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

ten minutes late with coffee b/c he said he would check in

[atouts]

Blue being the name of the tall blue lady is, in fact, reasonably descriptive. It makes her easy to spot from anywhere in the cookhouse and, once Strange and Joker has gone over their little etiquettes lesson, Childermass will do what he typically always does: seemingly appear out of nowhere (in this case, he was just particularly quiet, no magic involved) next to Blue Diamond.

On the bright side, there's no way in hell he'll ever be able to loom over her, so he has to settle on looking up curiously instead.

"Did they cover everything you wanted to know adequately, Ms. Blue, or would you still like to go over what spoon goes where one more time?"

He wouldn't blame her if she did. Anyone else, either, considering how pointless it must seem to some.

[diamondsare]

To her credit, Blue doesn't startle at Childermass' sudden appearance, she has perhaps a little too much poise for that. But the glance he's given is just a touch too quick to not be surprise when he suddenly speaks up out of seemingly nowhere.

He is a good deal more monochromatic than she is used to in humans, she concludes quickly.

It's rather nice.

"Good evening, Supervisor. I believe they did to the best of their abilities." Still, there's a note of doubt in her otherwise somber tone. "Though given the ... eccentricity of our host I have a concern that what we are learning may not be what we will need."

[atouts]

All blacks and whites and his stay at the carnival has only made that all the truer. Being called monochromatic isn't something he would be able to disagree with and it isn't like to change anytime soon.

"It's a wise concern to have," Childermass admits, offering a shrug to go along with that statement. "But that isn't something any of us would be able to predict. If he really does base his rules off etiquette similar to this, though, there's a greater chance of being closer to polite than not."

[diamondsare]

This is true. How could any of them know the future?

"It is unfortunate I have no Sapphires here. Such a mystery would long since be solved, and we could properly be prepared." She shakes her head, as if to shake the thought off at the same gesture; no point wishing for the impossible.

"Perhaps he will be generous with our mistakes for the first day, if this lesson is wrong." And then afterwards drop the hammer! The concern kept her from fretting too much about other things, but she was still left ... with a spoon. "Though might it not be prudent to bring our own things, on the chance that he is also one of those who expects guests to tend to their own needs?"

Like silverware. She'd been told the spoon is the most important, and she hadn't forgotten it!

[atouts]

Several different spoons, to boot, though why Blue Diamond has an extra one with her, Childermass sure can't tell. He looks down at the silverware on the table, then at the spoon she has in hand, though he just shakes his head as he looks up at her again. It's a good question to ask from someone who doesn't have to deal with dishes and utensils, but he can at least put that to rest.

"He will have enough for all ahead of our arrival," he answers. "Otherwise he would be a poor host, expecting us to bring our own spoons and forks when he's the one who's invited us over for dinner."

Dinner and then some, but those are all completely different worries.

"You won't have to worry about that part. The Prince's staff will have everything prepared for guests beforehand."

[diamondsare]

"Unless he is expectant of us bringing all of our own supplies, as we are a burden he may not wish to have." She doesn't know, and it sounds like a guess. One can only guess, truly, at the whims of the fae aristocracy. "Simply to have something to be irate about."

Yellow would do that, she mused. If it were the right gems and she were feeling piqued enough about something. Blue tended to not bother.

The spoon in hand vanishes somewhere up her voluminous sleeves, possibly to a pocket out of sight. "I suppose we will find out upon arrival. Likely as we serve the Ringmaster, so too will he have servants, who may be assigned to explain such troublesome things in detail."

And spare them all the concern entirely.

[atouts]

That, at least, Childermass can answer, over whether or not they're expected to bring supplies. Blue, Blue, that isn't how hosting a party works, but at this point, he'll need to assume gems don't have parties just like they don't eat food. So, he gives his head another shake.

"That much you won't have to worry about," he assures her. "When you invite people into your home it is expected you provide for your guests. You house them and you feed them as reasonably as you are able to, which, as I said, should include silverware."

[diamondsare]

Gem parties are very different and probably not even a LITTLE BIT fun by human reckoning. Things like fun and good times are rare commodities for anything not a Diamond.

"My kind are ... exceedingly self-sufficient, such things would not be required on Homeworld.." she sounds more apologetic than anything else; this venture is a Big Deal to the Ringmaster, and thus it was a Big Deal to Blue as well. Whatever was going on was vitally important! "I admit human culture is far more complex than it seems on the surface."

And that's just from observational standpoint, not guessing why these things happen. "Though why a nonhuman has chosen to mimick it, I do not understand." There's a pause and she waves one hand as if to dismiss her own words. "It is something I may discover in time."