Over the river and through the woods, to the JSA Brownstone we go....

[windywitch]

Scene takes place on November 26, Thanksgiving.The appetizers are out and the turkeys are cooking in several of the kitchen in the JSA Brownstone's fifteen ovens

Comments

[jay_garrick]

"Happy Thanksgiving, Maxine," Jay smiles at her, then moves closer to speak conspiratorially with her. "I think I recognize that look... someone just tried to sneak a sample of one of the pies, didn't they?"

[windywitch]

Maxine's eyes shift from side to side. "Maaaybe. I just wanted to, um, make sure that they weren't poisoned. Vandal Savage could be trying to kill us all off in a single stroke or something."

[jay_garrick]

Jay chuckles. "I know that look very well. I may be the Flash, but I'm not faster than Joan protecting her pies in the kitchen."

[itty_bitty_hero]

The phone began to ring.

[plasticman]

A red and yellow turkey waddles its way into the Brownstone, checks his watch and clucks apprehensively.

Lunch time.

[lanternslight]

Hal, wearing a green energy pilgrim hat and carrying a green energy axe, reaches out to pick up the red and yellow turkey by its legs.

"Where should I slaughter this thing?"

[itsastretch]

A long arm reaches out to poke the turkey with one finger. "Toss this one back, its all rubbery. I think its been overcooked already."

[plasticman]

"Overcooked? I thought I was more half-baked," replies, the more familiar Plaz grin appearing on the turkey's face.

[abluntobject]

Hawkman finds a place to rest well away from the kitchens. Either he's finally learned his lesson, or else he's waiting for the proper opportunity to try and sneak his traditional turkey leg.

[blond_of_prey]

And sadly he can not escape the holiday spirit. Dinah came sweeping by and scooted him forward. "No hiding, come on I know if you muster up all that Hawk courage you can face dinner with the gang."

[abluntobject]

"Not dinner I'm avoiding, just the wrath of the kitchen crew. Its good to see you."

[blond_of_prey]

"Good to see you too." Nice to be able to hold a civil conversation with him and not standing between him an Ollie. Oh some Thanksgiving's had been interesting.

"Don't you know they eye the quiet ones the most?"

[carol_ferris]

Carol tries to find the kitchen to offer her help, but she's sidetracked by smiles and greetings. Hal's invitation to dinner with the JSA and JLA was unexpected but welcome. Thanksgiving alone with the ring was probably not the best idea for all involved.

[windywitch]

"Hello!" Maxine's in front of Carol, beaming, holding a platter of cheese and crackers. "Want some?"

[carol_ferris]

"Hello!" Carol smiles at Maxine. "Thanks. Busy day already?"

[windywitch]

Maxine nods, "Yup! I don't mind, I like this sort of thing."

Shifting the platter's weight, Maxine extends Carol a hand, smile still intact. "I'm Cylcone," she says, "But you can just call me Maxine."

[nation_jsa]

Kendra's late to the party. She'd left on time but had seen it her obligation to beat some sense into a couple of thugs that seemed to think that Thanksgiving meant that they could steal from the local soup kitchens...Kendra wrinkles her nose, disgusting, how cruel people could be.

Shaking her wings from the long flight, Kendra loosely grips the bottle of wine that she'd bought with her and enters the Brownstone.

[big_red_cheese]

"Kendra," Captain Marvel greets, coming in just behind her. "How are you doing?"

[nation_jsa]

Kendra turns to him, smiling lightly. "I'm doing just fine, Billy. How have you been?"

[big_red_cheese]

He considers the strange situation that he and Courtney have found themselves in.

"Uh... fine," he says, without entirely lying.

"How about you? I haven't seen much of you since Carter came back."