The Rembrandts Wrote A Song About This Log

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Who: Anyone currently living on or welcome at the Justice Farm!
Where: Albert Rosenfield's Justice Farm of SCIENCE!! in Saffron City
When: Anytime in the month of February
Summary: A compilation of all those one-off threads, logs, and other general social interactions that don't warrant their own individual post and yet promise to be too much fun to outright handwave, either.
Rating: May vary! But assume PG unless noted otherwise.
Log:


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(IT LOOKS LIKE THIS.)


Commence shenanigans accordingly.

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Sunday!

[newberktown]

[He had been a little confused on Friday and Saturday, but Ziva making food wasn't exactly unusual. She was a good cook. It isn't until Sunday, after finding his basket, that his curiosity gets the better of him and he seeks her out, lemonade in hand.]

...Am I missing something?

Re: Sunday!

[bywiseguidance]

[Poor confused Hiccup. Maybe she should have put notes about Purim traditions in there too, but he's here asking now and she's not too drunk to explain yet.]

It is Purim today. It is a Jewish festival celebrating the deliverance of my people from a plot to kill those of us living in the ancient Persian empire, found out and stopped by Esther and Mordechai. We traditionally give gifts of food and drink, wear masks and costumes, and drink wine and celebrate, as well as read the story in the synagogue and remember our victory. It is normally a very joyous and energetic day.

[Especially for a holiday celebrating 'congratulations a political plot involving genocide of your people didn't succeed, yay!']

Re: Sunday!

[newberktown]

Oh. [That was, uh... Cheery. The sort of thing that Berk vikings could get behind, certainly.] Happy Purim, then, or...whatever the traditional saying for this particular celebration is. Got any other masks?

You know, one day you'll have to clue me in on all the Jewish holidays so I don't almost-miss them anymore.

[bywiseguidance]

That is close enough.

[Ziva smiles and produces a Dragonaire styled mask from behind her back--a masquerade mask like hers, blue, with pearlescent wings and horn.]

There are many of them, and they are not on the same day year to year--according to the standard calendar, anyway. We have our own. But I will tell you of the more celebratory ones, certainly.

[newberktown]

[And that's perhaps the perfect mask for this kid, which is why he grins as he puts it on.]

Thanks! [Shrug.] A lot of Berk holidays and festivals follow the seasons instead of actual days. Some people there don't even really care about what the date is, actually. If you've got an actual calendar, I'd be ready to learn it.