Graduation Brunch: The Park, Sunday, mid-morning to mid-afternoon

[loverlyviolets]

A banner, the letters wrapped with fresh spring flowers, hung from the trees, spelling out CONGRATULATIONS, CLASS OF 2009! No missing letters or anything.

Spread out across the park were plenty of tables and chairs, some under the shade of picnic shelters, some out on the grass in the sunshine. For those who felt like getting back to nature, there were even red and white checked blankets spread out in a few areas for old-fashioned picnic-y goodness. Lack of ants not guaranteed.

The long table that ran along next to the picnic shelters was laden with a vast moddable array of traditional brillig-y food, including fruit, veggie snacks, breakfast pastries, sandwiches for the especially hungry or those who arrived more toward the unch end of brunch, and a wide variety of J,GoB-catered desserts. Drinks included coffee, tea, juices and soft drinks, and while there were plates provided, there were also wee picnic-basket-shaped trays for carrying things back to your seat, wherever that might be.

A space had been cleared for dancing, if people cared to do more than just listen to the light music being played through the speakers, and there was also an area set aside for outdoor games of croquet, horseshoes, or frisbee.

Everybody's welcome. Come celebrate with the Class of '09!

[OOC: Wait for the OCD. Don't make Eliza Doolittle have to cut a bitch. OPEN! And no one had to get cut! It's a good day!]

Comments

Mingling

[loverlyviolets]

As one does when one is with other people.

Re: Mingling

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Amber didn't really sneak away from her ma and Loretta. They sort of did their own thing and she watched them head for the food tables right away, so she decided just to wander around for a bit by herself.

Re: Mingling

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

Voice recovered from all the yelling she'd done yesterday, and still in the celebratey mood, Angela was out and sipping at coffee as she mingled.

Re: Mingling

[chasingangela]

Angela bounced Abby in her Baby Bjorn as she surveyed the crowd for familiar faces.

Re: Mingling

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

She should be in a place where she could talk to people. River was here for a reason, and she would do her best to complete the mission successfully. There were a few people she needed to talk to, as well.

Re: Mingling

[raspberryturk]

Reno was going to spend a few minutes entranced by the banner.

If anyone asked, it was because he was going back to a place with damn near no flowers to speak of. No grass. No trees. Nothing that looked particularly alive.

In actuality, he was staring because he'd just realized that '2009' looked amazingly like 'Poos' flipped backwards.

Yes, he was already a tiny bit drunk. Or maybe that was 'still.'

Re: Mingling

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

Lee figured he couldn't ditch the brunch so he was out there, waiting on his father before he found a table to sit at.

Re: Mingling

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Yeah, this is *Bridge*, as if he's gonna pass up a chance to mingle?

Re: Mingling

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

It was a beautiful day, and Dōjima was feeling rather fantastic as she sipped her mimosa and wandered around looking for people to chat with.

She was a high school graduate. Even if she was sticking around for the next few weeks, it still didn't feel any less surreal.

Re: Mingling

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

Gavin figured he could get some mingling done before Corran made it out here to eat. So, that's what he was doing.

Re: Mingling

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

Adam, with a coffee in hand, scanned the crowd as he wandered.

Re: Mingling

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

Adah was there, soberly, somberly dressed, quiet as usual, and being very particular about not letting herself get nervous and in ignoring the little twitch-twitch-twitch racing from her fingers to her shoulder, all along her right arm.

Re: Mingling

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley was rather psyched. He didn't really get to talk to the grads yesterday, so this was his big chance.

Re: Mingling

[and-daleks.livejournal.com]

If there was free food involved, Steve was certainly not going to say no. Especially since he still didn't know the status of...Things, and you couldn't blurt (not that he did blurt, oh my God) if your mouth was full.

Re: Mingling

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle was at the brunch, of course; she had some people she might still try to say good-bye to. But she was definitely nervous. As she knew there were other things she had to say, too.

Re: Mingling

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

Harry had made a decision that this weekend would not involve any hermiting. So here he was, mingling again. It's entirely possible that this was only because he wanted to be in public places as long as Morgan was around.

Re: Mingling

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad had attended a few of these graduation brunches. But never as a graduate himself.

...it was all very, very deep, you know.

Re: Mingling

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Murdock was around. Mingling, of course. He'd be happy to talk to anybody.

Re: Mingling

[bigdamnprincipal]

Zoe had left Grace in John's care, and was surveying the picnic, making sure everything was in order. No, she hadn't had anything to do with it, but it was a force of habit by now.

Re: Mingling

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

A chance for free food and a chance to say goodbye. Cal would be kind of an idiot if he'd not shown up. He was kind of an idiot, anyway, but that was beside the point.

Food & Drink

[loverlyviolets]

Where the nommables reside.

Re: Food & Drink

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Never one to pass up a free feed, Kawalsky made his way to the food and drink table and started to pick out what he planned to snack on for the next hour or so.

Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[loverlyviolets]

Sit where you like, unless it's on top of someone you haven't been properly introduced to yet.

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[bitchprince]

Arthur wasn't a 'graduating senior' (much as he would've preferred to be, as it might have increased his chances to get off the island if it turned out its magic wanted to keep them longer) but he knew a few, so he dutifully made his appearance.

It was such a chore to sit here and eat, obviously. (Not that he thought of it like that - although being that he was a growing boy of more than average muscle mass, he really was packing away mountains of food)

Play Games

[loverlyviolets]

Yes, these people are being provided with mallets and throwable objects. Be afraid, Be very afraid. We are. There's croquet for the genteel set, horseshoes if you happen to feel like spitting tobacco, and plenty of complimentary Class of 2009 frisbees.

Re: Play Games

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka took a frisbee and threw it to himself, making it dance through the air over his head.

Hopefully, someone would want to play catch.

Dance!

[loverlyviolets]

Though not all night. They'll start rolling up the floor sometime in the afternoon.

Re: Dance!

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin would like to dance. All he needed was a partner.

OOC

[loverlyviolets]

No world-ending on my watch, ducky!

Re: OOC

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

This post is making me hungry!