To think it would happen to me...

[songbird_slayer]

Sender(s): Madhuri Qalli & G'raha Tia
To: All
Subject: A cordial invitation~





[The following graphic pops up in the journals across Reverein on the morning of the 7th...]






[ooc: The current plan is to have the log go up on March 25th, forward-dated. All are invited to eat, drink and make merry!]

Comments

[censorshipnutkin]

Let me know if you need me to bring anything by, food or drink. Or if you just want company or help with anything.

Can't have you getting sick close to your big day.

[songbird_slayer]

That's very sweet. Thank you.

Company would be fantastic, as well as perhaps a little ginger-tinged something: Ginger ale, ginger tea, ginger beer.

[censorshipnutkin]

Ginger everything, then? Stomach problems?

Just let me know when you'd like me to stop by. I'd rather not interrupt you in the middle of a flash of creativity.

[songbird_slayer]

Ginger everything, whatever will settle my stomach honestly.

I'm taking a break for the afternoon it seems... I'll be at home.

[censorshipnutkin]

Of course. I'll stop by a shop and then be by your place.

[And true to his word, he shows up a while later, carrying a bag of goods. He knocks when he arrives, he knows better.]

Madhuri...? Your ginger order is here.

[songbird_slayer]

[She was actually startled from her spot with the knock. She tucked her hair quickly behind her horns before she set to organizing the papers upon the table.]

Oh! Yes... the door is unlocked, please come in.

[She needed to not be looking over the roughest sketches and take an actual break before she was caught any further than she already was-]

[censorshipnutkin]

[Thancred wanders in, Zinny bounding in right behind him, distracting him a little so he doesn't see Madhuri looking over the sketches.]

So, I found a couple of things... some soda, some tea... even some of these ginger candies were in stock.

[He walks over and sets the bag down on the table, glancing at the sketches for a moment. They looked good, but he wasn't going to talk shop for the moment.]

How're you feeling?

[songbird_slayer]

[Zinny, you sweet little mushmuffin. But Madhuri leaned to get a good look at everything and immediately selected a ginger candy for a quick fix, unwrapping it before popping it into her mouth.]

I'm...

[She tucked the sketches away.]

Well enough. I know my worries are silly, yet I can't shake them, and it renders my stomach into a crepe in a pan.

[She bent until her forehead met her knees. Perhaps if she tried hard enough, she could become a bun. Buns don't have planning stress.]

...He deserves the world, Thancred. I... I measure up, I'm not thinking so little of myself... not anymore, but...