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Lake Party Shore Post, Day Two

Feb 13, 2005 15:36

*The sun is shining just as brightly as it did yesterday ( Read more... )

shelley winters, peter wiggin, chloe o'brian, michael westen, lorelai gilmore, buffy summers, simon tam, asmodean, bernard mickey wrangle, richard mayhew, cuthbert allgood, jonathan levinson, mouse, polexia, michael guerin, will stanton, yrael, indiana jones, alanna of trebond, where's wally, ace (pyro), faith lehane, hyde, river tam, liam pace, angelina johnson, spike spiegel, cordelia vorkosigan, tonks, abigail whistler, lake party, wash, mina harker, penny lane, lucas, david talbot, elaine le blanke, lady death, eddie dean, connor macleod, gretchen ross, tim hunter, joe manco, tinkerbell, charlie pace, raphael, moiraine, angel dumott schunard, sunny baudelaire, adam/felicia whiteley, ginevra of solinde

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_lady_death February 13 2005, 20:41:32 UTC

And Lady Death is one of those who never left. She heads to the tables of food and picks and chooses some from the selection, then returns to her towel with it.

mogget_cat February 13 2005, 20:48:04 UTC

*Yrael finally gives in and comes outside. His pale skin seems a bit too bright for the sunlight, but he doesn't fear getting a sunburn. He decides that even if he doesn't get in the water, no one will begrudge him a catnap in the sunshine. He carries the white towel the bar gave him over to a clear spot on the grass and lays it out.*

*Few creatures are better at comfortable lounging than a cat.*

ms_w_harker February 13 2005, 21:27:00 UTC

Mr. Q has apparently escaped Mina's grasp and there's a tan-and-white blur racing out the door.

mogget_cat February 13 2005, 21:33:42 UTC

*Yrael, with his fedora pulled down over his eyes as he lounges, doesn't see the tan-and-white bullet.*

ms_w_harker February 13 2005, 21:38:05 UTC

The bullet, however spies him. And since said bullet is feeling frisky, it slows down to subsonic speed, then to sneak-speed.

The cold nose is aimed at the spot just behind the ear.

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maid_of_astolat February 13 2005, 20:51:14 UTC

Elaine comes down to the shore, in the same red bikini and white dress that she'd found in her closet yesterday. Another beautiful day. Another good day for Elaine.

She settles down with a plate of food and a beer and enjoys the day.

mogget_cat February 13 2005, 20:59:52 UTC

*Yrael sees Elaine from where he is stretched out, enjoying the sunshine. He smiles to her and waves.*

maid_of_astolat February 13 2005, 21:03:26 UTC

Elaine waves back. He cannot really be a cat, can he...? she thinks, remembering the conversation that she and Ace had yesterday.

Aloud, she asks, "How are you today, Yrael? Enjoying the day?"

mogget_cat February 13 2005, 21:15:37 UTC

*He grins and sits up, smoothly.*

I am well, Elaine. Enjoying the sunshine and the warm day. And you? How have you been? We have not spoken in quite a long time.

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the_woodpecker February 13 2005, 20:52:34 UTC

*Sunscreen charm firmly in place, Bernard is once again stretched out on a blanket by the shore in swim trunks and a wifebeater. He's not quite so far away from the crowd today. He's reading Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris, and is therefore snickering pretty much constantly.*

talented_biter February 13 2005, 20:57:00 UTC

Sunny is happily scribbling creating more fine works of art with her crayons and paper.

the_woodpecker February 13 2005, 21:03:01 UTC

*Bernard smiles and watches her for a minute, before dropping a kiss on the crown of her head and going back to his book.*

talented_biter February 13 2005, 21:04:42 UTC

She works in silence for a while, tongue sticking out slightly, before proudly putting her crayons down and presenting the picture to Ber'd.

( ... )

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ihlini_witch February 13 2005, 21:03:44 UTC

Ginevra comes out the back door.

The server Gilbert had something about celebrations taking place?

Ginevra has no idea what these people are celebrating, but she can at least have a look and perhaps a glass of light, cool white wine?

The place is very pleasant, at least, and people seem to be in very good spirits.

forsaken_bard February 14 2005, 03:18:52 UTC

Asmodean walked slowly up to her. He, unlike nearly every person at the lake, was dressed in black finery. He paused and tilted his head to the side as if studying her. Eventually he spoke.

"Have you need of a bard?"

ihlini_witch February 14 2005, 09:10:23 UTC

Ginevra smiles at the oddness of the question.

Get used to the weirdness, the young woman Meg had said.

"Not immediately, no," she anwswers, smiling.

[[OOC: Sorry, mun was asleep! Is on GMT +1]]