It's a teaparty [Closed]

[arlathvhen]

WHO: Cade Harimann, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Beleth Ashara
WHAT: In an effort to get Cade to be better at Peopling, Beleth bullied him into a tea party with obi-wan
WHEN: Early Wintermarchish
WHERE: The gardens
NOTES: insert your own alice in wonderland joke here

Beleth arrives early, of course. She has to set everything up, make sure it looks perfect. It was relatively easy to haul the chairs and table over--the food a little more of a struggle to obtain, but after batting her eyelashes and looking like a properly underfed and sad elf, she got the chefs to help make her an array of little pastries and secure some decent tea. With the entire set together, she stepped back to admire it.

Then, she pulled a sheet out of her pocket, with a list of possible conversation starters on topics that were hopefully not boring while managing to be completely unoffended. She'd listed them out, with several variations, and notes on which one might be suitable for different situations.

She might be. A little overprepared. Just a little.

But she was going to make this work, by the Creators. Even if she had to drag Cade kicking and screaming, he was going to get better at this whole People Thing.

Once she's set up, she daintily sits in her chair, getting the tea prepared, but not drinking it, because she has some fucking manners.

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[arlathvhen]

Cade looks like Beleth had dragged him here against his will, and he was expecting the two of them to stick daggers in him at any moment. Et tu, Obi-Wantus? There's a sting of regret, that Beleth cannot simply grab Cade's collar and vigorously shake him until he stops being so weird and paranoid. That wouldn't really do much to ease him, however, so she resists.

Instead, Beleth reaches over to pat Cade on the arm reassuringly, flashing him a warm smile. Cheer up, ya miserable fuck. "Now then, let's sit down. I made tea for all of us. I hope you'll like it." With that, she gently ushers Cade towards the last seat, before sitting down in her own chair, and turning to Obi-Wan to answer his question. "Ah, it's strawberry pu'erh. It's a fermented black tea, I believe? Good for waking you up and giving you a kick for the day." Here, she glances at Cade. "I hope you like it." Since...Obi-Wan already gave his approval.

She lets silence take over for a few moments, until she feels it's appropriate to change the subject. "Cade is a Templar, you know," She informs Obi-Wan, who already is aware of that, since Beleth told him as much. "He deals a lot with the Seekers, even. So if you have any questions about the organization...?" Here, she flashes Cade another encouraging smile. Try not to be so dismal!!! Or she'll beat you up.

[obi_wanmanshow]

Obi-Wan would be glad to spell it for Cade, if he'd been asked, but the alphabet he knows his own name in isn't one compatible with the Thedasian equivalent-- the translation is imperfect.

No matter. Time to stop looming and take a seat, apparently.

"Actually, I have been curious," Obi-Wan settles into his own spot with an ease that belies years of training in manners and poise, offering with a gesture to give Beleth the honor of pouring, or if she be unwilling, to do so himself. He likes tea, "It's seemed rude to ask, but-- if you don't mind talking about it, I'd very much like to hear your story."