but in ways learning a new language was no different than learning to be less formal, so long as the meaning was there. ]

Yeah... loads of free time lately.

[Haaaaaaah, that's fine. Everything's fine, there's no actual reason for it. But she scoots a little closer, setting the horn aside and halfway-sprawling against Honerva, yawning melodramatically.]

Y'suppose we can find some folks in town that can help cut this thing down to size? I can't use magic to create spell components, so we'll need at least a saw and some carving tools.

[ That's better. Honerva shifts herself a little to sit back further so that Lup can get more comfortable. ]

The forge has plenty of equipment to be used for such a purpose, and it shouldn't be difficult to find someone capable and willing to assist. Though I admit... I have been wondering if we should have a little room like that at the house.

[ They'd idly talked about it many months before, but the incident with Pyra had hit home that it would have been better to be close by. ]

Like a workroom?

[She hums, quietly agreeable.]

We could expand the place. Not like we're hurting for money.

[They do technically have a spare room, but she'd promised to keep one open, in part as a guest room, but mostly in case Carl ever wants or needs to come home. She doesn't want to go against that promise for something technically unneeded.]

I'd had the feeling you wouldn't have wanted to use one of the existing rooms.

[ She could give her own up for it, but that was less likely to go over well. ]

But yes, something that could suit that purpose. It might be... good to have a designated area for that close at hand.

It's something we can look into, then. We've got the land space- and when in doubt, we can build down. Underground labs are practically a requirement for a necromantic household.

[Which, okay, theirs isn't exactly, but it's definitely plenty spooky between the three of them.]

[ She tilts her head at that, as ever certain jokes or customs still go over her head, but the implication is there. ]

Whichever seems most appropriate. Though perhaps below would allow for more space, if we needed it.

I guess it depends on the likelihood of things exploding, and which direction we'd like said explosion to go. I'd prefer there be an outlet of "around" and "down" versus "into the fucking living room".

We'd have to make certain precautions are in place for any possibility, of course... we could divide the area, for storage, projects, and space for rituals or experiments. Between the three of us, it could prove useful.

[ She may struggle with what a personal bedroom should look and feel like, let alone any casual sort of areas, but at least this sort of dissimulating she had some capability for designing, no matter how she felt about that. ]

Yeah, we can do some stabilizing before we work on anything that might be explosive. Construction-wise and magically. I think it's doable.

[Hell, once they clear things up with the boring paperwork - does this town require building permits? ugh - there's spells for digging the damn thing up and clearing enough space, too.]

Hopefully our hosts won't take issue to our wanting to create such a space. Who knows what sort of secrets might be buried under the city that they'd wish to keep that way.

[ That part is mostly joking but - one never quite knew, either. ]

I may have some drafts we can look at, once our celebratory week settles down. We could tweak and plan from there, if you'd like.

Our hosts need to stop taking issue with every damned thing that happens here. I bought the fuckin' house, I can do what I want with it.

But yeah, that sounds fine. Want to head back? I've decided that cleaning up can wait. That's tomorrow's problem.

[ Cats are set, nothing they'd be able to get into is sitting around, and anything else that needed to be straightened up could definitely wait otherwise. She gently pats her arm. ]

As long as you are feeling up to it. The most pressing things are taken care of, at least.

In that case... uuup we go. Right now.

[With a huffy exhale, Lup drags herself to her feet, holding her hand out to pull Honerva with her so they can head out. She'll take the horn box home later; right now, she just wants to crash.]

[ She laughs softly, as she allows herself to get pulled up with her. ]

Can't have you falling asleep on the way.

Affurgato Mingle: July edition

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