Log; Ongoing

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

When; Wednesday afternoon and evening
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Several
Summary; Sam hosts a beach party for anyone who wants to come
Log;

Sam had tried to do everything he could to make the beach trip as fun as possible, especially considering all that had happened recently. Not everyone had calmed down after yesterday, but it was enough that he didn't cancel the trip.

He had volleyball set up, a dozen umbrellas for the more fair skinned to take refuge under, and a really ugly couch to put in a bonfire later.

Food and drink also abounded, including enough electrolyte replenishing drinks to help anyone who drank all the alcohol he brought stave off too massive of a hangover. All in all, it was a recipe for a good time. Or at least Sam hoped.

Comments

[Sunny times fun here.]

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

[Post under here if your interactions are during the afternoon.]

have a not-so-socially-skilled AI

[citadelspirit.livejournal.com]

SHODAN realized immediately that the City's metropolis was, at least for now, a far more dangerous place than the outskirts. There was nothing to vandalize here, and no reason to riot -- and so she saw the mound of umbrellas and chairs and ventured out to sit and listen to the rhythmic sound of the waves. The ticking of the Clock Tower somehow didn't calm her the way she expected. Flooded with adrenaline, she needed no more insects. No more foolishness. No more insolence.

Once she drew close enough, she saw a net strung up, oh, this was some sort of human gathering, she shouldn't--

A dull pain chewed at her stomach, and she flinched. How long had it been since she had eaten? Not since two days ago -- it just wasn't something that crossed her mind very often.

Well...there was food and water for free, and there were no rioters. She would stay a while.

Walking toward Sam in her stiff, stilted gait, she tried not to stare at the food -- her brain was begging her to dive for it, now that the smell was so close, so many particles in the air -- and paused at the edge of the umbrellas.

She flickered through the recent Network posts in her mind, through her implant. Ah, yes. This was the beach gathering recently mentioned, and she raised a calm hand to the man nearby.

"This is yours, is it not?"

Please, he deals with Bumblebee, she'll be easy.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Sam hadn't notice the woman come up, as he was busy getting everything ready, until she was at the edge of the umbrella promenade. He hadn't seen her before but he was glad of that, it would be cool to meet new people.

"All this?" he said, glancing around. "Yeah, sorta, it's for everyone though. You can have some if you want, there's plenty for everyone. I mean, not EVERYONE, like... in the whole City, but everyone who will probably show up. What do you want?"

^^

[citadelspirit.livejournal.com]

On a nearby tray she found a cluster of grapes, picked up a small branch, and eyed it suspiciously for a moment before pulling one off, twiddling it between her fingers, and biting off half of it. Surely she looked far more than strange, but the squishing and liquid and the skin and...it was all so strange, how humans ate food. The sweet rush on her tongue made her shiver a moment, but she pulled off two more and munched as she strode about the sand.

For a moment, she tried to speak, then remembered: one thing at a time. Humans were all about one thing at a time. So she had to finish chewing the grape and then say something:

"I know little about food." She glanced around -- well, she knew the names of most of it... "There will be more humans here?" The wind ruffled her black hair; she pulled it out of her face and thrust it behind her ears, silver cybernetic modules glinting below it as it fell by her neck.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Josh caught the 'humans' thing right away and it kind of made sense with her slightly odd behavior. Some of Sam's best friends weren't human though and the City brought in all types so it wasn't that strange that she wasn't human.

"It's okay, I can help you figure out what you want," he offered, moving over to where she was. Okay, that was kind of a weird statement to give.

"Basically, the things that taste the best are the worst for you. Also, you probably want to drink lots of water if you're going to be out in the sun. And if you're new to it, probably should stay away from too much alcohol. The turkey sandwiches are good though."

*pokes socially-impaired AI*

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

After SHODAN had an opportunity to eat, Penny threw on her cover up and slipped out of the shade of the sun umbrellas. A little sun wouldn't burn her to a crisp, and it seemed rude to not say hello to a recent acquaintance.

"SHODAN!" she greeted familiarly (they had spoken a few times--surely that put them on familiar terms?). "Hey! Enjoying the beach?"

lol yes.

[citadelspirit.livejournal.com]

Waves, like a clock run at .2 Hz, so slow, but it was at least rhythm...

A voice?

Oh, she had fallen into her own thoughts for a while. She glanced over, and Penny was standing beside her, looking down. SHODAN swirled the last of the water in her bottle and stared up.

"The waves are more pleasing than the metropolis, after the riots." She motioned in the direction of the the City Solutions building. "Tony Stark allowed me to live in one of his apartments. I work with him, right now."

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

"They are pretty nice," Penny agreed, glancing out over the ocean before returning her full attention to SHODAN. "Oh? That's neat. He does technology stuff, doesn't he? I've never met him, but I've heard about him."

[ooopen]

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

It was a beautiful day for a beach party--sunshine, warm weather, and no rabid sheep or cake showers. As such, Penny ditched the Welcome Center for the afternoon and headed to the beach. It was a welcome reprieve after that unfortunate armed robbery the other day, and the broken window could be fixed tomorrow. Plus, Sam had said he'd put up sun umbrellas. How can Penny possibly stay away?

Penny, prepared with a beach towel and enough sunscreen for a small army, found an umbrella to camp out under and discarded her swimsuit cover up. She didn't dare walk out in the sun without a cover up; it would have been rude to blind everyone on the beach with her amazing paleness.

Re: [ooopen]

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Sam was glad to see that Penny had come, although he hadn't doubted that she would. Still, he was happy to see her out here and enjoying the sand and shade.

"Hey, Penny!" he called out, waving as he trotted over to where she was. "Glad you could come."

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

Ah, and there was the host himself. Penny got up to greet him. "Afternoon, Sam! How's it going?" She smiled, adding, "I wouldn't miss the first beach party of the season."

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

"You don't have to get up," he told her, beaming a smile. The party was sure to be fun now.

"Good. I hope there are enough umbrellas up here for you."

Re: [ooopen]

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

After the Bloody Mary has had it's effect and Lucy has snagged a beer she wanders on over to the redhead under the umbrella. She looks familiar but Lucy doesn't know her so she slips under the umbrella with a smile and a wave.

"So I figure pale girls unite. Or something like that. We could start a club."

LUCY! I've been looking for an excuse to talk to her. <3

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

Penny is startled out of her wave-watching reverie by the abrupt appearance of someone she doesn't remember meeting. No matter! She returns the girl's smile and replies, "We might need a bigger umbrella for the clubhouse and standard-issue sunglasses so we don't blind each other with our combined paleness."

Re: LUCY! I've been looking for an excuse to talk to her. <3

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

"We should get a beach house with UV coating on the windows and those super dark, too big for your face, I'm a movie star don't look at me sunglasses," Lucy agrees. She smiles and holds out her hand. "I'm Lucy."

Re: [Sunny times fun here.] Have a Lucy

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Lucy had been looking forward to the beach party and with Harry's departure that anticipation had turned to nearly needing to be out doing something. She showed up with a hangover in tact and a bloody Mary in a thermos. She'll move onto the alcohol Sam has provided once the Bloody Mary has worked it's magic. She's lying under an umbrella wearing a pale pink bikini (http://media.photobucket.com/image/kristen%20bell%20bikini/bastardlybutta/bastardly-photos/album32/kristen-bell-bikini040101.jpg). She's got giant sunglasses on as well. Just chilling out and enjoying the beach.

Re: [Sunny times fun here.] Gladly

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Sam had noticed when Lucy arrived. With that bikini, it was hard not to notice. He probably stared more than he should have, but he knew Lucy liked it and he thought he was doing good not to drool.

Once he was done chatting with some of the others, Sam headed over to where she was bathing and laid down next to her.

"Hey."

Re: [Sunny times fun here.]

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Bikinis were made for having people stare. At least that was Lucy's philosophy on it. She smiles broadly at Sam when he comes over.

"Hey. Nice beach party."

Re: [Sunny times fun here.]

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Sam said, smiling at her. He was glad to see that she was in relatively good spirits, but he thought maybe that was because of the booze she had already started on.

"Thanks for coming, by the way."

[Evening fun times here.]

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[Post under here if your interactions are during the evening/around the bonfire.]

[OPEN]

[have-a-job-too.livejournal.com]

CAN HAZ VODKA!

Arkady had picked up the bottle and was sitting cross-legged on the beach, looking out over the... ocean? This place was wrong. Things here were wrong, off, different and she couldn't go wide enough to understand it.

She took a pull on the bottle and closed her eyes, trying to find the ticking. Maybe if she found the ticking...

Re: [OPEN]

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Sam noticed the girl sitting on the beach, drinking the vodka with her eyes closed. She was either very pensive or trying not to throw up and Sam couldn't decide which. He decided to wander over and get a closer look to see what was up.

[have-a-job-too.livejournal.com]

Power was to be kept a secret. They were good at that, hide the power, hide what they did. So she pulled herself back, contracted back to herself, and opened her eyes.

"Hello."

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

After the sun set, Penny ventured out from under the shaded safety of the sun umbrellas to enjoy the bonfire (although the couch that served as kindling was too cute in a retro way to burn, she thought) and company. A girl sitting alone on the beach caught her eye. Someone she hadn't met? How on earth could that have happened?

"Hey," Penny said with a smile, approaching the girl. "Having a good time?"

[have-a-job-too.livejournal.com]

Arkady hefted the bottle.

"I have vodka, I'm good."