EVENT LOG

[simonsimmon]

Characters: EVERYONE!
Setting/Location: On the caravan, in the dining hall!
Date & Time: Forward-dated to the evening of Day 30!
Warnings: none so far? But maybe with the effects of the event.......
Summary: Simon throws an innocent dinner for the passengers of the caravan. What could happen, right? Tags can be action or prose. Feel free to have

Comments

[beatsupboys]

[Ty Lee is flitting around, pretty much ready to chat with anyone and everyone-- SHE'S A PARTY ANIMAL WHOOOOOOO]

[rainingcereal]

[Neil is... avoiding her, kinda, only because she's a little too hyper for him to handle when he was a kid.]

[beatsupboys]

[well hello there hot stuff]

U-um. Hi!

[rainingcereal]

[gulp, he turns around and tries to look nonchalant. he was a kid when she last saw him. Maybe she won't recognize him?]

Hey.

[open but I'd prefer to start a new thread for each person unless you ask!]

[whatsacliche]

[ Finn's is a voracious hunger. Omnomnom. The unhealthier the better. ]

[itsahotone]

[Santana is suddenly beside you, Finn. And judging your food.]

Ew.

[whatsacliche]

...Wha'? [ Looks down. Looks back at her. ] 'schees' po'a'oes.

[ Translation: It's cheesey potatoes. ]

[itsahotone]

I have no idea what you're talking about.

[open but I'd prefer to start a new thread for each person unless you ask!]

[weedyshyguy]

[ Bret hasn't really made many friends yet, so he's more or less keeping to himself. He's got his guitar should the mood strike him to play, but at the moment he's just eating something sweet. ]

I swear the food-stealing is totally canon. ._.

[justice_by_coma]

[Passes Some sweets to you since you're both apparently in the same area, all unwitting. Oh look. The return of Death-by-Chocolate.]

These are good.

[Not that he's eating much. Actually...come to think of it, he's stealing food off that pink-haired samurai guy's plate any time he sets it down. Weird. Okay.

And he's watching everyone. And taking notes in a notebook that looks like it has more little plastic tags than would be possible without suspending laws of physics. Is he seriously taking notes on peoples' dining habits? HE IS.]

[open!]

[itsahotone]

[Oh look, drinks! Santana's just gonna help herself, maybe sneak a snack or two, and people-watch. See if there's anyone worthy of her attention (other than Brittany, of course).]

Re: [open!]

[evil_dwarves]

Hi. [Said with typical Brittany nonchalance in her voice.]

You're pretty.

[itsahotone]

Hey. [She's just gonna hug Brittany again because she's so happy! YAY!]

Thanks, Britt. You are, too.

[evil_dwarves]

Girly hugs.... [Yes, that was sighed and the hug was returned, because Brittany loves hugs.]

We're both pretty.

[ OPEN ]

[toothdoctor]

[ Now that he actually knows what he's doing around here (well, kind of, anyway), Carl has taken a seat at the table, picking at what's on his plate but more absorbed with glancing around at the other people in the hall because A) he's heard the Lima, Ohio contingent is fairly large and any familiar face is a welcome one, and B) he doesn't really know anyone else yet. He may not be terribly hungry, but the spread is definitely appreciated. ]

[thedoegirl]

[ She sidles up, looking hesitant but trying to smile nonetheless. ]

Hey, there. This seat taken?

[toothdoctor]

Oh! Uh -

[ Let him pull out this chair before the butterflies kick in too hard. ]

- N-no, no, not at all. Come on, sit down.

[thedoegirl]

[ There's a single weak laugh. So, apparently he's still not quite himself. Oh, boy. Clearing her throat, she sits and puts her plate down on the table, trying to subtly keep her distance. ] Thanks.

So. How's the, um... Enjoying yourself so far?