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Toriel ([personal profile] inruins) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-05-05 05:14 pm
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[Open] Fill my heart with song

Who: Toriel & you!
When: May 4th - May 20th
Where: Around the ship.
What: Catch all for May. Child wrangling, talking with friends and waking up from Cryo.
Warnings: Baked goods, parental fussing, possible angst.



[A - A Parental touch - Open to teens/kids - May 4th - 14th]

"Ah, here you are-" Whatever peace of mind one had before Toriel's arrival is broken by the boss monster approaching their lunch table in the mess hall.

There is no escape as Toriel settles down across from her unsuspecting victim. "I've been looking for you, dear. I just wanted to see how you're doing today."

For anyone whose dealt with Toriel, it is clear enough she's going to launch into fussing at whomever she's settled down across from.

She squints a little at their lunch tray. "I hope you're eating your vegetables."


[B - Hello, hello - Open to all - May 13th]

The hustle and bustle of people visiting the planet to go home briefly leaves the ship oddly quiet. Toriel takes that time to make herself at home in the kitchen. Her shift isn't today but-

but she still finds herself working on baked goods. With magic she worries a little less about supplies, it means she doesn't waste power from the burners or gas from the stove.

Anyone who enter the mess hall will smell the scent of freshly baked cookies. Alongside hear the soft singing from the kitchen. Those who venture forth will find a tray of cookies already out, another likely to come out in a moment.

"Oh!" It takes Toriel a moment realize she isn't alone, she offers a friendly smile. "Would you like a cookie, dear? I went a bit overboard with them."


[C - Waking up - Open - May 20th]

The strangest part is waking up when she doesn't remember falling asleep. Beyond the initial panic of being contained in some kind of pod and gentle reassurances from the medical staff, Toriel feels- odd. It takes some time before the medical staff let her leave on her own. Tests, checks and insistence she return if she feels faint again.

By the time they're done, Toriel is relieved to be out in the hallway. She exhales slowly, closing her eyes for a moment to recenter herself. Many thoughts collide at once, leaving her unsteadier than she started.

The boss monster forces herself forward, walking down the hallway. Initially her steps are unsteady, but she corrects it quickly enough. In privacy she can think this over, reason out how or why she had gotten ill. Now was not really the time.

Toriel herself is hard to miss, given her height and current demeanor she seems intent on just getting as far as she can from the medical wing. In her hurry she nearly bumps into someone. Her expression is pinched but apologetic.

"My apologies, I am in a bit of a rush."
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[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-05-06 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
The smell draws him from his trek toward the cafe over toward the kitchen. He assumes that it's the latest treat for Allison to pass on and grabs one with a side-long look toward the coffee counter. He's already bitten into it by the time Toriel speaks. For a moment he stares at her wide-eyed, before slowly chewing and smiling at her sheepishly.

"Uh. They're good?"
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[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-05-10 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
“You probably made them for someone,” he argues, completely half-heartedly as evident by the way he continues to eye the platter. The rest of the treat in his hand seems to disappear, the only clue that he’s ate it in the way he swipes crumbs off his mouth. “You’re always around all the little kids, figured it’s for them, right?”

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[personal profile] bloodredsky 2016-05-06 11:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah?" He's broken out of his thoughts as the monster sits nearby. They haven't talked that much, but Akito likes people enough that he doesn't mind the interruption. He had been sitting and playing with his cutlery instead of eating, lost in thought. The idea of being able to go home, but only temporarily, is bothering him some. He's not used to people fussing over him all that much, so he is entirely unsuspecting.

...and the last few words she says makes him blink, before smiling sheepishly. "I am, I am!" Is he eating enough, is questionable. He knows they're important, they're just not as nice as other things!
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[personal profile] bloodredsky 2016-05-09 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
He can only giggle a little at that, rubbing his neck and smiling back. "I got distracted. Thinking too much," he offers as a sort of explanation. It was silly anyway, he shouldn't be worrying so much.

Akito hummed, thinking on the question. "I've been okay. A little bit lonely, I miss our friends from home...ah, but I know I have you still, Agito, I didn't mean that." He has to divert away from talking to Toriel for a moment, worried that he's slighted his other half by accident. The light looks up in a manner of talking to someone over his shoulder as he talks to Agito.

'Calm down, I know that.'

He breathes a sigh of relief at the dark's words, attention back on the boss monster. "Sorry...I think it's just kind of sinking in how different things are now? Everything still sort of feels...unreal." It's only been a month, but now it's finally starting to hit him exactly what it means to be here, and not home.
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[personal profile] songoftime 2016-05-07 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Link is so exhausted that he doesn't startle when Toriel speaks up out of nowhere. He looks up at her, his tired expression brightening a little. He looks at his tray after she mentions the vegetables. He blinks a few times, then looks back up at her.

"I am," he assures her. "I like vegetables." He doesn't seem to have gotten started on them yet, though. Actually, it appears he's going pretty slow on the whole eating thing. He's been sitting here for a little while now, and he's barely touched his food. He's certainly working on it, gradually carving a path through it.

If she examines Link himself more closely, she'll be able to notice he's sporting some new bruises and cuts, too. They're well on their way towards healing, but they're very much there.
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[personal profile] songoftime 2016-06-01 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Link blinks a few times, as if he's surprised by the offer, but then he nods. There's no reason to refuse it, not when he really could use with a little fixing up.

Something else has him hesitating, though. Does he want to tell her...? It's strange. Now that it's over, he feels almost like it'd be more okay to talk about it. The weight that's been lifted from his shoulders, that much is expected. But he isn't used to feeling okay with talking about things like this.

After a moment, he decides to try it out. Slowly, he says, "I went through the Ingress. There was something important I had to do. A lot of people were counting on me." That's... simplifying it, alright. But even so, he's trying to work out how to put it into words, and it shows.

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[personal profile] hatesimprovising 2016-05-07 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
When Wash rounds a corner and nearly collides with someone, he gives a jolt of surprise and takes a step backward. Now, he's been on the Moira long enough that the appearances of others are usually taken in stride, but he finds he can't help but take a slightly longer look than usual this time. He just hadn't been expecting someone who bears a resemblance to a goat, is all.

"Oh-- It's fine!" He's quick to shake his head once he's recovered a moment later. Offering a smile, he raises his hands in his own apologetic gesture. "I could have been paying more attention. If anything, it's just as much my fault."

The expression on her face slows him down though and has is smile faltering. Brow furrowing, he glances around Toriel, down the hall to the medical wing. She must have just come from that direction, he figures, and she seems...bothered? She might be a stranger, but that doesn't prevent his concern.

"...Are you okay?"
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[personal profile] hatesimprovising 2016-05-10 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Deep sleep? Do you mean cryo?" He can't help but ask. If she's coming out of the medbay and wondering what she may have missed, he has to figure she's been in cryosleep. Which can definitely be disorienting. Especially with the way they do it around here, not even really giving you warning or explanation.

"I know how you feel. I was like that for about two weeks just a couple months ago." Offering a sympathetic look, Wash shakes his head. "It's not a great feeling. Did the medical staff at least tell you how many days you were in there for?" If she knows, he might be able to help her fill in some of the blanks, though she'll definitely have to speak with people she already knows to get most of the info.

"...Or even why they had you there in the first place?" He doubts that they did, but it's not impossible that he's the only one who's gotten no reasoning. After a couple seconds though, he realizes he might be being too nosy. Raising his hands apologetically, he continues, "--Not that you have to tell me if they did. Obviously. I understand if you'd rather not."

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[personal profile] neveroutwrenched 2016-05-07 09:27 am (UTC)(link)
It's hard to miss the alluring scent of fresh baked goods on the air. And considering the whole reason Ratchet's here is he's starving, a long day of interdimensional scavenging behind him...

"Oh, uh. Nah, that's okay." He looks away, designs on eating something with actual nutritional value before glancing back down at the plate of cookies. There's a brief moment of mournful hesitation. "Okay, maybe one."

He takes one, shoving it into his mouth whole as he takes a seat at the counter.
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[personal profile] neveroutwrenched 2016-05-08 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Mm..." He finishes chewing, giving the plate a thoughtful look. "Well. You've got a point."

An inarguable point. He carefully chooses another, this time only taking a bite. He was glad to see that Toriel seemed in good spirits...even if experience told him that wasn't necessarily the whole story.

"So, is there an occasion, or...?"

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[personal profile] dragonspride 2016-05-07 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
There's probably at least someone in Medbay celebrating that they don't have to see Kain again, between Earlier Adventures and him passing through the Medbay to the Ingress for work meaning he's got plenty of chances to hang around and hover worrying about Toriel.

There wasn't a note left with the showy red lily-like flowers that'd been by her cryotube in Medbay; older and doing better didn't mean he was without his weird insecure jags, even if he had one last special trip grabbing anyone who'd hold still for a few minutes to get them from Baron.

He was in the halls off duty and considering going back to check, just in case, when dumb luck happened.

" - Toriel? You're awake?" He's still worried even if this is a relief and the last person he was worried about this month back awake. "Are you alright?"

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[personal profile] dragonspride 2016-05-19 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
At least he probably didn't grab the Whisperweed. "You've been out for four days." Sure, it's probably one of his occasional Captain Obvious moments, but he's worried and may not be thinking over what he says himself. "Did they say much about what happened?"

She's going to have a hovering dragonperson the whole way to wherever she's headed, one way or another.

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[personal profile] pleasereset 2016-05-09 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
Journeying from world to world and been an experience - especially recently, now that Asriel had horns growing in for the first time. And before either of them could really talk about it and how exciting it was, Toriel went into cyro.

Asriel didn't understand what it meant, only that Toriel was "asleep" and wasn't waking up. But it was still alarming and incredibly upsetting, and he kept going between her room and his just in case she'd returned. The only reason he'd leave her room was in case he was bothering her roommates in her absence.

Today he seemed to be in luck. At some point while he was walking back towards his room, he sees a familiar figure emerging into the hallway. It takes only a second before he recognizes who it is, and only a second longer for an incredible sense of relief to wash over him.

"MOM!" a small figure lunges at her in a hug, a ball of white fur and worried tears.
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[personal profile] pleasereset 2016-05-14 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
He snuggles into her. The build up of worries he had over what could've happened to her melting away.

"You... you went to sleep. No one could tell me why."

It looked a little like she'd "fallen down", but he's glad that's not the case. Part of him was worried that him growing horns might have been a reason why she had to spent those days in cryo, or if she'd gotten really sick. He quickly rubs at his eyes.

"Are you okay now? Are you still sick?"
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[personal profile] armoured 2016-05-11 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Al can't smell the cookies, he's drawn more by the sound of singing. It makes his heart wrench unexpectedly and suddenly, it reminds him of how Trisha used to be as she did the chores around the house. He misses her in that moment just as powerfully as when he first lost her.

His footsteps are loud, metal clanking on the floor, as he peers in to see a strange creature cooking. For a moment he thinks that it's a chimera, but the shock fades quickly. He's seen a lot of strange things here, he can't judge them all on Amestrian standards.]


Oh, um-- sorry.

[His voice is young, definitely pre-teen, and incongruous with the eight foot tall spiked suit of armour.]

I didn't mean to interrupt you, I just heard you singing.

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[personal profile] notyetsore 2016-05-16 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Ginko freezes for a moment, his fork still in his mouth, and just sort of... stares at Toriel with a look of vague alarm for a couple seconds. It's not really the deer-in-headlights look he gets when he thinks he might be in trouble, it's just kind of... surprised. Being fussed at is not something he's particularly used to just yet.

Once his brain catches up to what's happening he swallows hurriedly and sets his fork down, staring down at his tray as if double-checking to make sure he actually did get vegetables, and he seems to relax a little when he catches sight of some green on there. Good, he hadn't been paying much attention when he got the food.

"Oh, uh-- Hi. Yeah, I am."

It would be hard not to, given that he typically eats just about every kind of food he can get his hands on.

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