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(open) i have made the fire up bright

Who: Joker and whoever else
What: The best way to recover from trauma is to aggressively ignore it, right? And bake.
When: D13 and onwards, with special shoutout to D19
Where: The Carnival Cookhouse, and about the moon

A - D13 onwards, Cookhouse

[Joker can't exactly say he understands fae holidays, which he supposes is nothing new. Despite the fact that they all live under the Ringmaster's employment and interact with her fairly regularly, very few people probably understand the details that go into the fae life. Still, he understands the concept of giving gifts well enough, especially with the various worlds he's seen which all have their own holidays. He figures he can come up with something well enough.]

[While the marketplace is and well and good, Joker doesn't have nearly enough for the amount of people he wants to give things to- especially some of the new faces around, who he suspect might be feeling a little fish out of water. Well, fortunately, there's always one thing guaranteed to be done.]

[For the rare soul that ventures down into the Carnival for whatever reason... They will find that smoke is wafting up from the cookhouse, and the lights are all on. Opening the doors will find a certain song wafting out from the kitchen. Its singer is wearing some jeans and a simple white sweatshirt. His cooking gear that he won't mind if it gets a little messy.]

Tom, he was a piper's son...

[The small of gingerbread is thick in the air, along with a couple of other things he has in mind, and Joker is casually at work decorating what appear to be, yep, gingerbread men. Feathers the Dartrix is on the counters, casually observing, and looks up when someone appears. Enjoy the cooed greeting.]

B - The Moon, various days

[With how long he was out of commission, just laying around and trying to deal with being poisoned, that really hasn't given his wings much time to get their usual exercise... So Joker is back on the moon with everyone else, flying about.]

[....And other things.]

[As the snowball going for someone's head will attest to.]

Watch out~.

[Look at this smug asshole, in his glittery jacket and his striped scarf. It's made worse by the fact that he's actively juggling snowballs in his one good hand.]

C - Joker's Wild

[This post will also be used for various 1x1 things for Joker to do, but if you have something in particular to approach him about, let me know! I'm flexible for him to do all sorts of things now that he's recovered from poison.]

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[The cookhouse still smells heavily of gingerbread, and there's a reason for that.]

[Joker has gathered all of the veterans left in the carnival for one simple purpose: they're going to bake the Ringmaster something. And not just any something, but a big old gingerbread castle. It'd be great if they could make something nice, or praise the lord, really fancy, but Joker has no illusions about the combined effort and talent of the carnival. They'll all be lucky if they get something simple.]

[Still, he's invited detail oriented people like Peridot and designers like Nui, and people who have their shit together like Tanyuu, so, you know. Maybe a miracle will happen. Assuming everyone accepts the invite, at any rate.]

[This is a little get together meant for veterans... but if one of the workers who's been contracted in the last year stumbles in, well, Joker won't turn them away if they want to help. Either way, it's time for a lot of baking and a lot of construction to happen.]

[ooc: approach this like a mingle. there are no rules, besides no attempted murder with the frosting. save that kind of shit for candy canes.]

[It's been a while since Nui's seen her fellow veterans. She thought she was only away for two months, which was still far longer than she'd anticipated the retrieval of some special luxury fabric taking. As it turned out, she was actually gone for six months by the carnival's time, and there were many unfamiliar faces who'd shown up in her absence.

It took her special talents to persuade the owners to sell that special fabric at a fair price, and even that took an annoying amount of effort. Still, she'd been determined to not let the Ringmaster down and eventually returned home victorious. Only to discover she'd missed quite the adventure while she was off running that errand.]

Hiiiiii~!

[She greets everyone cheerfully.]

So, what's going on? It smells delicious in here.

[The ringleader (badumtish) of this whole mess is of course around, although he's mostly staying hands off (badumtish) from the construction portion of all of this and is instead sticking to the baking and cutting parts of all of this. Listen, there's a reason he called other people into this whole mess.]

[For once, he's dressed mostly sensibly today... Although that might have something to do with the dark cloak that is held inbetween his two wings so that it's out of the way of the food preparation. Occasionally, he glances up at everything that's going on and makes an idle remark.]

I'll be amazed if we don't burn this whole place down.

[He seems pretty cheerful about this fact, and not distressed at all.]

[So feel free to help him as he bakes or carves out sections of castle, or make a comment on his sweet new cloak, or... Is that a deer? Wait, no, maybe it's a dog... It's sure something, and about as big as either of those creatures. In fact, it probably shouldn't be in the kitchen at all, but it's here regardless as it quietly follows Joker around.]

[There's a bow-tie collar on its neck. It's very cute.]

Cheers, Nui.

[Even if there are a lot of unfamiliar faces, at least there's one that's still around. For the most part, Joker is still very much the same as when Nui left. Yet there are couple of major differences. For starters, one of his wings has changed from magpie black to pure white. On a more subtle note, his wooden antlers and hand have something shifting inbetween the cracks and curves. There's something rock-like in there.... an effect very much reminiscent of opalized wood .]

[That seems to be all for now, however, and he waggles his fingers in greeting.]

We're gonna make a gingerbread castle. At least if we don't all drown in the gingerbread first.

[Around his legs, what appears to be a dog-and-or-deer peers out at her with large orange eyes. On its back is a large owl with seems like leaves growing from it. So, basically, creatures that fit Joker's aesthetic plenty.]

[There's a lot that the two of them need to say to each other, although he's pretty sure that neither of them are going to like it very much at all. Now that he's been allowed to think with a mind free of poison, Joker has had to stew over quite a few things that came up during their stay at the Prince's manson. Well, perhaps more that last bit, then anything.]

[But maybe... For just a little while longer, he can keep things nice. Positive.]

[He's brought her back down to the carnival, saying he has something for her, and Joker glances down at her with a faint smile on his face. There's a scarf wrapped around his neck- the same one he got from Carly.]

Alright, ya have ta over yer eyes, alright?

[It'd taken some convincing to get the present down to the carnival, but he'd managed. Besides, best to reveal it here, where there's no snow to slide on.]

[A few minutes after Joker's radio call, Ginko steps into the Cookhouse with Miu at his heels. He's dropped his heavier clothing off at his trailer, though he's still wearing his black turtleneck rather than one of his lighter shirts.

He looks around at the proceedings, raising his eyebrows slightly.]

Guess there are worse things you could've been asking for help with... oh. What's that?

[Yep, he's noticed the dog-deer thing. That's certainly new.]

Ginko~!

[Whatever awkwardness might have happened... Joker is still more than glad to see the other man, even though he'd known he was going to show up. He finishes pulling out a tray of gingerbread walls, and leaves it to the counter as he goes off to the other man. Sure enough, the dog-deer follows after him. Feathers is perched on its back.]

What do ya think of it?

It's certainly interesting - don't think I've seen anything like it.

[Those words could, of course, be good or bad, but Ginko's genuine delight at the animal shows in his voice. He crouches down to get a better look at it, tilting his head slightly. Miu stays huddled close by his legs, but peeks over at it.]

[For a moment, the creature stays right where it is and looks at Ginko with its wide orange eyes. After a couple of seconds of observation, however, it finally takes a few careful steps closer and sniffs the air about Ginko. Joker watches the exchange with a pleased smile on his face.]

It's called a Ruvian, apparently, or at least that's what the folks at the market told me. Can sense auras! Or, y'know- [He shrugs.] The ones outside the norm, anyway, I guess.

[Ginko slowly lifts a hand, palm down, for the Ruvian to sniff.]

Really? That sounds like a useful ability... seems like a pretty gentle animal, too. I can see why you went for it.

[This time, the pause is very brief before the Ruvian steps closer to sniff thoroughly over Ginko's hand. This much, at least, seems like something rather dog-like.]

Ha, yeah. I wasn't quite sure how it would turn out, but it seems friendly enough.

[Joker is the one to pause then, even as the Ruvian begins to snuffle its way in Miu's direction.]

....Got it for ya, actually.

[Miu seems a little hesitant, but eventually shuffles away a bit to examine the Ruvian, tilting her head this way and that.

Ginko, meanwhile, looks up at Joker, looking faintly surprised.]

--Really?

Yeah. I mean, aura-sensin', that seems like it'd be useful ta ya with what yer work is, and it's gentle enough, so-

[His hand flits through the air, some vague gesture, before he tucks his thumb down into one pocket and rocks on his heels a little. The grin is still on his face, expertly hiding how unsure he is about this. Yet it had felt important to get something nice for Ginko.]

[And, well, judging by how those big floppy ears of the Ruvian are twitching forward in quiet curiosity at Miu, it seems nice enough.]

It... definitely will be. Thank you, really.

[It seems that Joker doesn't need to worry about how the gift will go over. Ginko watches, that little smile even brighter than it had been a moment ago, as the two animals examine each other, neither seeming to be scared or aggressive toward the other.

He gives a quiet laugh as he finally goes to stand upright, reaching into his pocket to search out what he'd brought with him.] You're going to make me end up feeling insufficient, though.

[Christ. Joker reflects fondly once more how lucky Psi is, the dumb bastard, when he sees that smile on Ginko's face. Those kind of looks really aren't common enough by his estimate; he's always been glad that Tanyuu has been able to get them out of the other man.]

[Turns out he can too. Or at least animals can, which he'll take just as much.]

[As Ginko gets up to his feet, Joker perks up at his words, and his earrings jangle with the way his ears flick.]

Oh? What has ya say that?

[Scout looks disheveled. She's bathed and run a comb through her hair but has a rumpled, disgruntled appearance, and her braid's undone so there's just an extra long lock on one side of her head. For most of this 'stop' she's been working on something, and even now it's very clear that her mind is not on the task at hand.

As evidenced by how right now, when she's lost the plot a bit and is scribbling detailed lightsaber schematics in a notebook, staring at them and scowling and scribbling over them to start again. You might have noticed, her actual lightsaber isn't at her belt.

Someone should probably reel her back in? It's very possible she has a spoon held in a coil of her tail, dripping batter on the floor.]

[Gongenzaka, for his part, is doing his very best-he's still a little surprised to have been called down to help bake gingerbread but...well, it's nothing he could say no to. In fact, he likely agreed to help very loudly.

Gongenzaka uses both his arms, and his vines, to stir and prepare the batter-it is the sound of dripping however, which alerts him to the one beside him. Erm....this one is...

...Who, again? Well.] Auh...Excuse me, miss..! [He awkwardly begins, coughing.] ...Your tail-!

Huh? Oh. Yeah. Thanks.

[Barely reacting, she puts the spoon on the table besides her bowl, the movement a little stiff - her tail is all smooth keratinous segments and suedelike pseudofur, and she's not used to being able to control it this finely - aaaand hunches back over the latest diagram, drawing a fresh line over it and sucking on her bottom lip.]

Maybe if I just give up and solder it... no, there's still a weak point.

[Oiiii oiii.... This is where he's putting his own spoons down. He's not optimistic enough to think that unrelated chatter means there's any focus on the batter. If anything, he half suspects that in a minute or so, he'll catch it dripping again. So instead, he turns.]

....It would appear that you are not truly invested in what we are doing here, miss.

I like the new look.

[She can always appreciate a splash of colour, and the people who've been here for a while all have their own distinct aesthetics to show for their time in the Carnival. Hers include splashes of pink and sparkles.]

Cute pets, too.

[She can get on board with this gingerbread plan and nods approvingly. No objections here.]

Is it for the carnival to share? Or for the Ringmaster?

[She only barely looks up.]

I almost have something. I've got to write it down and draw it out, and then I can get back to things.

[Scout's been working on this for ten, fifteen minutes and seems intent and frustrated rather than on the edge of revelation.]

Go on without me. I didn't add baking powder yet so the chemical reaction there won't be exhausted before it's time to put it in the oven.

[Hooooohhhboy. Gongenzaka seems to study her a moment, and then eventually, crosses his arms.] If I, the man Gongenzaka, may ask, what is it that you are working with, then?

Well... I just didn't think to get anything quite as fancy as a magical creature that can sense auras, is all.

[He hands Joker a small, flattish box, wrapped in simple green paper.]

But, I hope you like it all the same.

[Whether he opts to open it now or later, Joker will find two objects within: A healing draught, and a smaller box containing a pair of earrings.]

[...yeah, okay, she should probably pause. Scout straightens up, grimacing a little, and work some developing kinks out of her joints. They crackle loudly as she moves her neck and arms.]

My life, basically. Me. There's a whole lot of ritual symbolism and stuff that doesn't make sense to anyone else. I need to make it right.

Your life?

[He needs to lean over, in order to look toward what she's working on. He holds his chin with one hand, and squints at the notes, frowning.] ...I, the man Gongenzaka, can certainly not speak for what it is on these papers specifically.... ...but if you claim it is your life, then it must be something of great importance, all the same.

....Yet you came here, while such a thing was on your mind? [he adds, raising a brow.]

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i forgot about the healing draught so let's pretend this box could reasonably fit in ginko's pocket

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