03 | Party: No need for madness, We have tea!

[allineedisyou]

Who: Grace & Open [Feel freel to make top level's and mingle]
What: Tea Party
Where: Cafeteria
When: October 8th 2016: 2pm - 5pm
Warnings: N/A

The cafeteria didn't very different from it's usual light colors and set tables. Grace had promised not to make a mess and she chose to do that by changing nothing and simply using the table tops. Sitting on the table's surface were pots of tea and over a dozen small cups and saucers. She'd spent her own money buy the sets and she planned to gift them to Gus after her part was over.

There were five teapots in total each one holding a different mixture of tea's that Grace had gathered together. The first pot is light blue and inside of it was a silver needle white tea with a hint of vanilla. The next pot was dark green with leaves imprinted on it and it held a young tea that tasted like the earth with a hint of lemon grass added to it. The next was gray, the teapot looking as if it was made out of cast iron, with a tea that tasted like english breakfast but with a twist of honey taste on the end. The fourth teapot was light blue as well but with a hummingbird drawn on the outside of the pot; it held a very light herbal tea that tasted like roses and berries. The final pot was a brick red, much like Grace's hood, and inside that pot was a jade green tea mix. The tea cups were all white, simple and looked rather breakable.

Grace met everyone with a smile and would tell them what each tea was before taking a seat.

Comments

Harry and OTA

[pottersluck]

Harry wasn't sure what this was, but why not? He thought Grace sounded like a nice person and he wanted to try to become more focused on the community here. He wanted to try to help more.

Part of that was getting to know people.

So he stepped in, nicely dressed and looked around.

[allineedisyou]

Grace stepped up with a bright smile. "Hello. It's nice to meet you. My name is Grace." She can't remember if she's met him before now.

"I have five kinds of tea. Would you like to try one?"

[pottersluck]

"A pleasure to meet you, Grace. I'm Harry." He smiled and offered her his hand.

"Sure. I'd love to. What kinds do you have?"

[allineedisyou]

Grace took his hand and offered him a curtsey. "Hello Harry." She turned after releasing his hand and pointed to each tea that she'd prepared. She described them as best she could before turning back to smile up at him.

"Which would you like?"

[pottersluck]

He bowed to her in turn. "How do you do today?"

He smiled, and peered at them, then chose one, smiling softly. "I like the mint, please. I've always been fond of it."

This young woman was very polite, and Harry thought her rather delightful, too.

[allineedisyou]

"I am doing very well, thank you." Her smile widened. "I like your accent. It sounds very pretty." Grace had an accent as well though it was a little different. It made her sound as if she was from a story book than from any specific place.

"I'll get it for you."

Grace stepped over to the kettle and poured a cup of tea. Steam licked off the surface of the liquid and the aroma was enough to bring a smile to her lips.

"Here. Let me know what you think." Her father had taught her to be polite.

[pottersluck]

"Thank you. Yours is pretty too." He smiled warmly at her, and nodded.

He took the tea, and bowed to her, then took a gentle sip, and his eyes went wide. "This is good! Thank you."

[allineedisyou]

Grace's smile widened at the compliment and she felt a light blush color her cheeks. She wasn't used to getting complimented by a lot of people but everyone seemed to be having a good time.

"I'm glad you like it. I made it myself." With a little bit of help finding the tea leafs she needed.

[ki2k]

Kitt had heard about the tea party from the network, remembering the sweet young girl who had sung over him when he'd first arrived. He made a promise to himself then and there that he would do more than just thank her; he would try to make a friend of her.

While he hadn't responded to her invitation, he hopes there might be enough tea for just one more - after all, most 'tea parties' hosted by little girls ended up being water in little cups, imaginary pastries, and stuffed animals as guests. He isn't expecting anything more than that, so when he enters the cafeteria he's pleasantly surprised to see a few people there, along with the scent of real tea.

Spotting the hostess, he crosses the distance between them, walking as if he was born to it.

"Grace? Do you mind if I join the party? I, ah, don't know if you remember me or not."

[allineedisyou]

Grace turned and looked up at the familiar face with a warm smile. "I do and you're welcome to join. I'm glad to see you are well. Do you have a favorite kind of tea?"

She wanted everyone to have a good time.

Bigby Wolf

[fatherwolf]

Closed to Grace

When a little girl as sweet as Grace asks you to come to her tea party early because she wants to ask you something, you do it, even if you haven't been the Sheriff of a mythological community for nearly two centuries. And so, Bigby Wolf stepped into the cafeteria at 1:30, as promised. He raised a hand as he sited the girl and came over.

"Hey there, sweetie."

OTA
Colin was annoying. For some reason, the pig seemed to think the Big Bad Wolf still owed him something several hundred years after blowing his house down, and he wasn't going to let Bigby forget it anytime soon. That being said, though he'd never admit it to the Colin's porcine face, he'd had a point. He didn't have friends, and that was because he pushed them all away. Granted, he had his reputation working against him back home, but here? Here he was just another face, and here he didn't know anything about how the world works.

Colin was right. He needed friends. The problem was, and the damned pig was right about this one, too, Bigby was terrible at talking to people. He got irritated easily, hated dealing with stupid, and could be gratingly sarcastic. Give a fellow a few hundred years and he starts to learn a thing or two about himself. So, after his talk with Grace, he stuck around. People like tea, right?

He had a seat at one of the tables, where the young tea was actually. He liked the scent of it, and tried to not look like a sourpuss. He was marginally successful.

[allineedisyou]

Grace had been setting things up though she'd yet to begin steeping the tea. It'd only take a few minutes and she hadn't wanted anything to get cold. She was instead stacking saucers that she had cleaned earlier that day and arranged a selection of cups. When she heard Bigby's voice she turned and greeted him with a smile.

"Bigby, I'm so happy you made it. I hope asking you to come early wasn't any trouble." She had a question and she didn't really know who to ask. It was uncomfortable in a way, it made her sad but as always, she tried her best to keep smiling.

She wanted to be a good girl.

[fatherwolf]

Bigby pulls up a chair and takes a seat near her, to put him more on her level. Kids seemed to like when adults didn't tower of them. It worked with T.J. Anyway. Maybe he was just intimidating.

He shook his head at her question. "No trouble at all. What's wrong?"

[allineedisyou]

Grace was used to looking up at adults but she was thankful when he took a seat. It was easier to talk when she wasn't craning her neck to look up at him. At his question she looked thoughtful and a little nervous.

"I... what would you do if you saw someone who wasn't who it was supposed to be?"

[fatherwolf]

He'd had a lot of experience with that recently, but somehow, he didn't think she was talking about glamors. He frowned slightly, crossing his arms.

"What do you mean exactly?"

[allineedisyou]

Grace paused and then shook her head. "It's hard to say. My father was here but then he vanished." She paused again looking confused. "He came back but it isn't him. It looks like him and it sounds like him but it isn't."

She took a seat and looked down at her hands. She didn't know what to think. "I was so happy but then it wasn't him."

[fatherwolf]

Bigby's frown intensified as he watched the girl. Only one thing about that made sense to him.

"You mean like...a glamor?"

[allineedisyou]

Grace shook her head. "No. It was really him but not him. I can't explain it because I don't understand. It wasn't fake though." Her head dropped a little further. "I don't think you can hide your true self in your eyes and they were... it was so similar. His eyes."

She'd already cried about it but the loss left a fresh jolt of pain in her chest.

/arrives late with starbucks | also ota

[cryogenics]

He'd said he would go, and he did. He'd never been to a tea party before, and it felt a little surreal after everything he'd been through, but maybe it would be a nice break from the fighting and the worrying.

All of his bruises and scrapes had healed by now and his ribs were good as new. He'd even managed to snag some new clothes so he didn't have to show up in his uniform. Jeans and a t-shirt were much more comfortable, even though it felt weird leaving his left arm exposed. Nobody was hunting him here--at least, as far as he was aware of.

Bucky lingered in the doorway for a long second before actually stepping into the room, glancing around and taking everything in. It didn't look much different from the other times he was there, and that helped him relax a little before he headed over to where Grace had everything set up.

<3

[allineedisyou]

Grace turned to look up at Bucky stepped inside. Her smile was bright and her eyes danced with excitement when she saw the familiar face walk in.

"I'm so happy you made it. Please sit and I'll get you a cup of tea."

[cryogenics]

"I wouldn't miss this for anything." Unless something terrible had happened, but things seemed to be quiet here. There were no explosions, no invasions, nothing to fight. So far. He didn't know if that would change or not.

Pulling out a chair, he sat himself down at the table. "Did you get all of this set up on your own?"

[allineedisyou]

Grace nodded her head. "I did. It wasn't very hard." She moved to the gray tea pot which had the darker tea in it. She poured a cup and then carefully walked it over to Bucky.

"Here, tell me what you think. I made all the blends myself."

[cryogenics]

He took the teacup carefully, taking an experimental sip before following it up with another to get a better taste. It'd been a long time since he'd regularly had or made tea, mostly when Steve had been small and sickly, so he didn't have a lot of recent knowledge to compare it to, but. "It's nice."

[allineedisyou]

Grace's smile widened. "I have more. I thought you could try them all and tell me your favorite. Then I can make it for you again sometime."

She paused.

"If that's okay."

[cryogenics]

"Sure. That sounds like a plan." And he didn't mind in the slightest; Grace was a sweet kid.