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Sibling Rivalries: Chili Edition


Inside, everything's set up and waiting for the hungry and the curious: Clint's cooking in one corner, and Verity's in the other. Between them, tables are laid out with the necessities: bowls, plates, spoons, and plenty of napkins. There's beer and iced tea, some lovely tres leches cakes provided by the Nexus' favorite Japanese detective, and various toppings for the chili: bottles of sriracha and sweet Thai chili sauce, red pepper flakes, green onions and red, lime wedges, diced bell peppers and jalapeƱos, crumbled bacon, shredded cheddar cheese and sour cream. Cornbread and tortilla chips round things out.
Long tables with a mix of benches and chairs fill the hall on either side of the fire pits. One has board and card games stacked neatly at one end (they were neat when they were put out, at least). Another has two boxes, one wrapped in purple paper and one in pink, for depositing voting slips.
Poll #17301 1st Annual Chili Cook-Off
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 7
Who gets your vote?
((There will doubtless be further Cupid-based shenanigans, but this weekend, it's all about the platonic relationships. Bromances, BFFs, and family ties rule the day! Let's celebrate! Threadhopping, tangents, games, and mischief are all encouraged. Just don't start a food fight or Verity will have to yell.))
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Katsuya doesn't even have a chance to respond. Why did Bugs lift his plate? Why turn back Katsuya's way? Why anything.
As it stands he's got cake on top of his head, on his shoulder, and sliding precariously down the front of his suit jacket. He's completely stunned and there's a good chance no one in this building will ever see Katsuya Suou looking this messy ever again in their lives.
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Sorry about dat! I try not ta get othah folk involved in my gags, but sometimes, da props don't always behave themselves.
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Splat.
Oh, there goes the piece on his head, now nothing more than a pile of cakey much all over his shoes.
"...At least...it's just cake." He finally says, embarrassed smile creeping onto his face. "I've been covered in much worse, fighting monsters for a living." He's actually chuckling slightly at the absurdity of it all, before he removes his tinted glasses in a vain attempt to wipe them clean.