Celebrate Good Times

[rygdea]

WHO: Fynn Izunia, Team Brandywine, Colleagues & Close CR
WHERE: The Outdoor Patio, Ardyn’s House
WHEN: 8/26 (Afternoon)
WHAT: Fynn makes good to throw a little cookout for his colleagues to celebrate their alleged victory. Of course, he sought Ardyn’s permission first before slapping this shindig together. There's not much in the form of decorations but there's plenty of food, drinks and ice cream to go around.
WARNINGS: Copious amounts of alcohol? Other than that, nothing really.



[The telltale aroma of meat frying on the grill is enough to entice anyone to visit the party out back. It's not so much of a party as it is a small gathering of friends and coworkers alike. It's rather low key event much to everyone's surprise since Fynn isn't someone you would describe as low key. The man's a loud and abrasive asshole even on a sunny day but be damned if he can't cook. Even with his right arm still sore from stitches and bandaged from the shoulder down, Fynn managed to get most of the food prepared for this afternoon. He's been working since morning to get everything set
Up but not without Ardyn's help here and there. Fynn might know how to grill but his take on potato salad is an acquired taste most wouldn't appreciate.]

Okay! The hamburgers are done![He yells over towards the others. Fynn Really shouldn't be drinking while grilling but he has a beer in one hand, and the cooking tongs in the other.] Better get them before the cat does!

[He's referencing the mischevious black feline that's literally stalking both him and the grill. Erebus, Ardyn's cat, is on the prowl. Either make peace with the fact the cat will beg you to oblivion for the food or offer it some. Either way welcome to the party and please don't spike the fruit punch Fynn made. There's plenty of sake, beers and wines to go around. The fruit punch and soda is meant for the younger guests who aren't quite twenty-one yet.

Don't even think about grabbing a beer, kids. Fynn has eyes on the back of his head and a sixth sense for that nonsense.]

(ooc: feel free to mingle amongst yourselves! I'll be popping in and out between threads. Characters are allowed to bring their own food & snacks too.

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Comments

[daemonized]

[You know what, Jirou? Absolutely no judgment from Ardyn. As long as everyone is having fun and not accidentally burning themselves on the grill or something terrible like that, Ardyn doesn't pay it any mind. He does arch a brow at the exclamation, though.]

Really? Never?

[Erebus meows, as if reflecting the question.]

[sakeplz]

Nope!

[His little dog sniffs at the cat that he's been seeing around but doesn't do anything else. He's seriously the most well behaved little thing. Takes after his daddy and not his mommy, that's for sure.]

The only gatherings I've ever really gone to are thrown by drag queens or rich people.

[daemonized]

[Erebus just closes his eyes as the little dog sniffs at him. Thankfully this is the most laid back of his three cats, and he doesn't seem to mind at all.

Ardyn lets out a light laugh.]

Do drag queens and rich people not enjoy barbecue all the same?

[sakeplz]

Oh they enjoy fancy things whether or not they can afford it!

[He laughs at that then watches as Kenti tries to give the cat a kiss.]

Awwww. Are you trying to make a friend, Kenti? You need to say hi before kisses though, silly!

[daemonized]

Hm. That much certainly is true.

[Ardyn comes from a wealthy family, and he does indeed know how the rich tend to project themselves to the rest of society, based on his own experiences. Well, not everyone is the same, he supposes -- but generally speaking, he cannot say what Jirou states is untrue.

Erebus just keeps his eyes closed as Kenti licks at his face.]

He's an enthusiastic one, isn't he?

[sakeplz]

My friend was staying with us during the last month and brought his cats. So Kenti thinks cats are his friends now.

[A perfectly reasonable conclusion, right?]

I'm glad your kitty doesn't mind!

[daemonized]

The others might find issue with it, but that's why the other two felines aren't present.

[He looks amused, scratching at Erebus' head.]

This one here is Erebus, and he's simultaneously the most curious, and the most tame. More suited to being out on the patio with the rest of us.

[sakeplz]

He's adorable. It's very nice to meet you Erebus.

[Kenti gives a small woof to confirm that he agrees with this statement then relaxes again for his master. He's been extremely well behaved all day. Partially because he just is and partially because he senses his mommy is still hurt and he doesn't want to hurt him more.]

How long have you had him?

[daemonized]

Since February.

[He smiles fondly. He has grown quite attached to his small collection of cats that wander about his house.]

They belonged to my nephews, originally. Cats from the shelter, with whom they volunteered to take care of. And since I'm family, I offered to help, and... well. They lived at my house for a bit. And then they lived at my house permanently. I eventually adopted them outright.

[sakeplz]

Oh wow. So you fostered them first but then fell in love with them?

[That's so cute he can't even.]

[daemonized]

Well, that might be an exaggeration.

[Or rather... as if he'd actually ever word it that way, nor admit to it.]

But I am rather fond of them now. Even if they can be a handful.

[sakeplz]

Awwww. You brothers seriously are so cute. It's nice to see it runs in the family.

[He adores you guys.]

[daemonized]

Cute? My, such a word is never applied to a man such as myself.

[He has a reputation to maintain! Though to be fair, he doesn't look bothered, either.]

[sakeplz]

That's what you have me around for! To make sure that it does get applied sometimes.

[daemonized]

[He chuckles.]

You flatter me. I'm sure your compliments are better suited for others at this party.