barefoot in the kitchen
WHO: Gemma Doyle & anyone who offered to help fix up her house.
WHERE: Her home!
WHEN: 8 August - 10 August.
WARNINGS: N/A.
SUMMARY: Time to fix up Gemma's home! She'll provide materials, food, etc. So this is a chance to mingle and such.
FORMAT: Quick to start, whatever after!
[It hadn't taken her long to send out requests for help; each one was a multi-colored butterfly she'd magicked up, sent to anyone who had offered to help her clean up or might consider doing so. As soon as the creatures found the person to whom they had been assigned, they would curl in on themselves and transform into an invitation complete with her address, a preemptive thank-you, and an assurance of breakfast and lunch. She'd given herself quite the pat on the back for that idea. She had also spent a good part of the morning gathering supplies she would apparently need to fix her home. Paints and brushes for the walls, new tables and chairs, some brooms to help with the debris. The young men at the home supply store had been so nice to her, helping her transport everything to her house since she had no form of transportation save her own two feet. She might have cheated with the windows, using magic to simply create new glass. Placing a few paint brushes in her pockets, she grabbed a bucket and started up the stairs, bare feet padding lightly on the wood.]
WHERE: Her home!
WHEN: 8 August - 10 August.
WARNINGS: N/A.
SUMMARY: Time to fix up Gemma's home! She'll provide materials, food, etc. So this is a chance to mingle and such.
FORMAT: Quick to start, whatever after!
[It hadn't taken her long to send out requests for help; each one was a multi-colored butterfly she'd magicked up, sent to anyone who had offered to help her clean up or might consider doing so. As soon as the creatures found the person to whom they had been assigned, they would curl in on themselves and transform into an invitation complete with her address, a preemptive thank-you, and an assurance of breakfast and lunch. She'd given herself quite the pat on the back for that idea. She had also spent a good part of the morning gathering supplies she would apparently need to fix her home. Paints and brushes for the walls, new tables and chairs, some brooms to help with the debris. The young men at the home supply store had been so nice to her, helping her transport everything to her house since she had no form of transportation save her own two feet. She might have cheated with the windows, using magic to simply create new glass. Placing a few paint brushes in her pockets, she grabbed a bucket and started up the stairs, bare feet padding lightly on the wood.]