smartass_captain | A Very Nexus Reception

To all the friends of the happy grooms, PINpoint messages have already been sent weeks ago inviting them to expect quite the street party arranged in the commons of the Nexus. Guests have been invited to bring an appetite--both for food and for a social adventure. Nirnish weddings are public affairs, after all. While the ceremony has had to be somewhat sequestered for the sake of keeping the existence of Other Worlds a secret, neither Felix nor Jim would want to leave out their interdimensional friends entirely. Having a reception party arranged in the Nexus became the natural plan of action.

Overnight large sections of the Commons are transformed via diligent craftsmanship and quite a lot of magic from those who’ve volunteered. Lanterns representing the Divines are hung along every lamp post, bringing at least the idea of warmth even if the flames are too small to heat their surroundings alone. Bardic tunes carry in the air as readily as the scent of food and drink. Past banners of red and black, blue and white the people gather.

For both grooms this is nearly a continuation of the day before. They’ve had the chance to sleep off the nerves of their ceremony. Today is entirely for celebration--uninhibited celebration at that. No more minding what is said and isn’t. No more pretending to be anything other than who they are. Jim’s traded out his Nirnish finery for a suit and tie, garments he’s much more familiar with. Felix is staying with his native clothing; though he may have dressed down a little from his wedding clothes, the conjurer’s dressed in fitted breeches and his best fur-trimmed coat and boots, the soft hide dyed blue to match his tunic. By their side sits the conjurer’s spectral wolf familiar, ears pricked at the gathering.

As the guests find their ways over it will be easy to spot their friends amidst all the decor along with many other avenues with which to enjoy themselves….

Greetings
Food and Drink
Music and Dancing
Bonfire Entertainment
Party Games

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Kinner's likely to appear anywhere food is mentioned, both to eat some himself and for professional reasons. He is a cook, after all, and he feels obliged to sample. He's sampled Katsuya's cooking enough at the Cafe to have an appetite for it. The small man is relaxing by a longtable, with a plate piled with honey cakes. There's a mug of coffee close by.

He doesn't know Felix or Jim very well, but he's always game for a party, and they seem like a good crew.

"This is good stuff," he says after polishing one off. He neatly wipes his scarred face with a napkin. "My compliments to the cook."

Katsuya's taking a much needed break after well over an hour spent in front of the incredibly hot ceramic oven. Despite the heat he doesn't seem to have a hair out of place when he turns a proud smile toward Kinner.

"It took a bit to get the techniques down. I had one of Felix's relatives teach me so I could present them as part of the catering."

He takes a sip out of his coffee mug.

"I"m glad you enjoy them."

The scarred cook returns the smile.

"My name's Joseph Kinner, formerly of the 1938 Secondary Magnetic Expedition. It's an honor, sir." Kinner bows his head slightly. "I don't think we've spoken before, but I'm a regular visitor at the cafe."

Kinner picks up another honey cake. He's always enjoyed pastries, but Katsuya's are the best.

"I'm also a cook, you know. My specialty's seafood and stew, not baking, but I like to think I'm a good judge of food in general. And this is excellent."

"Ah, yes. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Do...you prefer Joseph or Kinner?" Always safer to ask than to guess incorrectly. "I'm Katsuya Suou. I run the Crossroads. Considering how much effort it's taken to get back in working order after everything that's happened in the last year, I'm grateful you frequent it."

He dips his head with a bit of a self conscious chuckle.

"Thank you. I'm something of the opposite, myself. I Can and do cook, but my skills with pastry are far better than my techniques elsewhere."

"Tell me about it. Between the Long Winter and the battle against Thanos, we've had a rough year. I got off pretty easy, all things considered. Not everyone was so lucky." Kinner's well aware of that. "But the Nexus is peaceful, most of the time, and your shop is one of the best things about it."

He sips some from his own drink to chase the honey cake, enjoying the taste.

"Either one is okay, but Kinner's what I'm used to. I'd like to learn how to cook pastries sometime," the cook admits. "I run Kinner's Kippers in the Plaza. We sell seafood, mostly. Some imported from other worlds and some Nexus-caught."

"The battle against..who?" With all the rebuilding efforts needed over the last year Katsuya hasn't had as much of a chance to get out as others. He's certainly noticed more Guardians about. More Gods, too. But he hasn't put together what it all meant for their respective worlds.

"Freshly caught form the Nexus?" Oh now that's a pleasant thought. "For seafood I've always gone to the fish markets back in my world. I hadn't even thought to check here for it."

"Thanos is the Mad Titan. He had some kind of device that let him kill half of the people in his home world - it was reversed and Thanos stopped, but from the sound of it there were still casualties. Thanos is the one who attacked Thor and Loki's people - it happened not long after the Long Winter ended and we made our truce with the Fallen." Kinner sighs. It feels like ages ago. "Some of the people he killed were brought back, but not all. One of the Steves is gone. Others, too."

"Yes, there's some good fishing holes here. I can show you some one of these days, if you'd like." Kinner smiles a little, mood brightening. "Fish marketsin your world? I might have to visit someday."

A Titan? Katsuya knows Titans. He's met more than a couple of them and considers Blaze-37 to be one of his most trusted companions. To hear that one went and did something like this? Well. He's going to have to track the Exo down sooner rather than later and get an explanation off of her.

Presumably she's handled it already but he's a little put off that she never came to him for help if that's the case.

"Er. Well, my world isn't the easiest to navigate, if you don't speak Japanese."

"Not the first time I've met someone from Japan." Kinner smiles. "There were two gentleman, actually."

He ought to get around to learning more languages someday. There's no reason not to.

"Didn't get the chance to do much traveling back home," says Kinner, a little embarrassed. "But now I've got all the time in the world to learn. One of the good things about being dead in my world, honestly. Don't have anything back home anymore."

"I'd consider going to Antarctica more travelling than most do in their lives." But then, that didn't end too terribly well for Mr. Kinner from everything Katsuya has inferred. It's still strange to him to hear about people coming here after dying in their own worlds but really it's not The Strangest thing he's had to get used to about this place.

One of many, only this one's more personally unsettling. He's very much form a society that expects the Dead to stay that way.

"One good thing about the Nexus, I suppose. There's no shortages of doors to check out."

A Very Nexus Reception

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