loverlyviolets ([personal profile] loverlyviolets) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2009-05-03 03:04 am
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Graduation Brunch: The Park, Sunday, mid-morning to mid-afternoon

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!]

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah I got that. Did the Brits just not piss us off in that dimension or what?"

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
Laughing a little herself, Adah said, "Didn't mean to steal your thunder. I don't regret it a bit, though, no matter how much it hurt."

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] stupid-toasters.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
"He deserved it. I'm glad someone did." He paused for a minute before leaning a little closer and trying to look adorable. "You still like me enough to let me stay with you tonight?"

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"It's Sunday," Adah reminded him, even though he did look adorable. "I'm leaving tonight. And I've only got one bus ticket."

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] stupid-toasters.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Right, Sunday, right." He made a face. "I lose track of time when you're able to come see me. Are you all right, then? I mean, are we?"

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I got no idea. We didn't exactly get around to coverin' the details." Mainly because it had been becoming clear that it was going to be a point of contention that they likely wouldn't be able to agree on. So he'd passed on it. Maybe he'd persue that some other day.

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"We're all right," Adah confirmed, tilting her head and stretching to give the Eel a small kiss. "Unless there's been even more you've decided I'm not to know about, we're all right."

Re: Food & Drink

[identity profile] old-montague.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I shall rest content, for the next two years. What will occur upon that time, I will leave in Romeo's hands, to make of them what he will." Montague smiled, and reached for his glass. "A toast to both of you, and the future before you."

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] stupid-toasters.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
"No, that was it," he said, smiling and sounding obviously relieved. "We're getting pretty good at this long distance thing."

Re: Mingling

[identity profile] notyourpawn.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Does that help you evade detection?" Alice asked. "I've never been good with subtlety myself."

Re: Mingling

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I think you have, but you know me, not one to intrude."

Or to decimate property values by bringing a few 'toys' along.

"And same here. Welcome anytime, though the beaches don't compare."
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Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[personal profile] needsaparrot 2009-05-05 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
"You know how they say it never rains in southern California?" Yes, Xander. The girl from Tortall knows all the top seventies hits. "Sometimes I think about attaching my phone to one of the windows at SPD HQ and just making it rain Twinkies on the cadets to freak them out."
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Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[personal profile] needsaparrot 2009-05-05 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, maroon's a good color. It's dark red. It's not like... mauve, or something." Pause. "There are ways in which that could have sounded more gay. I'm sure of it. Somewhere."

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not a matter of good colours or bad colours," Bridge says, absently peeling the crust off a turkey sandwich. "It's- look, you know I own stuff in colours other than green, right?"

Re: Mingling

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not those kinds of wings, but I'm a pilot. A good thing you weren't eaten as a grasshopper." She tilted her head. "If you get lonely you can join us." A spy in Fandom would be useful, after all.

Re: Mingling

[identity profile] ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"It would be excellent for evading detection," Adah mused. "You could manage to be utterly and completely gone before they realized what hit them."
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Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[personal profile] needsaparrot 2009-05-05 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I vaguely recall some purple socks," Xander replies dryly.

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have blue shirts!" Bridge says defensively. "I just haven't, you know, *worn* them since we left Fandom."
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Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[personal profile] needsaparrot 2009-05-05 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I noticed," Xander says, nodding.

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's a Ranger thing," Bridge says, in case Xander hadn't noticed after being around a whole *team's* worth of Rangers for almost a year now. "It's not like there's a *rule* saying I can't wear something else- well, okay, there is a rule about uniforms while on duty but that's not what I mean- but I wouldn't. It just... nothing else *feels* right, anymore," he shrugs.
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Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[personal profile] needsaparrot 2009-05-05 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"You think they genetically encoded the colors into you?" Xander asks with a laugh.

Re: Mingling

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Where are you living these days again?"

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2009-05-05 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"No," Bridge says, shooting him a look. "I'm not saying it makes sense! I'm just saying it *is*."
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Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[personal profile] needsaparrot 2009-05-05 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander tosses a cheese puff at him. "If you think I married you for how much sense you make, boy do we have some talking to do."
Edited 2009-05-05 21:20 (UTC)

Re: Tables, Chairs, and Blankets

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2009-05-06 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Soooo, you married me 'cause I *don't* make sense? Gee, thanks," Bridge sticks his tongue out at Xander.