Happy Birthday, Senku!

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Who: OTA
Where: Dining Carriage
When: Jelly 4
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Warnings: more cake than the recommended serving size

Birthday Prep! (OTA except Senku)


Setting up food!

Plenty of people have offered to bring a number of treats - cookies, savory dishes, snacks ... Gen was placing a half-sheet cake, decorated with planets and with 'Happy Birthday Senku' written in frosting on the table. He looked quite pleased with himself, and would help lend a hand with other food.


Setting up decorations!

There were roughly a hundred origami stars to fold, which Gen would spend most of his time doing, especially if he didn't have any help. But after, he'd be stringing them up all around the dining car, creating an effect like a starry sky from the ceiling.


Setting up party favors!

Then, of course, there were paper flower crowns to fold. Gen had no idea how many people would end up coming, so he wanted a fair number - any extras could sit in the Arms Band or up his sleeves as part of a surprise to spring on people later. You never knew when you needed a paper flower crown!


Setting up the escape room!

This is really what Gen hoped he'd get the most help with. He only had so many math tricks up his sleeve, and he was very certain that Senku knew them all already. At least Nita would be lending a hand! Otherwise, Gen was sure any room he'd make, Senku would solve in minutes.


BIRTHDAY PARTY

Greetings!

Gen would greet the newcomer with a bright smile and an origami flower crown - placed right on their head! He'd direct them to the food, and let them know of the escape room upstairs. Have a lovely time!

Food!

Cake! Cookies! Popcorn! There's some spicy, savory food that's been made by other passengers, too. But hey, at least take a slice of cake. That's what this party's all about!

Escape Room!

Featuring math, puns, and clever little questions fellow Voidtrain passengers could come up with. Of course, anyone can enter and leave as they'd like, but perhaps if they look particularly stuck on a problem, another person could help them out?

Birthday Boy!

Somewhere in this mess, Senku would be available to chat with. Probably. He's not really expecting a party, or gifts, or even a kind thank you - but all would be appreciated.

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[adregem]

Finally, the milk mustache is wiped on the back of his hand before the said plate of crackers and cheese are pointed out on the far end of the birthday buffet. He'll look at them with a bit of curiosity...or apprehension, depending on how Nita might see such a face.

"Spice and...cheese? Oh boy." Is that spelling doom for his stomach? Maybe! "Okay, so we use them to dip into the red stuff?" It's probably some sort of chili salsa but whatever it is, Roland's wary. "You wanna try it first? My turn to pour you milk."

[unfavorableinstigation]

"Just the crackers right now, I'd think."

The milk was probably more than enough dairy for this hour... or so she hopes for the both of them.

"And yeah, dipping will help dilute the spice." Grinning gratefully (and a touch self-deprecatingly), she adds, "No problem. Thanks," before crossing the floor to fetch enough crackers for both of them to be getting on with.

[adregem]

And as she skips to take the plate for themselves, the milk has already been poured in another glass and offered to Nita in preparation. The red dish in question looks appetizing enough to warrant a second pass, but he's been burned already - proverbially.

"Be careful." Trauma! Total tongue trauma! Nita, do you know what you are getting yourself into!! Roland watches quietly, glancing back at the table from time to time. Red, red, red. With some hints of other treats to break the spicy monotony, but Senku wasn't kidding when he said this is the food he likes. How is he ever to keep up?

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita comes back, smiling a bit more brightly now that she's embarking on something with friends - even if that something is 'exploring questionable food combos'.

Here goes nothing! Nita scoops some of Roland's first choice onto a cracker, takes a bite-

It's very visible when the kick 'kicks in', but she manages to swallow and gulps down a fresh breath of air.

"You didn't - make a bet with Senku - on how much of this you could eat, did you?"

It's not a bad taste, just - a lot. She doesn't need milk yet, just a moment of not-spice...

The cracker helps with that, at least.

[adregem]

He reads that expression well, offering both the milk and the plate of crackers for her choice. Roland shakes his head, urging her to pick before that radioactive sauce burns her faster than she can cool off.

"Why in the world would I doom myself by betting with Senku? No odds would be in my favor if this is what we had to stomach." He answers, setting down whatever Nita doesn't go for immediately after. The guy definitely looks concerned.

"Maybe...you should quit while you're ahead. There's more food on the table, anyway."

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita gratefully reaches for the crackers - taking two more without the topping.

She does manage a grin at Roland's answer.

"Well, so long as we know for ourselves how much we can take, that's fine by me."

[adregem]

"Yes, but what if you eat more than one dish?" Roland adds to the layer of challenge, glancing about and offering another bowl of what looks to be spicy soup. "It's gonna pile up, y'know."

Didn't they speak of this earlier? Maybe it's the mood of the party that pushes Roland to consider a more playful option for Nita, a finger under his chin in mock challenge.

"...Wanna bet now?"

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita takes the bowl, sniffing it and finding it tempting.

"Bet on what? That one of us can find the least-spicy spicy dish?"

[adregem]

"That one of us can last this spice train. First one out loses."

He's not sure what's making him want to bet on something so ridiculous and potentially dangerous on his taste buds, but it seems fun...on paper. And with a carton of milk for emergencies, why the heck not? He quirks an eyebrow at Nita, challenging her with a smirk on his lips.

"I'm back in the game. Hand me a cracker."

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita quirks her eyebrows so fast they almost seem to bounce.

"... You're lucky I got the milk."

But she grins, and hands him a cracker - no, two crackers.

"You're on, Roland."

very sorry for this late tag back! let me know if you're still up for this :)

[adregem]

"Good. You're not a quitter." He jests easily, already preparing the next in line. A bowl of another red-sauce...based something. He doesn't even know what it is; could be a mix of dip and soup, or both? All that matters is it looks just as dangerous as everything else, and that it's perfect to dip crackers into.

"Giving me two right away? You're cocky." He pushes the bowl towards her. "Ladies first."

This is going to be interesting, he thinks to himself. Either they both tap out, or this was going to end up dangerous for their palates!

\o/ yes~~

[unfavorableinstigation]

With a snort (and one last careful glance at the milk carton; should she refill the glasses? ... Naaaah), she took a cracker of her own, scooped a portion of the 'soup' up, and popped it right on in.

She does not breathe fire in the slightest, which is definitely a disappointment... but, all the same, she does manage to swallow, as well as go fetch her milk to sip at.

"Your turn, Roland~"