The Gig, Sunday

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It was raining food again.

Not only that, but there was some sort of... pastry or something, waiting for her in the barn?

With a shrug, Firekeeper took the plate of latkes (not that she knew that's what they were) outside, waited until some of the sticky food from the sky fell on to her plate, and then went back inside to eat.

Blind Seer tried some too, and declared it not to his tastes. Firekeeper didn't mind. More for her. The horses weren't getting any either.

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"It's a bit messy out there," Tahiri declared, making her way into the barn with a plateful of food for herself. (She'd cheated and used a Force wall to keep from getting too sticky, but shh.) "Fandom has the strangest way of celebrating a holiday season."

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"I cannot complain too much," Firekeeper said around a mouthful of the savory pancakes. "Blind Seer, though, he complain a little. He say is not fair that we get food and he does not."

Perhaps, but it was probably for the best that Fandom had never decided that raining raw meat was a good plan.

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"Well, that would upset some people, I suppose," Tahiri pointed out as she produced a bag with a large raw steak in it, offering it to Blind Seer. "So it's a good thing I thought of it, isn't it?"

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"He say you are very wise," Firekeeper translated with a smirk as Blind Seer snatched the steak away in his jaws.

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"Does it have to be wisdom?" asked Tahiri, discreetly wiping her hands on her jumpsui. "I'd have been just fine with you calling it my way of looking out for a friend, Blind Seer."

She settled on a hay bale and quirked an eyebrow at Firekeeper. "I brought cinnamon rolls anyway. I'm sure that won't be a terrible hardship."

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"Making sure a wolf's belly does not go empty is always wise," Firekeeper retorted teasingly. "This apply for wolves of many shapes."

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"It helps that I'm familiar with your appetites by now," Tahiri countered, handing over the bag of cinnamon rolls. "Although I'll have you know I did it because I care, and not because I feared for my life."

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Firekeeper snagged one and bit in to it with gusto, proving Tahiri's claim quite right. "You know," she commented around a mouthful of cinnamon roll, "this is our third winter here and I am still not sure I understand this festival that happen soon?" she didn't know if Tahiri had any better an understanding, but supposed it was worth asking about.

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"Christmas?" asked Tahiri, licking some of the frosting off her cinnamon roll. "I suppose it depends who you ask. It seems to have a lot of religious significance to some people, but not to others. And it seems as though other beings here -- like Karla -- have similar holidays back home."

She broke off a piece of pastry and popped it into her mouth, absently stretching out on the hay bale. "There seems to be a definite theme of presents, though, no matter how it's interpreted, which I suppose means there's some celebration of appreciating friends and family."

Even if she was wrong, she was sticking to that interpretation; she liked it.

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"Good things to celebrate," Firekeeper agreed, giving Blind Seer an affectionate shove. Though the mention of family, as always, brought up thoughts of if she'd ever get back to her own world.

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"Always," Tahiri replied, grinning wryly; she had a lot of family, even if none of it was by blood. She thought she sensed a slight shift in the mood and gave Firekeeper a curious look. "Thinking of home?"

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"A little," she admitted. "I do not like that I cannot go back and forth as easily as others. The one time I did go back, many big things happen. Many more things could have happened since, but I do not know," she gave a frustrated little growl at that.