My fair faire

[sunflowerfields]

Who: Erryone
When: Day 170, right before leaving for Heartstone Manor
Where: The cookhouse
What: dinner and a show A crash course in table etiquette, and/or your chance to get your bad behavior out of your system.
Warnings: Watch your damn language.



With the threat of behave or die hanging over their heads, Hinawa is feeling very nervous. She's only tangentially familiar with the rules and regulations of formal dining and mingling, having only experienced it for the first time during the Celebration, and for the most part she's just a simple country gal. The last thing she wants is to get everyone in trouble because she used the wrong fork, and she can't help but feel like she's not the only one, so she comes up with a plan!

She only hopes it'll be enough.

[This is a mingle-ish! Jump on in!]

Comments

[kingsroads]

Strange frowns slightly, looking Julien over. How is he supposed to answer this question, nothing prepared him for giant birds asking if they can use chairs!

Thankfully, the second question is asked and Strange looks downright relieved. "You're a person sometimes, aren't you? Honestly, it would be easiest if you were a person as often as you could be during this trip." If only for the poor servants' safety as well. It's one thing cleaning up after a bunch of people, it's another thing cleaning up after a giant friggen bird.

"It's better if you stand, by the way. Sitting on the floor or laying down would just get you dirty."

[espigeon]

"I'm always a person, but I've got to be a bird all the time and a human optionally. It's uh, it's sort of like that's my dæmon? If I had a dæmon who could just pop in and out of like existing, and didn't have to stay close, and could touch people." It's so much easier contextualizing the two bodies thing after having been to Greysol! Of course those locals' secondary 'bodies' are completely different and he's only got the one, non-divisible personality.

"Literally dirty, or taboo dirty? I guess it doesn't matter."

[pipers_son]

"Literal dirty," Joker clarifies, raising his hand partially as if to rake it through his hair before he pauses. Right, he wants to try to look as put together as possible upon first arrival. First impressions are important.

"I'm not sure if we could say yer part of the zoo and get away with it, but that doesn't mean we can't do it at all. So long as a part of ya is still with all of us goin' actin' as normal, it might not be a problem. If it is, well, we can deal with it as it happens, I suppose." They are going in a bit blind.

[espigeon]

Julien manages not to say gross out loud, but his translucent inner eyelids flicker and show, as if to protect his eyes from something noxious. "Oh. Yeah, I'll already be barefoot, I'll keep that in mind."

He nods.

"I want to try, anyway. It'll be easier on everyone if I don't have to try and waltz this through formal activities." He trembles his folded wings to indicate this - himself, this body, something that has to use a beak for fine manipulation, has wings for arms, and can't engage properly with most furniture. "Way fewer faux pas, way less attention."

[pipers_son]

"Oh, I can imagine." It's been pretty to just observe things here, after all. A good couple of years in the Carnival has given him a good knowledge of the various trials the more changed workers have to deal with. Julien... isn't exactly that, but it all works out the same in the end anyway.

"Anyway, give it a shot, and let me know how it works out, alright?" A smile flickers across his face. "If nothin' else, I can try ta fast talk 'em. I might be able ta stretch the rules of etiquette in our favor, bein' all knowledgeable and the like, although we shouldn't push things."

[espigeon]

He'd spent a year at home like this, or nearly, learning to hate stairs and doorknobs, discovering the wide world of often-scorned assistive devices. The Carnival's been a lot better in that regard, and anyway he has his peripheral now.

It's going to be trying to have that body out for an unknown period of days, to limit this one, to not have much contact between them. He'll have to be fine. They're not going to crash and burn because of something Julien did wrong. "Sure thing! I appreciate the offer. I'm a, uh, a soulbonded companion to myself?"

[pipers_son]

"Yeah, I figured it was somethin' like that." Joker looks over the enormous not-pigeon. "It's going ta be a trial for all of us, but not need ta make ourselves more uncomfortable than we need ta be."

Letting out a breath, he waves his hand through the air. "For now, let's assume the stable or some such is where yer larger half will stay, and focus on the manners and such we're impartin', alright?"

[espigeon]

"Right, right! I was a waiter at a fancy French place once, I have a general idea, but it's good to take a refresher." Julien has worked a lot of different jobs.

And now that he thinks of it, watching etiquette demonstrations when he's shaped like this is a little iffy. "Uh, the rest of me is in costuming right now, I'll just watch. Trying to make myself a bridle."

[pipers_son]

Ha. Amazing how many of them have at least a little bit of experience in this. It almost makes up for how many people are completely inept.

"I'll come over closer and show things ta ya so that ya can see how it all works," he promises. "After the main demonstrations, anyway. Work for ya?"

[espigeon]

He bobs his head in a flashy avian nod. "I appreciate it, Joker!"