Sibling Rivalries: Chili Edition

[brave_heart_verity]

Flyers have been going up around the Forum and Commercial District for the last week or so. This morning,the lights in the VSW Meadhall came on. By noon, anyone getting close enough to an open door would know: chili's on!

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 jalapeños, 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

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Who gets your vote?

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Clint--Avengers Assemble!
3 (42.9%)

Truthfully? Verity.
4 (57.1%)

The fire pits are lit, the food is waiting, and there are games in want of players. What are you waiting for?
((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.))

Comments

[brother_alone]

Self loathing, mostly. That's a hell of a super power she's got. Verity should start her own job agency.

"Actually.." Josh laughs, earnest and self depreciating at the same time. He lifts up his jacket so it's possible to see how much his flannel hangs off of him. "I've had two bowls already, and these days I don't have much more space than that. And before you freak--that happened before I got here. I'm getting better. And you can bet those leftovers are gonna get eaten."

"But I can't, anymore. Right now." He shrugs. "Thanks for the offer though."

[brave_heart_verity]

Maybe she should, but then it'd be a job and not as much fun.

It's amazing how quick she can go from smiling to worried. Like worried is her natural state or something. But the reassurances, being true, work. "I'm sorry. For what happened, and for if I get a little nuts trying to feed you from now on. I think trying to take care of everyone I meet here is part of how I'm trying to cope with what happened."

So much survivor's guilt.

"Okay, but the offer stands if you find yourself getting hungry again later."

[brother_alone]

"Oh man, you are gonna hate me when I'm--" Back to normal? You?

"...When I bulk up again. Seriously I ate like a horse."

[brave_heart_verity]

"I really doubt that," she retorts with a smile. "I'll be happy to have someone to help eat everything. And if I can't keep up, I'll bring you to Nana's."