[OPEN] So raise your glass high...

[and_my_pickaxe]

Characters: Lin Mayuzumi (and_my_pickaxe) and YOU!
When: Backdated to June 14th.
Where: In the Dining Car of the trains.
Rating: 14A for some language, or violence depending on how angry she gets, knowing Mayuzumi.
Summary: Mayuzumi is lonely and drowns her sorrows in delicious food and drink. By this I mean she has an all-out feast for herself she can't possibly finish alone.


Who is it that has stolen three bottles of the train's best champagne? Who is it that has grabbed three cases of dessert? Sandwiches? Juices? Food that could have fed a room full of guests?

It's Lin Mayuzumi, of course, and it's all spilled across a short train dining table that can barely fit it all.

Dressed as if she were born for such a decadent feast, Lin had laundered the silk shirt and skirt she had arrived in. Gold earrings hung from her ears and her long hair was brushed elegantly over her shoulders. Her silk stockings had been completely destroyed, and so her bare legs in her miniskirt have sunburn on top of old frostbite scars.

Her brown heels kicked up onto the table quite unladylike, Lin raised her glass to no one and took a long, deep drink. Like a dragon protecting its cave of riches, she eyed the door.

She'd only be willing to share depending on the guest. Everyone else could fuck off.

[[ooc:Action brackets for speed 110% okay if it suits your fancy]]

Comments

[doctor_dragoon]

Yukio's frown remained, the boy unimpressed by her subtle gesture. To see her set up here alone, and with so much food, was a bit frustrating. He had never encountered anything close to starvation during his time in Russia, not even while he was imprisoned in Credinta, but he'd felt hunger. He'd gone without.

"I'd hardly call this a meal for just two."

[and_my_pickaxe]

If Yukio had never starved, he couldn't understand why she had done what she had. She had, quite literally, starved to death only months ago - this was her present to herself for being alive. The occasion seemed fitting.

"Of course not. It's a wedding reception," she announced sardonically, taking a bite out of a nearby eclair. "Surprise! Congratulations to me!" It was impossible to tell whether or not she was joking.

"You're the only guest so far. Eat."

[doctor_dragoon]

And he would hopefully never understand her reasoning. All Yukio could see was a selfish, wasteful display, but he kept his displeasure reined in.

"Don't you think all of this would be better collected and taken back to the apartment building?"

[and_my_pickaxe]

He wasn't playing along? What a disappointment. Lin frowned before placing her empty glass back down on the table.

"Things come and go here. We don't know if this food will be here tomorrow, or how long it will keep. Besides, how often do we get to feast? Think about it." She was smiling again, and being more reasonable than usual. "What will it take to get you to sit? Merry Christmas? Happy Birthday? What about 'Congratulations on living your shitty life?' There has to be something worth celebrating."

[doctor_dragoon]

"It won't be here tomorrow unless it's moved to the apartment building." He sighed lightly. There would be little point in arguing with her, obviously, and he had no desire to turn their conversation into a yelling match.

"... No, thank you, Mayuzumi-san. There are still a lot of cars to go through and limited daylight."

[and_my_pickaxe]

"Fine, fine," she huffed, looking a little annoyed. "Go on if you like. Don't even take anything for the road. I was only trying to be nice."

She looked out the window of the car with a wry smirk on her face. "I was being serious, you know," she muttered offhandedly, leaning back in her seat. "Today is my wedding day. Run along," she finished. "See you later."

[doctor_dragoon]

He made his way past her table, pausing for a moment when she mentioned her wedding day before continuing on once more.

"... Congratulations."

[and_my_pickaxe]

She rolled her eyes quite obviously. "Clearly there's nothing to be congratulated for if the groom didn't show up. But thank you," she spat. Looks like he was continuing on, then. Whatever.