in_sidon_we_trust: (yeah-heah! That's the spirit!)
Prince Sidon ([personal profile] in_sidon_we_trust) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2018-09-28 05:02 am

Parents' Weekend Meet & Greet! Friday Afternoon at the Park [09/28].

As one might have suspected, the weather that afternoon was incredibly cooperative and pleasant, just the right balance of nearly everything. Funny how that always seemed to work out. And wasn't that fine weather just a perfect companion for all the decorations and tables set up around the park in anticipation of the weekend's guests, as well as for the impressive spread of food offered for those wanting a bit of a nibble.

There was, of course, glitter, but some might note that it was a bit more tastefully restrained this year.

A bit.

Stretched over the entrance to the park was a large, bold banner, leaving no question as to what all this marvelous preparation was for:

Welcome to Parents' Weekend 2018!!



[[ Registration | Food and Drink | Mingle | Shadowy Corners | OOC ]]
trollbirb: (o hai)

Re: Food and Drink - PW 2018

[personal profile] trollbirb 2018-10-02 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh? Well, you can't say something like that without further explanation. What kind of surprises can you get at a school?"

He was a little skeptical, but willing to listen.
white_oleander: (talking with hair coming loose)

Re: Food and Drink - PW 2018

[personal profile] white_oleander 2018-10-03 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Well," Astrid started slowly, because where did one even begin to answer a questions like that, much less someone who had remained a diehard disbeliever for nearly half a year, contrary to the evidence right in front of her face? "For starters, the one I'm most recently trying to get a good grip on is the fact that I'm actually a time traveler from the past, and then there's the fact that my roommate might actually be from outer space. I work in a shop where the flowers literally dance and sing and try to bite you if you catch them in a bad mood, and I skipped out on nearly a whole semester of one of my classes and no one seemed to care. A mechanical singing fish grew to a monolithic size and attacked the school just because we spent a summer doing mean things to it..."

She bit her lip, looking up at him, expecting to see him looking at her like she was crazy, but, on the other hand...she found a wry smile.

"But maybe that's not so surprising for someone who's an actual embodiment of a Japanese sword, right?"

She still wasn't quite ready to give into that one, either. She almost liked thinking they were just actors really, really dedicated to their craft and their stories better.