And there they brew a beer so brown;

[emptytrousers]

Who | District 7 and YOU!
What | A proper dwarven party! AKA lots of food, alcohol, and noise.
When | Saturday evening, Week 7.
Where | District 7 Suites
Warnings | None atm. Will update if needed!
Notes | Kili will be trying to grab people from the elevator to join in, if you need a reason for your character to be there! Otherwise just hop in and tag around!


Throughout most of the day, Kili can be found wandering about the suites, but particularly between the living room and the dining area, picking up chairs and settling them around the table until it seems there’s enough for a small army of people to sit near the table. He can also be seen whispering to avoxes and making requests left and right for this or that. The words ‘keg’ and ‘pipeweed’ are thrown around entirely too much for a single dwarf, but with all of his other activity, it may be a welcome relief from his established routine of moping during the day and getting positively blitzed at night.

As afternoon progresses into evening, Kili’s energy level only seems to rise as he ducks in and out of his room to check on preparations and as soon as the first dish is brought in, he’ll be darting from room to room to annoy gather his district mates to come join him at the table.

Kili has, in true dwarven fashion, not only requested one dish to be served but enough food to cover the table. By the end of the procession of avoxes, the tables is literally covered with meats, cheeses, vegetables, gravies, puddings, biscuits, and so much more. On the counter of the kitchen are two kegs of beer, which Kili has decided is simply not enough, and several bottles of various wines. Kili himself is seated near the head, eagerly looking about, or near the elevator, pressing the button and trying to corral any he finds inside the magic steel carriage to join in. Other times, he will be filling steins and trying to press them into the hands of those nearest, encouraging them to drink and be merry in his effort to recreate the atmosphere of a proper dwarven gathering.

Soon enough, though, he’ll settle back down into his seat, grabbing at bits of food and meat as he makes easy conversation with any he sees. He hopes that the party will pick up, that having a host of people will make him feel less homesick. In fact, he will certainly contribute a few songs of his own and exciting stories about trolls and dragons and mountains of gold.

Comments

[deafscythe]

Justin is not exactly the most popular person in District 7, between his general demeanor and the obscenely loud rock music he blasts at all hours. Admittedly, he's been slightly less obnoxious than usual since coming back from the Arena, closed up in his room and watching the footage. The painfully loud rock music was still a thing though.

Thankfully, he turns the music off when Kili prompts him into the common area (it would have be "drags him" but as soon as Justin saw the table creaking with food, he came willingly).

Currently, the teenage priest is observing the gathering, eating an amount of food that brings to mind every comment ever made about teenage boys eating everything, and occasionally sipping from his glass of wine.

With some prompting (and a refill of that glass) he might be willing to tell some impressive stories of his own. But it's more likely someone will corner him to try and discuss whatever was clearly up with Justin this last arena.

[titansnack]

At least there's one person in the district who doesn't hate him. Of course, that's probably due largely to the fact that Eren doesn't know enough to find the painfully loud music out of place. For all he knows it's a constant, and really, who cares?

He also hasn't watched as many Arena replays as he should have, but...After coming back, after seeing more of his life outside of Panem, watching people die again and again is the last thing he wants to see. He saw enough of that outside of Wall Maria. If he had, he probably wouldn't have drifted so close to Justin, but so far he is quiet and he doesn't seem as out of place as Eren, and maybe that is something that will rub off if Eren stands close enough.

That is also probably the most improbable thing that could happen, because Eren has about as many social graces as a titan. Justin is also probably the worst choice he could choose, but trying to emulate him is creepier than just saying hi, so that's exactly what he'll do.

"...Hello."

Maybe, if he's lucky, he'll get an alliance out of this.

[deafscythe]

Honestly, Justin isn't the worst person to emulate in social settings. The guillotine might be a pain to live with, but he knows how to hold pseudo-friendly conversations and how to properly introduce himself to strangers, so that's something.

"Ah, hello. You are Eren, correct?"

Justin's not so much of a loner that he's neglected to learn the names of his districtmates. He smiles politely, and waits to see if the other boy has something interesting to say.

[titansnack]

Eren...probably shouldn't be as surprised that Justin knows his name as he is. He blinks at the blond slowly, before nodding in confirmation. "Yeah, that's me."

He pauses, squinting at him. He...doesn't have the slightest clue what his name is. Something...that begins with a J? Maybe? He has no idea.

He shoves a roll into his face, using the time spent chewing to come up with something to say. He can do this. He can be personable.

"Were you a fighter back home?"





Nailed it.

[deafscythe]

Eren is simply the best at social situations. Luckily, Justin has nothing better to do than pay attention to the other boy.

"I was. Were you?"

[titansnack]

He is a boy of many, many talents.

One of them does not happen to be volume control, unfortunately.

"I was a soldier. The war were were in was nothing like-" he waves a hand, grimacing. "Nothing like anything that happens here."

And because clearly they have something in common, he should trundle along on this topic. "Were the fights you were in like this?"

[deafscythe]

Volume control is for losers. Neither of these boys are losers, obviously.

"No, not at all. I am used to far more dangerous opponents than untrained humans."

open to anyone who wants to chat up Joel and Ellie!

[aintyourdad]

Ellie wants to show Joel around, and introduce him to all her friends now that they're out of the arena and the harrowing situations that produces. Frankly, Joel wouldn't really care either way, but he likes making Ellie happy, likes seeing her bright and smiling and enthusiastic - he hasn't seen it enough since Colorado.

So he lets her.

He minds even less when they stop off at the District 7 suites, when the smell of food is nearly overpowering. It sets Joel's mouth watering and he blinks at the spread. She said she has a friend here who's a dwarf. Maybe this is his doing.

[onlyimmune]

"Aw yeeeah, Dwarven party!" Ellie exclaims with a grin as they make their way inside.

"Yo, Kili!" She calls out, loudly, as she looks around for him, dragging Joel along behind her. "Where are you, I want you to meet Joel!"

[emptytrousers]

Kili is, of course, not too far away from the center of the party, even with all of his hustling and bustling and trying to keep a full tankard in everyone's hand. He perks up at the sound of Ellie's voice through the crowd and makes sure to snatch up an extra couple steins before he navigates through the throng gathered. Of course, he doesn't exactly stand out above the crowd with his lack of height, but he's easy to find once he's emerged from it.

"Ellie!" He calls back as he finally manages to push through another couple of people, three tankards in his hands.

Noticing Joel, he gives a short little bow, "Kili, at your service."

[aintyourdad]

Joel sort of blinks down at him - not really shocked by his height - Ellie told him Kili is a dwarf, after all - but the unexpected formality is a little weird.

"Uh, Joel," he says, suddenly awkward. Does he expect him to bow, too? He's mostly just here for the food and beer. "So you and Ellie made friends, huh?"

[onlyimmune]

Ellie grins as Kili approaches, glancing at the tankards.

"Yeah, we met in the arena," She says, happy just that Kili came back. "One of those for me?"

[emptytrousers]

Regardless of the awkwardness from Joel, Kili continues to grin up at both of them and offers them both a tankard.

"One for each of you if you like." Well, more like he's pushing them their way despite their answer. He just wants everyone to smile and have a good time, even if it's in a very inebriated state.

[aintyourdad]

Joel quirks an eyebrow at the short man with the facial hair almost as good as his.

"Did you just hand a mug of beer to a fourteen-year-old kid?" he asks somewhat sternly.

[knifewithnoname]

Pruna had been heading back from the training room when the small man had opened the elevator and began grabbing people. She had darted out, avoiding his hands and looking for a place to escape, on high alert despite it being the Capitol.

She wrinkled her nose at the food and the people. A party? Why had he been attacking people to bring them to a party? It made no sense. She found a place to stand, back to the wall where she could see the room, scanning it for any dangers, or any evidence of this being a trick, duck quacked and she shushed him.

[sleeplessinalternia]

A quackbeast? Who brought a quackbeast to a nutrition consumption party? Seriously, who did that?

Doobie or Pruna or whatever the fuck she was called, evidently.

Karkat rolls his eyes. "What the fuck are you and the quackbeast doing here, Doobie? This isn't your District."

[knifewithnoname]

Pruna sighed at the troll and rolled her eyes right back. Duck didn't roll his eyes, she wasn't sure he knew how to, and wasn't sure if he could be taught.

"This do no be being your district either, tiny horns."

[sleeplessinalternia]

Karkat re-rolls his eyes. This is a proper eye-rolling party they have here. "Yeah, well, this really short human-ish guy dragged me off the elevator and I decided to stay for the food."

[knifewithnoname]

"He did be doing the same to me." She wrinkled her nose, "And he do be being tiny. Smaller than me even though he do be being old and do be having hair on his face." Which meant he was really old.

[sleeplessinalternia]

"I didn't know they made humans that small." He bites into a sausage--he's got one in each hand. "Food's good, though."

roughly 4 million years late

[not_cocked]

This was her kind of party.

She wasn't really expecting a party, and she especially wasn't expecting an enjoyable party. The ones around here didn't ususally seem to be here style.

This? Well, it wasn't exactly something she'd tried before, but hell if it didn't look fun. Nothing that seemed to be mainly beer and meat could ever be too awful. She's pulled off the elevator with a laugh, looking around at her new buddies.

Why wasn't she in this district?

that's okay!

[emptytrousers]

"You want an ale?" is the first question off Kili's lips as soon as he's tugged De into the district suite proper, already pulling her in the general direction of the festivities. After all, everyone seems to be a little more cheerful about their situation with a few pints in them and that's what Kili's aiming for with this entire thing.

Re: that's okay!

[not_cocked]

The petite De was quite pleased to find her host shorter than her. And pretty good looking to boot. She followed him quite happily, clearly having found the party floor.

"Of course I want an ale. Who doesn't?"

[emptytrousers]

"There are a few," Kili replies, though with a shake of his head as if he can't imagine why anyone would ever refuse an ale. "They mustn't know about how good it tastes."

He's glad, though, that someone shares his sentiment about beer, even if it's so small as agreeing with the course. Not everyone is enjoying the party, after all.

[not_cocked]

"Yeah, well, they're not really worth partying with, am I right?"

She took one of the offered ales, throwing back a long, hearty drink of it, and coming up with a huff of satisfaction. It was heady, and strong, but damn good, and she nodded in approval and she wiped at her mouth.

"Damn good stuff." Sticking out her hand, she grinned. "I'm De."