Parents' Weekend Meet & Greet, The Park, Friday Afternoon

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The day had dawned crisp and clear, but by the time afternoon had rolled around... it was really still kind of ridiculously warm for fall. People could probably get away with not wearing a sweater, even.

Which made rather good weather for a picnic, convenient since that was the traditional way of kicking off the Fandom High Parents' (and assorted other relatives, friends, acquaintances, or sometimes even enemies, but that was harder to fit nicely on a banner) Weekend. So there were rows of picnic tables decked out in blue and yellow, laid out with just about any sort of foodstuff one could imagine. And just in case there was any lingering doubt as to the purpose of the picnic, a glittery banner (Petra's work, naturally) adorned the registration tables:




[ooc: ocd up! registration / security / food & drink / mingling / post two ]

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Re: Mingling! [PW1]

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"The weather is what it is, and if it 'tis colder than you would like, you can move the clouds yourself," Morrigan said, misunderstanding deliberately as she peered up at the sky. "It could be warmer, I grant you, but one never receives notice of such things."

Re: Mingling! [PW1]

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"And why do I never receive notice from you, I wonder," Flemeth said. This attempted witticism had been received and then ignored, however. "I will settle in your home tonight. I do hope your cooking skills have not dissipated along with your manners."

She'd never taught Morrigan much in the way of manners, so she supposed she had only herself to blame, but ah.