Party Thread (because I'm so clever with names)

[riverfox-237.livejournal.com]

Who: Eeeeverybody!
What: Party time has finally arrived! Time for everyone to relax a little after all the recent craziness.
Where: Tifa's Bar
When: Friday, Aug. 7
Notes: Open log, thread however. Try not to break the bar.

Everything was ready to go. Seventh Heaven was sparkling clean for the occasion, tables and chairs spaced out nicely across the room. A table against the wall was loaded with a wide variety of food and drinks, both homemade and storebought, and another table held a stack of games in case anyone was in the mood. It was a pretty simple set-up, but everyone who had helped seemed to think that it was just right.

Jenn was nervous, and excited. Finally, she was going to meet all of the people she'd been talking to on the network this past month! She'd been eagerly waiting for this party ever since they'd started set-up (and the chocolate-chip cookies over on the snack table were Jenn Specialty). Now they just needed to arrive. Being the self-designated greeter, Jenn took up a position by the door and waited to point people to the snacks. She made a valiant effort not to look like an overexited geek.

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[rakathtalyn.livejournal.com]

"Eh, workin' food isn't that bad... depends on what part you're working in..." Bruce grinned, "You miss a lot if you look at what is in front of you." That... was flat out nonsense that sounds REALLY good. "Since the sun doesn't seem to play much in Gummispace, whose to say it isn't just an illusion?"

As Chase moved for food, Bruce raised an eyebrow, "Hmm... never seen that before at a party here." All this show for Jenn leading to... actually, nothing was going on where Bruce's attention was. Whenever Jenn turns back, the man with purple hair is gone, so is his stuff... except a bottle of Dr. Pepper on the table.

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[riverfox-237.livejournal.com]

"Oh man, pizza rolls." Jenn's eyes lit up at the mention. "How did I not see those? Gettin' some of that when I revisit the snack table. Seeya later, Chase!"

Jenn totally fell for Bruce's comment, twisted all the way around in her chair to look for whatever it was he was pointing at. "I don't see anyth-" When she turned back, she was thoroughly startled to see that the purple-haired guy was gone. It took her a second longer to realize what was sitting on the table in his place.

A bottle of Dr.Pepper.

Jenn stared at it in complete surprise for a long moment, and then took a few glances around the room to try and spot the guy. But he was gone. She returned her gaze to the bottle of Dr.Pepper, and a warm feeling spread through her as she wrapped her fingers around the neck. Anyone looking would have seen a very large, touched smile on her face.

Little gestures were not so little to this Refugee. What a nice guy. Little bit funny and with a very unique (aka confusing) way with words, but still. That was a sweet thing to do.

She laughed softly to herself and rose from the table, taking her plate with her to go look for someone else to talk to. That was definitely the most interesting conversation she had had in quite a long time.