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[ex_cashcow493]

WHO: caliburns and anyone else who brings her food comes.
WHEN: August 17th.
WHERE: Private dining hall in the Bay View Hotel.
SUMMARY: Saber eats all of the food. Result of this post. Saber invites people for a potluck except she calls it a feast because she is from the twelfth century.
RATING: PG-13. Who knows with the lot of you!
WARNINGS: None yet. Will add if there are any.

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Comments

[best-bro.livejournal.com]

Devola. Sing us praises to the great Sumerian gods. You do know the Ballad of Anu and the Creation of the Heavens, right?

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

[She recovers quickly, giving him a wry, if someone unsure, grin.] Far before my time, I'm afraid. Though if you know it, I can't say I'd be opposed to learning it.

...

[Yeah. Can't ignore the literal 500 pound bull in the room.]

Ssssoooo... why'd you bring that little guy?

[best-bro.livejournal.com]

I will regale you the tales of my time, Devola. And when you pluck with your instrument the gods themselves will be pleased.

... We're going to eat it.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Eat it? In here? You, erm, you do plan to cook it, right?

[best-bro.livejournal.com]

Of course. In there. [ Gestures to the kitchen. ]

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

I'm gonna level with ya: I don't think they have the tools to deal with that [A pointed... point. To the Buffalo.] in there.