NEW YEARS EVE FESTIVAL LOG (WOW GUYS, THIS TOTALLY ISN'T LATE OR ANYTHING...)

[asgardmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: New Years Eve! WUTWUT.
When: Err...New Years Eve. Wut...wut? (December 31st, Day 14, etc.)
Where: The Castle Plaza
Rating: Worksafe. If this changes, PLEASE INFORM THE MODS.

[Look down. Now back up! Where are you? You're in the Castle Plaza, with the Gods your Gods could God like.

[Lively, pleasant music hangs in the air around you as fireworks explode in the sky above. There is a tempting aroma teasing at your nostrils. Where is it coming from? Those long tables at the center of the plaza, overflowing with food you love. Craving anything from home? You'll be sure to find it there.

[Look around you. What do you see? Carnival games. Hundreds of Carnival games, including a dunk tank, and all for free! Carnival games not your thing? Why not give the dance floor a try? That music is awfully catchy, and just look at all those stunning lights!

[Enjoy yourselves, travelers. A New Year is upon us.]

Comments

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Ah -- you've got to really stick to the facts you've learnt. If you start speculating ... it's difficult to stop!

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

[Stick to the facts - that's good advice. Speculating about her own world has only led her to panic and paranoia.]

You're right, Conan. [Deadly serious again.] I'll stick to what I know.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

[The seriousness with which she says that has Conan quirking an eyebrow, and he's not really sure what to say in response.]

That's not to say trying new things isn't good -- ah, where did you say the poultine was?

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

Oh - um, it was - [She goes back to where she met Matthew/Canada, and sure enough, there's a plate of thick-cut fries covered in cheese curds melting beneath a thick layer of gravy.]

Don't eat too much, though, with all that cheese and gravy... it could make you sick. [She doesn't mind western breakfasts, but some of the other food is just too fatty for her.]

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

[Conan nods, having come to a similar conclusion. True, as an active teenage detective and then as an even more active elementary school student (little legs need to work harder) he's never had to worry about watching what he eats ... But even so, there are limits. He only takes a few of the fries.]

Did you try some?

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

No... he said it was good, but... [She is so (unsure) about all that cheese.] You're not used to it, so you can give me a better idea what it's really like.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Right. Itadakimasu!

[It's a bit hard to eat gracefully, but Conan somehow manages not to make a mess of himself.]

Um. It's not bad -- very tasty.

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

Really? [Even though he probably won't be eating his whole plate, she grabs a fresh one - it'd be impolite to take from his plate without him offering. She has a brief struggle with a string of melted cheese, but eventually gets a bite into her mouth.]

Huh... it's... yeah, it's not bad. I couldn't eat much of it, but it's... pretty good.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Um -- good winter food, I think. You don't need much to feel full!

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

That's true. [She takes another bite, chewing thoughtfully.] He said it was popular there, so I guess you do get used to it, too.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Popular in Canada, huh.

Ne, where do you want to eat next, Nakama-neechan?

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

[She hadn't thought of trying things from each country, but his excitement is somewhat contagious - now she's really curious to try some of the other foods.]

Um... [Thinking about this really hard.] ... something from Germany?

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Germany -- ah, I got it! It's seasonal too -- come on!

[Conan leads the way back down the table to where he spotted a plate of elaborately decorated cookies earlier. He scans the plate before spotting what he's after.]

Dominosteine! It's gingerbread and jam and marzipan, all covered in chocolate -- a special Christmas time cookie.

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

[Ah, something sweet, that'll be a nice change. She picks one up and takes a bite, not as cautious about this, and it actually gets a smile.]

That's really nice.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Isn't it? The sausage is good too, but I didn't see any of that ... and fruit cake is too filling at a party like this!

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

How do you know so much? Do you travel a lot?

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Ah -- my parents used to travel with me a lot! Tou-san does a lot of research for his books and Kaa-san likes the excitement of travelling so ... It was different once I started school though.

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

[Ah, so his dad's in the picture. And now she's desperately curious, so much that she changes topics rather sharply.]

Your dad's a writer?

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Mm. He writes mysteries, but he's better known for his thrillers.

[Trying to appear unconcerned -- Conan knows you don't brag about things your proud of, and -- Yuusaku is one of those things.]

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

[She tries just as hard to appear casual when she asks her next question, but there's a subtle note of longing in her voice.]

What's he like?

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

[Conan taps his chin thoughtfully, thinking.]

It's hard to say! He's not around all that much and when he is -- he prefers to be a spectator to being part of the action, you know? I think that's why he's so good as a writer -- he watches all the time, never stops wondering about things. But then sometimes he doesn't think at all -- it drives Kaa-san nuts when he goes out with his fans and comes home smelling of perfume, but that never stops him ... ah, but he's really smart! He's solved crimes that the Tokyo Metropolitan couldn't solve and Interpol has consulted him! He's kind of lazy though and he's bad at deadlines, and pretty irresponsible -- he and Kaa-san do most of their travelling just trying to avoid his publishers!

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

[She eats all of this up, the good and the bad, with rapt eyes and a sad smile. Parents would argue, of course, it wouldn't be perfect. There would be things about a father that would drive her nuts. And of course, her mother wouldn't have been as happy if she'd been tied down to a man, she made that perfectly clear.

But... she still can't help the ache in her chest.]

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

--and then he goes and does something so outstandingly dumb.

[Conan sighs -- and suddenly realises 1. How long he's been talking. 2. Just how raptly Nakama has been listening.]

-- ah ...

[agoodfamily.livejournal.com]

It sounds like you care about him, even when you say bad things. [Softly, distantly.]

[Then she snaps out of it, glancing back at the food tables with a big, almost convincing smile.] Do you want to try anything else?

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Ah --

I guess he's not so bad.

Mm! Vietnamese rice paper rolls -- different again!