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bitten_notshy) wrote2014-08-14 10:56 am
bitten_notshy) wrote2014-08-14 10:56 am
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33 Apocalypse Avenue, Thursday Evening
Jack wasn't ready to say goodbye to Kaidan. He remained quite firmly opposed to this general trend of people leaving.
But if Kaidan was going to go fight purple blobby land jellyfish --or whatever he was up to -- he deserved a decent send-off. Which was why Jack had ordered several pizzas, laid in a few kegs of Canadian lager, and sent an email to everyone he could think of who might want one more chance to hang out with Kaidan.
A bad action movie played on the TV, though the sound was quite soft, and everything was ready for a low-key party.
[OOC: If you think you were invited, you were!]
But if Kaidan was going to go fight purple blobby land jellyfish --or whatever he was up to -- he deserved a decent send-off. Which was why Jack had ordered several pizzas, laid in a few kegs of Canadian lager, and sent an email to everyone he could think of who might want one more chance to hang out with Kaidan.
A bad action movie played on the TV, though the sound was quite soft, and everything was ready for a low-key party.
[OOC: If you think you were invited, you were!]
Re: Arrive + Mingle [8/14]
Re: Arrive + Mingle [8/14]
Or lampreys! Lampreys joined at the lips! NOM NOM NOM.But maybe they were drunk; drunk on each other, at least, considering how hungry and demanding Emma's kisses were getting, and her refusal to stop for things like stairs, or air, or that door. She could totally fumble behind herself with one hand to get the door.
...hopefully it was actually Jack's door.