Dorm Lobby, Sunday Evening

[sarcasm_guy]

In the lobby is a big-ass banner that reads "WELCOME HOME TIME TRAVELLERS AND AWAY TEAMS AND WORLD SAVERS AND EVERYONE". And... that's more or less it

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[raspberryturk]

Reno was going to go to Caritas. Reno was going to go to Caritas and drink until his brains fell out and then drink some more.

But with something like this going on in the lobby, the least he could do was stop and have a look at what was set out around them.

"Tell me there's booze in that, and I won't have to go outside again today, and I'll owe you freakin' big, Boom."

[sarcasm_guy]

Sokka cocked his head and raised an eyebrow. "...Okay, seriously, do I look like the kind of person who'd spike the punch?"

He held the look for a few seconds before busting out a grin. "Of COURSE there's booze in that. I mean, really, after this week, we all need it!!!"

[raspberryturk]

Reno let go of the breath that he'd been holding.

"Aw, shit. You're my freakin' hero, man." And he was going to help himself now. A lot. "If I ever see another statue, it'll be too damn soon, zoto."

[sarcasm_guy]

Sokka grinned and got a cup of his own. "I was thinking of ordering a few, actually, so we could set them up around the park and smash them to bits."

[redintraining]

Sky could see that something was going on in the dorm lobby on the way back from his mission, so he plodded into the lobby.

"Hey, Sokka," he said, rubbing his eyes and going to get a class of punch.

[sarcasm_guy]

Sokka waved. "Hey. Happy We Won Day!"

[redintraining]

"Back at you," said Sky, giving the thumbs-up and taking a sip of punch, blinking. It tasted a little funny, but maybe it was a flavor he didn't know... "I am beyond relieved that those things are taken care of."

[sarcasm_guy]

"No kidding," Sokka replied. He shifted anxiously. "Now, we just need to wait for people to come home."

[l1ttle_billy]

Billy was tired from his New York Trip. But he was back, and pleased to note that whatever had been done about the Angels, had worked.

[sarcasm_guy]

Sokka waved at Billy and nodded towards the punch and pie.

[l1ttle_billy]

"Hey Sokka." Billy waved back. "I hear everything worked out just fine."

[sarcasm_guy]

Sokka grinned. "Yup. Angels are frozen for good, people are coming home, and all is right in the world."

[senor_chado]

Leave it to Chad to have done something like sleeping through almost the entire day, only to wake up to what he was going to remember as Prince Oscar Pedro telling him what was really him hearing the announcement piercing through his typical Saturday (because, you see, he also thought it was Saturday) sleeping routine. In his defense, all that pacing and flaring up his arm, then losing it, then having it spark up again, had drained an awful lot out of him.

He went looking for people, because that's what someone did when they realized they'd been missing things, and found them.

"I heard stuff happened," he commented intelligently.

[sarcasm_guy]

Sokka raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, you MIGHT say that," he replied, with a grin. "We only got rid of the angels once and for all and figured out how to bring everyone home. You been locked in your room or something?"

[senor_chado]

Chad's slightly shifting jaw was the only indication of the complex network of gears going on inside his brain, and then, finally, he scratched the back of his head in a sheepish fashion. "Yeah, kinda," he said, and it was partially true. He did, after all, have a particularly overprotective boyfriend. "But you guys got 'em? Really? What did it?"

If it was spirit force attacks or reitsu after all, Chad was probably never going to forgive himself.

[sarcasm_guy]

"Well, apparently they can only move when no one's watching them, or something like that, so we tricked them into all looking at each other." Sokka grinned. "Nobody messes with Fandom and gets away with it."

[minnesota_teen]

Amber was back from the desert. She had ridden a stinky, spitting camel, and braved the hot, dry climate without complaining at all. Her cheeks were chapped, her nose was peeling, and she was more than a tad tired.

Still, there was a welcome sign and punch and she could certainly use something cold to drink.

Mmm, punch.

[raspberryturk]

"Booze." Reno held up a cup of punch. Reno was perhaps slightly tipsy by now. Just slightly. "Goes good with punch, which goes good with no freakin' statues tryin' to eat face."

[minnesota_teen]

"Probably goes good with no freakin' camels too," Amber snorted and finished a cup in record time.

She was by no means a drinker, but special times called for special moments. This was one of them.

[raspberryturk]

Reno whistled in appreciation for the masterful drinking of the punch.

"I got no idea what a camel is, but that was impressive drinkin', yo."