Bette's been getting this costume ready in secret for what feels like for forever and ever. Her partner in crime, Lily, has yet to show up but she'll be here. She's good at showing up on time for things
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Re: At Casa Harper_bird_of_flame_November 3 2007, 05:21:14 UTC
Bette is standing on the other side of Lily, with her eyes open a little wide. She can't quite get to the point of saying anything, somewhere between surprised and amused. Slowly, she turns to look at Dick.
And then she looks from Lily to Wally and tries not to laugh.
With the party already in full swing, two more costumed Titans make their entrance at the soirée, linked arm in arm, dressed in what, at first, look like period costumes. How he got talked into this, Grant will never know, but there he stands, dressed as Will Turner from "Pirates of the Caribbean," complete with fake facial hair. If anyone asks, this is Mar'i's idea - he was just along for the ride.
Of course, considering what his girlfriend had chosen as her costume for the evening, Grant certainly isn't about to complain. Having been up to his eyeballs in homework since the semester started, this is probably the first time in months that most of the other Titans have seen him. It's good to finally get out and get back in touch.
Looking over those assembled for the party, Grant pauses, his brows lifting when he spies Jack Sparrow. "Oh, you've got to be kidding," he says, glancing at Mar'i.
Mar'i checks her wig in the nearest reflective surface, then leans over to reassure Grant, a move that not coincidentally reminds him of her costume's low neckline. "Your butt looks much nicer in these pants."
"Hey, Donna," Grant says, glancing over her costume. Wow. No, see, this is wrong - he shouldn't be checking out her legs like that.
Thankfully, Mar'i's posture has the effect of drawing his attention away from Donna's legs. When they'd initially discussed costume ideas over a catalog in Mar'i's apartment, Grant had been totally certain about the idea. Then he saw the costume she was planning on wearing to Roy's party - it hadn't taken more than thirty seconds for him to agree.
"You didn't plan this with Roy, did you?" he asks the Tamaranean, grinning at her and gesturing to "Jack Sparrow."
As the party has progressed, she's been busy. She sent Cerdian on a mission while she worked outside.
Oooooohhh...has she been waiting to do this! Roman candles in a star formation, all pointed up and away from stuff like the internet said they should be sit on the ground awaiting launch. If she has that little buzz in the back of her mind that says this is a bad idea, she's ignoring it handedly.
She takes out a barbecue lighter and lights the fuse, then goes inside to watch the adults.
Re: Later...blackest_birdNovember 4 2007, 00:49:27 UTC
Raven is ... Raven. As always. She's never quite been able to fathom this appeal everyone on this planet has for pretending to be something one is not, and especially not this custom for consuming vast amounts of processed sugar that does unimaginably bad things to one's metabolism and health. Still, she's trying to be social. Even if that means, 'lurking near the buffet table and taking brief nibbles of a Sugar Cookie Snake in Graveyard Dust.'
She's not sure how confectioner's sugar resembles graveyard dirt in any fashion, but supposes it's really the sentiment that matters.
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This is putting a whole new spin on 'fuku' here.
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And then she looks from Lily to Wally and tries not to laugh.
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Bette looks over at the almost Nightwing and then toward Dick as Flash and then....
"I'm gonna go get a Zesti."
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Of course, considering what his girlfriend had chosen as her costume for the evening, Grant certainly isn't about to complain. Having been up to his eyeballs in homework since the semester started, this is probably the first time in months that most of the other Titans have seen him. It's good to finally get out and get back in touch.
Looking over those assembled for the party, Grant pauses, his brows lifting when he spies Jack Sparrow. "Oh, you've got to be kidding," he says, glancing at Mar'i.
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Thankfully, Mar'i's posture has the effect of drawing his attention away from Donna's legs. When they'd initially discussed costume ideas over a catalog in Mar'i's apartment, Grant had been totally certain about the idea. Then he saw the costume she was planning on wearing to Roy's party - it hadn't taken more than thirty seconds for him to agree.
"You didn't plan this with Roy, did you?" he asks the Tamaranean, grinning at her and gesturing to "Jack Sparrow."
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Oooooohhh...has she been waiting to do this! Roman candles in a star formation, all pointed up and away from stuff like the internet said they should be sit on the ground awaiting launch. If she has that little buzz in the back of her mind that says this is a bad idea, she's ignoring it handedly.
She takes out a barbecue lighter and lights the fuse, then goes inside to watch the adults.
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She's not sure how confectioner's sugar resembles graveyard dirt in any fashion, but supposes it's really the sentiment that matters.
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