songerein | Halloween is the best day of the year (Open)

Who: Reaper, Soldier: 76 & anyone at the Wild Harvest
Which: Open Log
Where: Wild Harvest
What: Reaper makes a big public play for Soldier: 76's hand.
Warnings: Reaper being Reaper

The Wild Harvest was set up for the appropriate festivities and because it was Halloween – a favourite of so many – the place was decked out with decorations on the walls, on the edges of tables and on the bar. It was all very festive and the tables had plenty of people dropping in the enjoy a good meal, good company and good atmosphere.

The noise of the Harvest was a swell of people enjoying themselves between chatting and enjoying a meal or a drink. There is spooky music, and if anything, it’s a normal festivity kind of night at the place. Aside from the Halloween decorations, the only thing potentially attention grabbing is that the animals that frequent the place are also in Halloween costumes.

Reaper, who tosses out unruly patrons and makes drinks at the bar, finally left his post when it seemed that the Harvest was full enough and people were mostly settled into their meals. He moved through the spaces between tables to head towards the door where food was being taken out by to patrons by the waiting staff.

He pushed open the door and called back into the kitchen “Hey, you need to come out here to see the new fairy kitten that just came in.”

The familiar old man cook that was well-known around these parts and had been a staple of the place wandered out from the kitchen wiping hands on a towel. Jack wasn’t dressed up as he was all business in the kitchen and keeping everyone well fed and merry on this night. There were a few stains on his uniform from the evening preparation, and he was looking around for this mysterious new kitten he had been informed of.

“Over there,” Reaper stated and instead of waiting for the other old man to make the connection, the pair of them were swept up into black smoke as Reaper teleported them both to stand on the bar. It was one of the highest points in the place, which made certain to give everyone a good view of the pair of them.

Suddenly Reaper, being ever dramatic, reached up and pulled off his mask – a first for a public viewing. That alone created a hush in the room as people nudged each other and stared at his old and burn-scarred face. He even went so far as to push back his hood so there was no denying his white hair, and he was going to use the shock value to both hold the person he was standing on the counter with.

"Jack, since the day that I met you decades ago, I knew there was something special about you. We’ve been through many battles together: fought, bled, and served. You were one of the few people that stood by me even when you had no reason to. You’re an idiot, of course. However, you’re my idiot, and I would literally burn this place down and kill everyone here for you." Reaper didn’t care how many red flags that would generate from that because he was dropping to one knee on the bar and pulling out a small jewelry box, which he flipped open to reveal a ring, which he held up to Jack.

"I want to spend the rest of this cursed life with you, Jack. Will you marry me?"

Of course, not only was this his favourite holiday, but Reaper knew that making a very big public display would pressure Jack to having to say yes. That’s the kind of guy he was. Sweet, right?

Jack stared with wide eyes and mouth slightly ajar. The entire Harvest was silent and also staring, and there were several minutes that passed as the two silver haired old men watched each other. Then, Jack suddenly muttered in disbelief, "Of all of the stunts you have ever pulled…."

Reaper smirked, maintaining his one-knee pose, fully aware of what position he had put Jack in. He waited, aware an answer would eventually come if he held it long enough.

Suddenly, Jack cocked a hand back and punched Reaper square in the face. The other man rocked backwards before his collar was snatched by Jack’s hand to hold him upright.

There was a gasp from several in the room, but honestly, this was all very normal and expected behaviour between them. Of course, it was on full display for the entire Harvest to see as they both were still there on the bar.

"Yes, you giant asshole, I’ll marry you."

Reaper rose with the pull to his collar, and the pair of them were kissing. Even before the kiss had gone for a few seconds, the ring was pulled from the small box and slipped on the appropriate finger before Reaper was dipping Jack backwards dramatically.

Threaded | Flat

Once they had separated and with pleasure at seeing the chosen ring on Jack’s finger, Reaper slipped his hood back up and his mask back on. He had removed himself from the bar and moved to return to his post of manning the door. There was a distinct lightness to his step that evaporated any of his usual intimidating march.

He leaned against the bar that allowed him to face the door, and instead of growling at people having a good time, he gestured at them to find the few open tables that remained. Yet, he also continually turned his head to watch Jack.

"He doesn’t normally smile that much. Halloween is the best day of the year."

Come and say hi to him!

No one could tell him that Reaper hadn't deserved that punch no matter what his answer to the proposal had been.

All the same, once down from the bar and having made sure it was wiped down clean from being stood on- Jack had gone back to his own tasks. Either back in the kitchen itself when needed, or out front and actually relaxing a bit.

Pretty easy to catch him at the bar or a free table with something to drink a bit of a treat to snack on- or just idly fiddling with that new ring on his finger and gloves well left in a pocket.

[I will match brackets/action tags. ✧♪(´▽｀)]

[The evening had progressed as it did on a party night with people having a good time and friends meeting friends. The Harvest was busy for the dinner hours and then had died down as people moved on to their various house parties or any of the trick-or-treat events that happened to be going on.

During a quiet moment, he appeared behind Jack and gently took the younger man's wrist lightly and tugged him towards the back. Since his public stunt, they hadn't actually discussed what had gone down nor had a moment to themselves. He had, of course, planned it that way so that Jack could be the center of attention and also cool off should the younger man be actually angry with him for a public proposal.

So, he lightly tugged Jack to the younger man's little break room, removing his mask and pushing back his hood once they were out of the public eye (not that it mattered anymore) before turning to Jack and smirking.]

How's your night going, chef?

[Kazuma was tending to a table, pouring drinks when the spectacle at the bar occurred. What the hell is Reaper doing? If he's about to cause trouble-

Wait, is that Jack? Reaper's taking off his mask? That, managed to grab Kazuma's full attention.

It was in that moment, before the ring even showed up, that Kazuma realized what was happening. The patreons at the table made a noise as he forgets he was pouring drinks for them, the cup now overflowing. Shit, fuck, this was all happening so suddenly.

In reality, he probably should have seen the inevitible. What with those two acting more than just tolerating one another as time passed.] Sorry- [Focus on cleaning up, then deal with, whatever that is at the bar. His feelings are mixed, even if the answer is obvious how he should feel. And really, as long as Jack is happy, he should support his decision. Right...?

He hangs around the entrance to the kitchen area after cleaning up his mess, not particularly grabbing their attention, but also staying nearby for them to notice. Like hell he's going to interrupt them, much as he wants to glare down Reaper. Just focus on prepping another order to be sent out.]

[It's still dark when Ryunosuke goes down to the kitchen at the Harvest. Though he's not typically an early riser, he'd woken with a start at some odd hour of the morning remembering very abruptly that he'd left his journal down there, somehow.

He could have waited to get it later, slept in a bit more... But honestly, now that it's in his head, he's wide awake, so he decides to just go take care of it.

It's as soon as he enters that he realizes there's someone already back in the kitchen. He might typically expect it to be one of the other Harvest employees whome he's more familiar with... But for some reason, this time, he feels oddly on edge. Like he's certain it's a stranger back there.

He calls out tentatively.]

76...? ...Susato-san...?

[He creeps closer, heart pounding nervously against his chest.]

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For Reaper, a few days before the proposal ig? (troll time)