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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.

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[hexuality]

[Ginny's been watching fairly quietly, balancing on her stomach on her broom, the footholds keeping her steady as she hovers a little above the chairs so she isn't in anyone's way. The films are interesting and she's actually seen a few of them thanks to Claire Bennet being her roommate so it's a nice refresher. Mostly she just likes the company, the people around and just enjoying a late summer day with nothing to worry about for a time.

Maybe it's not entirely like her to just be an observer instead of flitting around from everyone she knows. But there are aspects of this that remind her of home, too, so she's quiet and just watching, a bag of popcorn levitating in the air next to her. Come say hi.]

[affectioning]

[ Between one of them, Scott untangles himself from Allison and Isaac and heads over to where Ginny floats. ]

You made it! Are you liking them? Tell me I'm not the only one here who hasn't seen them. [ Besides Trek, Trek doesn't count. ]

[hexuality]

[She looks down and grins, pillowing her chin on folded hands on her broom handle. This is some serious balancing work but she's been doing this forever, so.]

I've seen them, actually. Just the original three, Claire was rather adamant about that.

[Claire was also friends with Luke and all the rest when they were in the City but that was before Ginny's time.]

[affectioning]

[ It's super impressive! ]

Your roommate, Claire.

[ From Heroes. Right. WHAT? THEY WERE IN THE CITY? TELL STILES THAT. ]

At least you haven't seen the first three! One, two, and three. So, the last three. You get it.

[hexuality]

[GINNY DIDN'T KNOW THEM. But yes, that Claire.]

I get it. [She laughs, but soft, so people can still enjoy what's happening on the screen.] I can't believe I've seen them before you. I'm supposed to be the one completely unfamiliar with Muggle culture.

[affectioning]

[ WOW. ]

Stiles tried to get me to all my life. But, I could only take so much. I said either Star Trek or Star Wars. And he got me with the reboot. It was really cool.

[hexuality]

I didn't understand most of that, but alright.

[affectioning]

They made Star Trek movies before. But, then J.J. Abrams, this writer, rewrote everything and made another film. A reboot. With the same characters but ... like, a different story?

[studmuffin]

Hey Ginny!

[ The last time they'd met had been super serious. Then he'd had that panic attack which he is resolutely not talking about. But he does have to do something. ] How cool is it that you can get your owl to carry stuff about for you? I wanted to say thanks, for the biscuits? I just didn't want to abuse the owl privilege.

[hexuality]

[She tips her head to look down at him, chin resting on her folded hands, one of which reaches down to ruffle his hair with a quiet grin.]

You're welcome. And you can write back if I send Sir Weatherby along, that's what he's trained to do. You alright, then? This is brilliant.

[studmuffin]

[ He grins - next time he is so using the owl. ]

Yeah, I'm doing okay. [ It's a default reaction but Stiles is used to it. If he doesn't talk about it, the panic doesn't rise. ] Isn't the whole broom thing super uncomfortable?

[hexuality]

[She will send him the owl just so he can send him back.]

This? Not really. There's a Cushioning Charm you can't see, it's what makes it more comfortable to ride, too. Why, d'you think I'm balancing on nothing?

[studmuffin]

[ Yes please. ]

I don't know, you're the witch. [ Of course he should have probably remembered that, considering he's like mad into Harry Potter. But it's hard to remember when he's talking to the real-life people. ]

I bet you just want to look cool.

[hexuality]

[She blushes a bit, shrugging and resting her forehead on folded hands for a heartbeat.]

I just didn't want to be in the way. [Then she lifts her head again, huffing out a mock exasperated sigh.] Then again, I'm short, so maybe I wouldn't be in the way, anyway.

[studmuffin]

Ha. You're invited, that means you totally can't get in the way. But hey, if you're comfortable then go for it.

[hexuality]

[She smiles briefly.]

Thanks for inviting me.

[studmuffin]

Hey, no. I'm glad you came.

[bettercallit]

[ Clint's secretly a closest geek, so he's more than happy to sit through the films again even though he's seen them plenty of times over the years. But he's been awful company the last week or so, and he feels like he shouldn't waste the good mood the evening brings.

He spots Ginny and goes straight over, smirking at the way she's positioned on the broom; he's a little jealous, it looks ridiculous and yet comfortable. He offers out a beer, because he had to bring something to share around, and she seems oddly quieter than usual. ]

If you're still up for that training, the cast comes off in a couple of days.

[hexuality]

[She glances down at him, lips tugged into an amused grin at the offered beer and she shifts from her stomach to sitting "side-saddle," as it were.] Hi.

[She takes the bottle and eyes the cast when he brings it up, taking a thoughtful swig.]

Mm, well. I'm always up for something new, as you know. You feel ready to get that cast off?

[bettercallit]

[ If it were anyone else, he might prepare himself to catch her when she inevitably falls off the broom, but as always he's impressed.

He spares the bane of his existence a dirty look and then glances back up at her. ]

You kidding? This thing would never have made it on if I had a say in the matter.

[hexuality]

[She won't let herself fall, especially not where someone could see. She taps gently on her broom handle and it sinks down a few inches so she's properly eye level with Clint, smiling.]

Good thing you didn't have a say, then. The poor doctors in this place, they've got to put up with stubborn people like us. Chase put stitches in me, once, and... [A shudder.] Eurgh.

[bettercallit]

[ Oh, now, she's just showing off, and he's got an amused expression that's half mock judging, but it easily slips into a smile. ]

Yeah, no one wants stitches, but if they leave a cool scare, at least you've got something to show for it.

[hexuality]

[She raises an eyebrow and slips off the broom, landing lightly on the grass and turning, reaching around with her right hand to push down the neck of her shirt at her back, showing the neatly healed stab wound on her left shoulder.

She glances over it, grinning.]

Ta-da.

[bettercallit]

[ He takes a look, a gentle finger tracing over it, and nods with approval; it's ridiculous, really, how he seems to light up at swapping war wounds. ]

Something got you good, huh? Adds to your character. If I had any intention before, I definitely wouldn't plan on messing with you now.

[ He lifts the side of his shirt up to show off his most prominent of scars, a deep gash in his side that's not quite as smooth as hers, and there are others scattered around, smaller, lighter, but visible. ]

[hexuality]

[Someone tried to murder her in the City, Clint. Yeah, they got her good. There are other scars along her back, mapped out in claw marks and faded now. The City's left her with more than her own war, at least visibly, but that isn't for now. She spins round to look at him, arms crossed, impressed.]

You're one to talk. If I knew you liked showing off so much, I would've asked sooner.