open; backdated; ongoing

[the_dawnster]

When; February 7, 2011
Rating; PG-ish?
Characters; OPEN to ALL!
Summary; Beach in the City party is a go!! Wear pretty swimsuits and have a good time!
Log;

The City square is decorated like the beach. Of course there's so much sand at this point that Dawn only has to accessorize to prepare for the party. There are beach chairs and umbrellas, over-sized towels. Two slip-n-slides have been set up. There are several different sizes of water guns along with several kiddie pools scattered about. Beach balls are rolling around in the fountain area. There are a few kegs scattered about along with some coolers full of the 'special' kind of fruit punch.

One area is sectioned off for the band performance. Time Bomb will be performing a few sets during the evening in between the partying. The scene is set for a good time, so show up, mingle and have one!


ooc: Sorry this is late. Yesterday I got busy. Have fun! :)

Comments

[ex_bloodcakedarmor707]

"Alright, alright. I haven't been on one of these since I was a kid though. So cut me some slack, alright? I'm a lot bigger now." And as he eyes the slip and slide as he moves to one end, he does look like he's concentrating on what he's about to do pretty hard, probably more so than necessary.

Finally, he takes a running step and leap and he's off, on his stomach sliding down the length of the plastic. He lets out a whooping holar as he comes to a stop. He stands up and grins broadly at Buffy as he walks back over to her. "Guess we both win."

[whattingawhat]

"I did good, right? With the slip and slides? Totally my job."

She's preening a bit as she passes his drink off to him.

[ex_bloodcakedarmor707]

"Gonna put in on your resume, blondie?" Derek smirks and grins, taking his beer from Buffy and lifting it in a silent toast before drinking down a healthy swig of the amber liquid.

"You did good." He compliments her, answering her question. "But then you're always good at all the physical stuff."

[whattingawhat]

"Thanks. Benefit of being the slayer. You ought to see me without all the goodies. I throw like a girl. I hit like a girl and...I'm not the most graceful girl around."

She takes a sip of her punch and glances around the square. "I'm kind of whiny without it if I'm honest."

Because it's one thing to gripe about the disadvantages that come with being the slayer. It's another thing to have to live without the benefits, particularly when one has had the benefits for several years running.