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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.

Date: 2009-08-09 05:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seolearo.livejournal.com
"Hey, it worked, didn't it!?" she protested playfully. Yeah, she was used to this sort of thing by now.

"Ah, well. Do what feels right," Ray answered with a smile. She laughed at the face Amy made. "Yeah, those merchants get pretty awful sometimes..."

"You should come visit her sometime! She looks pretty damn good when she's not torn up by a storm or something. And hey, if you get seasick, we'll take care of you, no worries."

Ray grinned up at Jalen and shook his hand. "I think he might. I'm Ray, nice to finally meet you. Been hearing quite a bit from your wife here." She winked at Amy.

Date: 2009-08-09 06:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shadowchaser.livejournal.com
"Oh, spectacularly." Amy replied dryly, but she was trying not to grin. "Well, if you can make sure I don't throw up all over your Precious, then I wouldn't mind seeing it. I get kinda nauseous on gummi ships, even."

"I don't want to be a fairy," Jalen suddenly announced, taking his hand back after shaking Ray's. "I don't know what you two have been plotting, but it doesn't need to involve me." He eyed his wife, who was trying to nibble a cookie without laughing. "I'm sure most of what she's been saying has been entertaining."

Swallowing her cookie bits so she could giggle without choking, she reached over and poked him. "Everything about you is entertaining. Especially the-" She was cut off by Jalen thrusting the cup of fruit punch at her.

"Drink, you look thirsty."

"Awe, spoilsport. He has no sense of humor, Ray."

Date: 2009-08-09 08:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seolearo.livejournal.com
"I didn't die. I'd say that's pretty spectacular." She grinned. "And even if you did, someone'd clean it up. We keep her nice and pretty."

She laughed at Jalen's declaration. "I didn't either. Unfortunately, the multiverse seems to have a sense of humor and doesn't care what anyone else wants, y'know?"

"Well," Ray said, leaning over to whisper in Amy's ear, "we could always conduct some experiments and see if he really does have one, hidden deep in there somewhere..."

Date: 2009-08-09 10:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shadowchaser.livejournal.com
"Not dying is always a good thing. ...Actually, I'd like to avoid the whole throwing up thing to begin with. I despised morning sickness. Ugh."

Jalen set the cup down before reaching over to push a strand of Amy's hair back. She blushed, pulling away to listen to Ray before looking back at her husband with a smirk. "We could..."

He was watching them both suspiciously.

"...You two go find someone else to harass. There are plenty of people here!" He pointed towards Roxas, then Donald. "See?"

"But Jalen, I love you! And Ray's just trying to make friends..." After a few seconds of mock-sniffles, her face slipped into it's best kicked puppy expression. He was either going to melt, or start thunking his head against the table. Ah, the joys of married life.

Date: 2009-08-12 07:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seolearo.livejournal.com
"There may be plenty of people here, but I promised Aerith I wouldn't do anything to embarrass anyone too much," Ray said in a defeated tone, "and you can't argue with her!" She looked in the direction he was pointing and laughed. "Nah, those two get picked on enough without me helping. 'Sides, Donald would probably Comet me and Roxas would pull out the Keyblade..."

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