Sock Hop - Community Center, Saturday Evening (8/20)

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

It was Saturday night and time to grab your best gal for one heck of a dance. Or your best guy. Maybe your best sentient robot. Look, Fandom didn't judge your lifestyle choices.

The community center was decorated with the requisite streamers and glittery things to make it look like a disco threw up all over the 50's. But it was hardly a dance without unfortunate glitter, right? Right!

So, throw on a poodle skirt (or leather jacket) and get ready for a good time! And remember, this dance is open to all!

[[Plz to be waiting for the OCD is up!]]

The Perk, Saturday Morning

[future_sandworm]

If Leto looked a little tired, he did have a good excuse, even if he didn't need as much sleep as he had when he had still been only human. Having arrived in Fandom expecting a fun pizza dinner with Ghani, he had instead found Alice, pregnant and distressed, and tried to have a calming influence on her while taking in a few things:


1. Alice had been in Fandom for a while and no one, including Ghanima, had told him.


2. Alice was expecing their child and was due to give birth very soon, the result of his accidental visit in Wonderland about eight years ago for him. Now, having merged with the sandtrout, fathering children was no longer possible for him.


3. All this was rather surprising, and as someone who could see every detail in the future of his universe, surprises were few and far between.


So he had ordered a very large cup of coffee and sat down at a table by the window. A quite substantial amount of Spice had been added to the hot drink, and he now sipped it, trying to deal with the conflicting emotions while the future mother of his child had some time to herself. First of all he was intensely happy. He had found Alice and he was going to be a father. But that joy was clouded somewhat by the fact that Alice wasn't well at all, tormented by ghosts of the past, and that she had hidden from him with Ghanima's assistance.



[Open Perk, welcome to talk to Leto.]

The Devil's Nest, Saturday, 8/20

[nookiepowered]

Bo wasn't sure how much traffic there'd be tonight given the dance at the community center, but she still set out for work with plenty of time to spare.

Of course, that was before she ran into the gray-skinned guy in the milkman's uniform on the sidewalk outside her shop-turned-house, and there was a small misunderstanding with a knife and some pepper spray and the fact that it took her just a little too long for comfort (his) to realize he didn't have black eyes or claws or a tail.

Now Bo was rushing around trying to do her pre-opening cleanup long after opening, and Pete the Milkman was sitting in the back nursing the second of a string of free drinks to make up for his spectacularly monochrome black eye. She'd worry about it cutting into her tips if he wasn't drinking, well. Milk.

[Sorry for the lateness of the hour. This has been a day of not-goodness.]