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[studmuffin]

When: August 14th.
Rating: R.
Characters: Everyone! Tell your friends!
Summary: There are no Star Wars people in the City so let's have ourselves a bit of education.

What started off as a brosession quickly turned into a free for all movie night. Not that Stiles minds considering, but it means he has to plan and execute everything a lot more smoothly. So when Saya offers up the equipment they need he jumps at the chance.

Isaac helps cart everything about - werewolf strength, Stiles is envious -, and together they track down a space in Xanadu and fill it. It's not a hot night but it's warm and balmy and nobody's going to end up with pneumonia. Squashy beanbags get borrowed off a particularly hipster coffee shop and placed liberally about the place. They take what they can, couches that fit out of doors and large obnoxious cushions so everyone has a place to settle. There's a fuckton of candy too. Stiles pretty much wipes out a weeks allowance alone getting it and the soda. But if he's doing something he's doing it properly and he texts everyone the time and the place and all but collapses into a beanbag.

When people arrive he'll move. Honest.

Comments

[affectioning]

He looks up, beaming at the Trek crew joining them.

"Of course," he replies, coming to his feet. "Jim was really curious." And why wouldn't everyone else be invited. "How've you been?"

[studmuffin]

"It doesn't get any less exciting the more you see it, Isaac. C'mon."

[daggers]

Always Han Solo. Always.

Allison might be worried about her best friend, but she's not going to avoid her by any means, especially when she sees her at the movie night. She slips off the couch she's been sitting on and makes her way over to where Lydia's sitting. She's long overdue for some girl time.

"Is this seat taken?"

[studmuffin]

"Most of the time?"

He shrugs again, "It's Derek. It's never going to be sunshine and rainbows all of the time. I want to punch him less and less though."

[medicos]

"About Star Wars?" His lips twitch into what passes for a thin smile. "Got to admit, I know nothing about that, either. And I'm just fine," he adds. "Busy at the hospital, but it always is."

[lefthandedgenius]

"It is now." Lydia pats the seat next to her for her bestie, noting with a wicked grin, "But I might have a few, ahem gentlemen callers who make their way over to say hello. We can bask in their collective adorableness together." Allison's love life tends to be complicated, but that doesn't mean she can't window shop, right?

"So. How are you coping?" Lydia's been worried about Allison too. She had admitted it was taking time for her to adjust.

[outofthefreezer]

"Okay there fanboy..."

[studmuffin]

"Welcome to the emotion of Star Wars."

Stiles drops down beside him and offers him some strawberry laces. He wonders if it's cheating to show it to Jim Kirk. Star Wars vs. Star Trek. But hey, if he's breaking a rule somewhere he doesn't care.

[outofthefreezer]

"Well uh, I got cursed with asking questions to the whole city about advice, personal shit I wouldn't normally talk about. A friend of mine had to be totally honest.... oh and there were zombies one time." He doesn't exactly give it to the guy easy.

[studmuffin]

"Bones!" Sing-song. "I get to have Kirk and Spock and Bones at my movie night. I feel like I'm reaching levels of awesome that have never been before."

Offering him a malteaser.

[affectioning]

"Yeah. He wanted to hear about it, probably because of the title. But, I hadn't seen anything so I couldn't tell him." He shrugs. "Yeah. You and my mom both." And okay, Chase, and everyone else. "The clinic's coming along. It slowed down because Wally -- he took a break," he says, not knowing if his house arrest is public information. "But, we're on our way."

[medicos]

Half the reason why he never wants to sit with this kid whenever they're watching a film: he talks too goddamn much, and Bones could never concentrate on whatever it is they're watching. Then again, this is classic entertainment all on its own.

From his seat on the couch, Bones throws popcorn at Jim.

[studmuffin]

Would anyone ever really choose Luke Skywalker?

"Hey Lydia!" He jogs over, offers her a grin. "You made it."

[hischair]

"Does Anakin stop being traitorous scum any time soon? Lie to me."

Taking a bunch of laces, he eats them at length with each one held out in front of him as he chews. He's five, really.

"This is so upsetting. I also need a lightsaber."

[affectioning]

"I don't know," is all Scott can say. He's gotten up to stretch between showings. These are a lot of films to get through. So, he needs to move around. "I hope not." He really does, here! Honestly, Scott's a little confused. Why exactly is Anakin so evil. Is it the Force? Anger? But, he's still really liking it. "Are you liking them?"

[medicos]

He's gonna take the malteaser with a scowl. He's probably gonna end up giving it to Jim, to be honest.

"Don't let him hear you call me that, kid," just a fair warning, although Bones doesn't look like he minds in the slightest. "Are you drunk, or is this sugar rush?"

[hischair]

He picks it up off his chest where it scatters and eats the popcorn without looking, a wounded noise of triumph echoing as Obi-Wan climbs out of the lake.

"He's okay! Okay. Okay, good."

[daggers]

Allison sits down with a grin, tucking her knees underneath herself and swiveling so that she's sitting closer to Lydia instead of further away. She unearths a bag of Twizzlers from somewhere and pulls one out to start munching - because, clearly, the solution to all of her problems lately is girl talk and junk food.

"God. I don't know. I keep feeling like I need to get up and do something about being here, and mostly I feel like I'm just - waiting around for something to happen instead."

[hischair]

"They're really good, I wish I was a Jedi." He'd be the best Jedi ever, he's 95% certain of that. Maybe even more.

Offering Scott his drink, Jim spares him a glance.

"Cramps?"

Movie!cramps are the worst, true fact.

[medicos]

"You haven't? But you've heard about it?"

At least you have, Scott.

"That's good, I'll stop by some time soon to see how it's going," he says. "I wanted to see the animals you've got, anyway."

[medicos]

Throwing the malteaser that Stiles got him this time.

"Can't shut up, can you?"

[affectioning]

"Lydia, hey," he says, spotting her arrive. He has no hard feelings considering her reveal. He's had time to mellow out and Allison gave him some great advice. He's all smiles. "We're watching them all." Even the bad ones, it sounds like.

[lefthandedgenius]

Seriously. He's so whiny.

"Well, it's not The Notebook, but it'll do." Yes, Lydia's teasing. "You did a good job of putting this together. Make sure you get a chance to relax yourself, okay?"

[hischair]

Ouch. That bonked him on the head. Ahw, it's disappeared too, what a waste of good chocolate.

"Who's your favorite? Has it changed? You like Yoda, don't you? Everyone likes Yoda."

He'll fight them if they don't. He's got your back, Master!!!

[affectioning]

"Right? Being a Jedi is so cool."

Scott takes the drink and a sip from it as well, handing it back.

"Not too bad." Cuddling, while fun, gets uncomfortable throughout several films. So, his positioning keeps changing.