Somewhere There's a Party [OPEN!]

[lefthandedgenius]

When: Evening of Aug 23rd
Where: Xanadu, in the forest area.
Rating: PG-13 to maybe R? I dunno.
Characters: EVERYONE
Summary: It's Scott McCall's Very Merry Un-Birthday! Lydia Martin is your hostess with the mostest.
Log:

Fairy lights have been strung up amongst the trees, providing the partygoers with just enough illumination to feel like it's a party without being over-bright. An area has been cleared for dancing. There are also two main tables; one full of food, and the other a please to leave gifts and cards and the like.

Food is buffet style and there are no waiters, but there are two small bar setups with tenders manning them - no need for id at this party, kids. Perhaps most interestingly of all, now and again one or two people seem to drop down from the trees, scantily clad and performing brief feats of acrobatics using aerial silks and one or two person trapezes before clambering back up into the branches and disappearing into the greenery once more.

Comments

[affectioning]

[ Scott is a growing teenage werewolf. He'll be found by the buffet several times throughout the night. If anyone can partake in the food provided, it's the birthday boy? Normally, his plates are pretty full overflowing with different options. Catch him at either table throughout the night! He might just have his mouth full. ]

[candothat]

[Chekov is haunting the buffet himself, picking off small portions of just about everything and keeping an eye out for the birthday boy. He hasn't met Scott, exactly, but the rest of his crew has and he knows what he looks like from the network.

Plate in hand, he maneuvers over to Scott.]

Hello--Scott McCall?

[affectioning]

[ Scott's contemplating a pastry right now, but he looks up from the table. ]

I'm Scott McCall. [ Oh. It's Chekhov. It's true they haven't met and also true Lydia broke the fourth wall with Spock, so he wonders if that was passed around. He chooses to stick to his, be friendly and realize these are real people thing. ] Hi.

[candothat]

[Spock hasn't shared anything fourth wall shattering, which is a shame. Chekov would love to pick the idea of being fictionalized in another universe apart.]

Pavel Chekov. I believe you have met my cr--eh, coworkers.

[affectioning]

[ Maybe he will, someday. Or, maybe Lydia will share her theories. ]

I have. [ A grin. ] Jim and B - Dr. McCoy. And Spock. [ He sets his plate down. ] Thanks for coming.

[candothat]

Not Uhura? You will need to be introduced. [He doesn't relinquish his plate. There's still food on it.] Of course. I needed to meet you to know who the others are talking about.

[affectioning]

Not yet? She left, didn't she? [ Or, was taken. Disappeared. The City grabbed her again. Is she back? Don't waste food, Chekhov. Good man! ] They talk about me? [ Such a freaking hopeful puppy. ]

[candothat]

She did, yes, and then returned without her memories. [It was sad. It's still sad.]

Yes, of course. Not to me, directly, but they do.

[affectioning]

Oh. Sorry. [ It is sad. That she left, maybe that she's back. He doesn't know. ]

Cool. [ He'll snap out of that. ] How long have you been in the City?

[candothat]

These things happen.

I have been here for five hundred sixty-five days--or five hundred fifty-seven, if I take away the days I missed. You came last month?

[affectioning]

But, she's back! [ He brightens. ]

... So, over a year. Almost two. [ If he does correct math. He doesn't always. ] Yeah. End of July. It's weird to think that it's been that long. But it has. [ A lot usually happens to him in a month lately... ]

[candothat]

Yes, and I am grateful for that.

[He shrugs dismissively.] Not so long as some people. I think that the first month is the hardest, except for when enormously unpleasant things happen. Congratulations on getting through it.

[affectioning]

So, is everyone close? Your cr [ what was his term? ] coworkers?

Thanks. Do I get a medal. Or a token? A congratulations ribbon?

[candothat]

[They're keeping any and all Starfleet-related words out of their conversations. Khan could be listening.]

Some are closer than others. Kirk, Spock, and Dr. McCoy are very close. ...But maybe not Spock and the doctor, so much, although I think that they enjoy disagreeing with each other.

I would buy you a congratulatory drink.

[affectioning]

[ You mean, Richard! Or, whatever name he used. John, that's right.

Scott grins. Oh, he knows. ]

I don't drink much but I'll take one. [ One doesn't hurt anyone. ]

[candothat]

[John "Genocidal Dictator From the Past" Harrison. That's the guy.]

It's good that you don't drink often. You are too young for that. [He's joking. It's kind of hard to tell.]

[affectioning]

[ He rubbed Scott the wrong way the day he met him. He is and he isn't! Too young, that is. ]

I like being young. [ Sometimes, he feels like he doesn't get to be just "young." ]

[candothat]

[Chekov makes a face at that.]

You do? I hate it. Well, no--it isn't so bad, but I look forward to being older.

[affectioning]

How old are you?

[fastest_dude_ever]

[Big surprise, guess who is also eating all the party food? This guy.]

Oh hay, Scoff, hapffy burfday.

[With a mouthful of food, of course.]

[affectioning]

[ Super big surprise, guy who likes twenty hamburgers. ]

Wally. Hi. [ A big grin. ] Thanks. But, I think we all decided it's not actually my birthday. Or it is, again. [ He's still confused. ] Liking the food?

[fastest_dude_ever]

Oh...then...why are you having this party? I got you a present.

[He's confused now, too. Thanks. He hands him a balled up t-shirt.]

Yeah, the food is great! Free tastes awesome.

[affectioning]

Lydia. You got me a present?

[ Aw. He takes the balled up t-shirt, unballing it. He holds it out, then turns it. ]

Party naked. Thanks. [ Gonna ball that up again. And then throw it over his shoulder. ] She decided I got to have two birthdays. [ It's not horrible. ] You should come over for dinner some time.

8D funny how Scott is more mature than Wally.

[fastest_dude_ever]

Yeah? That'd be cool.

[Eateateat]

Who's Lydia? Your...giiiiiiiiiiiiiiirlfriend?

little bit funny... this feeling inside, I mean - it is a little bit funny, yes

[affectioning]

[ Second post where Wally is eating.

Normally, that'd get a smile and a shake of the head but after the last curse, he's not quite sure what to say. ] No, just a friend. [ That's it. Just a friend. And she's Allison's best friend so that would be - and kind of was pretty bad. ] I don't have a girlfriend.