17 [Visual: Locked from Dean]/[Location: The Impala?]
Vala's sitting on a tram, heading for the little dot marked 'Dean Winchester' on the m
ap when she switches her tablet on.
"Okay, so we all saw the message from Toby, presumably. Oh I wasn't supposed to say that apparently, forget that choice little tid-bit. Anyway, it's Dean's birthday. And one can only assume that his reluctance to share this news is because he wants people to make a fuss." Yes that makes sense in Vala language.
"So, with that in mind, I'm on my way over there now to drag him to a lap dancing and strip joint I've found in Taxon. Anyone that wants to join us, just reply here and I'll give you the location, you can meet us there. It'll be an evening not for the faint hearted. But all are welcome if you can take the pace, and aren't averse to watching semi naked women gyrate their hips in close proximity to other people's hips, possibly after removing their undergarments."
With that she stands up and gets off the tram, apparently she's close to wherever Dean is, but she'll leave the tablet on for the meantime.
Five or so minutes later, she finds Dean, who presumably is tinkering with the Impala. When isn't he? "Hello Birthday Boy!", she smiles with a hint of mischief in her eye.
[[ooc: backdated to Dean's birthday, the 24th]]
ap when she switches her tablet on.
"Okay, so we all saw the message from Toby, presumably. Oh I wasn't supposed to say that apparently, forget that choice little tid-bit. Anyway, it's Dean's birthday. And one can only assume that his reluctance to share this news is because he wants people to make a fuss." Yes that makes sense in Vala language.
"So, with that in mind, I'm on my way over there now to drag him to a lap dancing and strip joint I've found in Taxon. Anyone that wants to join us, just reply here and I'll give you the location, you can meet us there. It'll be an evening not for the faint hearted. But all are welcome if you can take the pace, and aren't averse to watching semi naked women gyrate their hips in close proximity to other people's hips, possibly after removing their undergarments."
With that she stands up and gets off the tram, apparently she's close to wherever Dean is, but she'll leave the tablet on for the meantime.
Five or so minutes later, she finds Dean, who presumably is tinkering with the Impala. When isn't he? "Hello Birthday Boy!", she smiles with a hint of mischief in her eye.
[[ooc: backdated to Dean's birthday, the 24th]]