With it being Labor Day, both John and his dad found themselves with a day off. Of course, that meant that Talyn was going to get spoiled disgustingly and neither Crichton man really minded. John had been a little reluctant to move himself from Massachusetts for a bit once Aeryn had gone back to Fandom to teach but, he had to allow that spending ( Read more... )

John wasn't the most creative guy in the world and, when planning for the bachelor party, he went with what worked.

So, Vegas.

The Wynn Hotel, to be precise. Gambling, spas, drinking, shopping, dining, and a pool.

Time to have fun.

[Small OCD going is up! For Anakin's party of bachelors!]

Today, there is a wedding.

Today, there is a wedding and there might be heavy weaponry and possibly forts but first and foremost, there is a wedding.

The hotel's deck area is decked out in flowers, soft colors and subtle decorations ( Read more... )

If someone could cling to a room, John would be doing so. But, since he can't, he settling for hugging doors and appliances in between throwing the last of his things in bags.

He'd miss 238. And other things. But 238 mostly. Maybe.

[Say goodbye if you'd like. He's gone later tonight.]