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tampered2009-11-21 08:54 pm
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ongoing | open to all | forward-dated
When; Thanksgiving day, 11/26
Rating; R just for language
Characters; OPEN TO ALL, I'll add as you come in!
Summary; Inara and Priestly (newly reverted to their adult and multicoloredcoat selves, respectively) are putting on a Thanksgiving dinner in the lobby of Building 10, extending their welcome to anyone in the City who wants it. Feel free to godmod the little things; types of food, who you're seated next to, etc! If your character brings a dish, feel free to harass Priestly or Inara either down in the lobby or up in her hall where the cooking's going down. We'll say everyone gets into the buffet line at about 4ish for consistency's sake and don't worry too much about technicalities, just have some fun! I'll put up some starter threads for different areas, feel free to hijack away! \o/
Log;
Inara had taken care of all of the pretty-making. The hall was decorated with two long consolidated tables, covered with tablecloths, adorned with centerpieces and appetizer dishes and flatware. There were candles lit even in the afternoon, giving the lobby a homey feel to it. They'd counted heads on the RSVP list, but Priestly had planned on making enough for almost double the company. It was nice when you made a decent paycheck and didn't spend much in the way of living.
Inara's floor is filled with the smell of turkey, as many her neighbors had offered their ovens for the bird cooking. It's funny how much people will let you do if you offer them free food and leftovers. He trots between each of the apartments and the lobby, running food here and there, checking to make sure the steam pans on the buffet are still warm and to make sure he's not missing anything.
Rating; R just for language
Characters; OPEN TO ALL, I'll add as you come in!
Summary; Inara and Priestly (newly reverted to their adult and multicolored
Log;
Inara had taken care of all of the pretty-making. The hall was decorated with two long consolidated tables, covered with tablecloths, adorned with centerpieces and appetizer dishes and flatware. There were candles lit even in the afternoon, giving the lobby a homey feel to it. They'd counted heads on the RSVP list, but Priestly had planned on making enough for almost double the company. It was nice when you made a decent paycheck and didn't spend much in the way of living.
Inara's floor is filled with the smell of turkey, as many her neighbors had offered their ovens for the bird cooking. It's funny how much people will let you do if you offer them free food and leftovers. He trots between each of the apartments and the lobby, running food here and there, checking to make sure the steam pans on the buffet are still warm and to make sure he's not missing anything.