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

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The weather in the park was cool, crisp and pleasant. Not too hot and not too cold. If Goldilocks was attending the school she would have called it "just right." The traditional decorated tent had all been set up, complete with various tables, an expansive buffet which included a grill and barbecued items, and the all important shadowy corners.

And a moderate amount of glitter here and there.

There was also a very shiny banner that read:

Welcome to Parents' Weekend 2016

Welcome parents and friends. Watch out for the glitter. That stuff gets everywhere.

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Registration

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Here's where you can pick up your nametag and sign in to find your wonderful bundles of joy or your dear friend.

Or your archenemy. Those tend to show up too.

Please check your weapons at the door.

Re: Registration

[exiledisciples.livejournal.com]

To say that Brianna was not amused that she had been tapped to make this jaunt this time - all because Mical and Atton were once again fighting like children pretending to be adults - would be an understatement.

The only reason she bothered slapping on the nametag was because it was her name, and she had only claimed it two years ago. She was not about to give it up merely because she was annoyed.

Re: Registration

[thequeenwasp.livejournal.com]

Jan's only problem with the whole name tag and checking in thing was the damage it could do to her outfit.

But she soldiered on because Tony would totally owe her for this terrible sacrifice.

Re: Registration

[cuekettledrums.livejournal.com]

Darth Vader wasn't wearing a nametag, thank you very much.

He stood through the park, breathing steadily and searching for Mara. She was going to be thrilled the Emperor had sent someone to check up on her.

After a few moments of glancing around, him helmet tilted toward the school in slight confusion. There were presences there that he hadn't felt in some time...

Re: Registration

[squealerandco.livejournal.com]

"Do you sees her yet?" J.Lo asked, craning his -- well, he didn't really have a neck, so tilting his slightly inflated head way up to see over a crowd he had literally no chance of actually seeing over.

What with him being only about half the height of an eleven year old.

What he lacked in height, he made up for in legs -- six of them, to be precise. Each ending in a stump currently squashed into an orange. The fruit. You know, like he was using them as shoes.

It turned out they really were good for that sort of thing.

Lucy didn't even bother looking at him as she sighed. She was too busy looking for her daughter. "I'll tell you when I see her, J.Lo."

"You had best," said J.Lo. It'd been a long few months without Tip around as a buffer between them. "Is my named tag placed correctly?"

Lucy looked down. The name tag had a smiley face and a number five on it. "That's not how you spell it."

"I knows this. It is an insider joke. Tip will like it."

"But no one else will know what to call you."

"I am not being here to see anyone else."

Lucy sighed and went back to looking for her daughter.

Re: Registration

[antivanhotass.livejournal.com]

Once again, a very handsome elf was here to admire the scenery.

Hopefully this visit would be just as pleasant as the last.

Re: Registration

[crossfitbones.livejournal.com]

Brock had to finish up some paperwork before he could cut loose for the weekend (newsflash: his boss was a dick), but he showed up, gave an amused snicker at the nametags, but checked his service weapon like the excellent he was.

Now to see what kind of snacks there were!

Re: Registration

[miller-carnies.livejournal.com]

"Almost enough glitter to make Ada happy," Chester observed, picking up his own nametag and passing one to Duncan. "Let's go see if we can find our girl, or if she's decided to try and hide."

With Ada, it was 50/50 when faced with dealing with something she didn't want to do.

RE: Registration

[justwrath.livejournal.com]

Monica Talbot arrived late and with her Bluetooth earpiece firmly lodged in her ear. She did not have weapons to check at the door, although her shoes might qualify given how sharp the toes and heels were.

She might ordinarily be startled by the appearance of some of the guests, but she was too busy with her phone call to notice much as she paced in a large circle near the registration table.

"Well, did you get the reports? No - did I ask you if your dog died? Is that what you think I was interested in? I don't know how you expect to keep a dog alive when you are THIS CLOSE to getting fired today, you stupid, irresponsible, lazy c--

So, Monica was here.

RE: Registration

[grewupinhell]

Illyana wasn't exactly thrilled to be here, but she wasn't letting it show. She thought it was better to play nice, just in case she might need any kind of help later. So she was here, watching for Kitty, and trying to look generally unapproachable.

It was easy, as she was generally unapproachable.

Food & Drink

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There's a spread of all kinds of picnic food, drink, as well as a layout of grilled food and barbecued items.

You might even find a Stuco member struggling to supply said grilled items.

Re: Food & Drink

[but-idontwanna.livejournal.com]

"I wonder if I should call W-- ooh, empanadas!"

Sure, Weasel was here officially to see Wade or whatever. But you know what? He thought Wade'd understand if he spent his first fifteen minutes attacking the buffet and cramming free food into his backpack.

He'd get around to the whole name tag thing. Sometime. Maybe.

... You know, maybe life would be easier if nobody would be able to identify him after he left. Yeah.

Re: Food & Drink

[boneyard_girl]

Ada had a grilled cheese and a seat under a tree, and was mostly keeping an eye out for Chester or Duncan.

Re: Food & Drink

[faithseesred]

Faith didn't have anyone visiting, but she was here for the free food.

If anyone had anything to say about the rail-thin girl loading empanadas into a shopping bag, this would be the time.

Re: Food & Drink

[hollywoostar]

Mr. Peanutbutter had been planning to spend this time at his mansion setting up a romantic getaway for himself and his wife, but since Diane got stuck back in LA working on a very important blog post, he decided to grace the park with his celebrity presence instead.

"Honeydew!" He cried as if greeting an old friend, then stocked up his plate. "There's nothing a melon can do that you can't."

Honeydew got so much hate. He tried to counter that with positive reinforcement.

Re: Food & Drink

[myownface]

Sparkle hated these weekends. He hated these weekends a lot. But he did like free food, which was why he'd made his way to the picnic today, backpack slung over one shoulder. He didn't even need to smuggle this stuff away anymore. It wasn't like he and Atton couldn't afford to eat, after all. But, well...

Look, he wouldn't be Sparkle if he wasn't trying to pinch something that wouldn't particularly be missed anyway. And really, was anybody going to be too upset if a few cookies disappeared into the dark reaches of his bag? Honestly?

He didn't think so.

Mingle!

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Go on! Mix it up! Chat with other parents. Wonder at the weirdness that is Fandom!

Re: Mingle!

[exiledisciples.livejournal.com]

Brianna was a veritable beacon of white - white hair, white outfit, white everything but her extremely pale skin - standing by the edge of the picnic, her arms crossed.

Mingling, maybe not so much. More watching, and judging everyone by their stance.

Re: Mingle!

[suitably_heroic]

Mical was sending another babysitting squad, so Atton was waiting around, politely, to come meet them.

And okay, fine. Maybe he'd missed Mira. They didn't cross paths enough these days. Didn't mean he wasn't going to sit down somewhere and watch for them instead of seeking them out, though.

Which he was doing. Sitting, and watching.

Re: Mingle!

[made_of_love]

There was a large woman with square hair at the picnic today, leaning back ever so casual against one of the trees. The figure she cut was, to say the least, imposing, but she didn't seem to be doing anything, really, but standing there.

Occasionally she would smile to herself, as if reacting to some kind of inner dialogue. She certainly didn't appear to be looking for anybody in particular, at least, not at the moment. Though she'd make a point of looking for Steven later. She'd have to. He wasn't her Steven, but then again, every Steven was her Steven, in a way.

Look, it made sense if you had future vision.

Re: Mingle!

[thewrathofkaan]

Roscoe's open-back dress might not be appropriate for this weather, but frankly it covered more than the first three outfits he had tried on. The gold eyeliner and black lipstick he had on made for a... slightly confusing look, but his determination to shock and/or annoy his mother blinded him to the reality of his fashion choices here.

Re: Mingle!

[vaulthunterexe.livejournal.com]

"Greetings, denizens of this strange island!" Claptrap said, rolling on forward, arms raised like he was a lauded hero and not the technological mistake of the century. "No need to be afraid of the mighty vault hunter in me. Not literally in me because that would just be a mess!"

Yeah, he sounded just as enthusiastic from start to finish. It was gonna get annoying fast.

Re: Mingle!

[squealerandco.livejournal.com]

After not seeing Tip at the registration table for a full four minutes, J.Lo broke away from Lucy to go searching through the crowd.

Tip had said that this school had other aliens, but everyone here seemed to be very tall and human shaped to J.Lo. It was making it hard to look for the one tall and human shaped person he actually wanted to find.

Lucy trailed behind him, also looking around for Tip, but mostly keeping an eye out to make sure he didn't try to eat any of the decorations.

Shadowy Corners

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Because sometimes it's nice to hide and keep an eye on the incoming crowd.

Re: Shadowy Corners

[hydrasonaplane.livejournal.com]

Oh, like Nick would be anywhere other than a dark corner to be ominous and mysterious at people.

Possibly making terribly jokes about having his only good eye on people. It was his thing, don't take that from him.

OOC

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YAY! PARENTS!