Turkiversary - Ongoing - Closed
WHO: Turks: Reno stray_redbird, Rude expert_stoic, Tseng black_honor, Elena suits_me, also Lulu chasing_fury
WHAT: Elena plans a little party to celebrate a whole month of survival for the Turks.
WHERE: Turk HQ (A little office attached to a warehouse)
WHEN: After Tseng helped her paint.
She had no illusions of Reno actually arriving on time. But her mind went from that to thoughts that he might not even show up at all. Elena was already pouting just in case, half-heartedly throwing darts at a dart board mounted on the wall. "...They're probably having boy's night out." She muttered, feeling a little miffed that she'd been left out of this hypothetical outing -- nevermind the fact that she wasn't even a boy. The dart missed it's mark, bouncing off the board and rolling behind the door.
Elena sighed and turned to face the desk, heavily laden with take-out and bottles of booze. Why did she even bother with the food in the first place? Even if Reno did show up, he'd go straight for the alcohol. What the hell was she supposed to do with an entire chocolate cake?! She lifted the lid of the pink bakery box to peek inside. There was a hesitant moment, followed by a sheepish glace around the office. Yep, still alone. Elena swiped her finger through the frosting for a taste. It lingered in her mouth thoughtfully as she took a look around the office. She'd worked plenty of long nights here by herself. But that was before exactly one month ago. Now it seemed boring...too quiet. Even lonely.
Elena flopped down restlessly in her chair, reaching for a carton of lo mein and a pair of disposable chopsticks. "I'm giving you ten more minutes." Not that there was anyone around to actually hear the warning other than the freshly painted walls. She eyed the last dart laying on her desk before picking it up and throwing...
Bullseye.
WHAT: Elena plans a little party to celebrate a whole month of survival for the Turks.
WHERE: Turk HQ (A little office attached to a warehouse)
WHEN: After Tseng helped her paint.
She had no illusions of Reno actually arriving on time. But her mind went from that to thoughts that he might not even show up at all. Elena was already pouting just in case, half-heartedly throwing darts at a dart board mounted on the wall. "...They're probably having boy's night out." She muttered, feeling a little miffed that she'd been left out of this hypothetical outing -- nevermind the fact that she wasn't even a boy. The dart missed it's mark, bouncing off the board and rolling behind the door.
Elena sighed and turned to face the desk, heavily laden with take-out and bottles of booze. Why did she even bother with the food in the first place? Even if Reno did show up, he'd go straight for the alcohol. What the hell was she supposed to do with an entire chocolate cake?! She lifted the lid of the pink bakery box to peek inside. There was a hesitant moment, followed by a sheepish glace around the office. Yep, still alone. Elena swiped her finger through the frosting for a taste. It lingered in her mouth thoughtfully as she took a look around the office. She'd worked plenty of long nights here by herself. But that was before exactly one month ago. Now it seemed boring...too quiet. Even lonely.
Elena flopped down restlessly in her chair, reaching for a carton of lo mein and a pair of disposable chopsticks. "I'm giving you ten more minutes." Not that there was anyone around to actually hear the warning other than the freshly painted walls. She eyed the last dart laying on her desk before picking it up and throwing...
Bullseye.