RP post for the ski weekend Starts Friday goes through the weekend
ooc: The post is open to im_ironman, manorly_wayne, not_a_savage, parkerpete, luthor_legacy, rodofasclepius, and starcityqueen Due to several different ooc reasons, this weekend has been pushed back a few times, and it's plot necessary that it be snowing like a mofo so. Handwaving will ensue and here lies a freak snowstorm. Stranger things have happened, just talk to the people who got the hurricane in Maine last year.
Due to all the different timezones we're having to coordinate here, this isn't set up for any posting order. Bruce tagging in on Saturday morning or Tony arriving at whatever time he got there, doesn't mean that they necessarily arrived before others. It's up to you when your person got here. Since Bruce is arriving on Saturday, I've put up a Friday arrivals for those of you on a different timezone so you can comment there!
Kara Marie promised to handle all the details of Harry's ski weekend. She booked travel arrangements for those who weren't flying out of Gotham, and secured a beautiful chalet for the eight of them to stay in. Harry was grateful for her handling the details. Things had been busy at work, and frankly he was worried about having Tony and Bruce in the same Country, much less the same Chalet. There was going to be an indoor pool, a bbq area, and a huge jacuzzi. There would be plenty of ski equipment for those who didn't usually ski.
There would be lots of Scotch.
Thank fuck for the Scotch. Nick volunteered to tackle the grilling, and Harry was more than happy to leave him to it. People would be arriving in as they could. Harry half expected Bruce and/or Tony to find reasons not to come.
Then he arrived at the Chalet and realized there were five bedrooms. He almost prayed one of them wouldn't show up. Because he was going to need to figure out how to assign rooms.
"I'll bunk with whomever, Harry. It's not a big deal." Nick was always so good natured about this.
"Yeah, you and Peter and Jack aren't the problems." He couldn't even begin to explain the complexities of having Tony, Bruce, Lex and Oliver under the same roof for a weekend. There was a reason he was grateful he didn't attend school at the same time as the rest of them. Alumni reunions were intense enough.
Five rooms, eight people. How do you do it fairly?
Tony and Lex, Bruce and Ollie, Nick and Peter, Harry and Jack.
That would work right?
Harry pondered this and then shook his head. Nope. Better plan.
Tony in his own room. Bruce in his own room. Lex and Peter could geek out about Science together, Ollie and Nick could be nice guys together, and Harry would catch up with Jack. He was careful to make sure Tony and Bruce were in rooms as far away from each other as possible. He positioned Lex and Peter in the room closest to Tony's, Nick and Ollie in the room closest to Bruce's, and as usual, he placed himself directly in the middle.
Some things never changed.
The snow seemed to be coming down a lot harder than he expected as people began to arrive. Checking the weather report, he didn't see any reason to be overly concerned. Instead, he made his rounds, trying to be a good host, and keeping everyone happy.
It was forty-eight hours. What was the worst that could happen?
Due to all the different timezones we're having to coordinate here, this isn't set up for any posting order. Bruce tagging in on Saturday morning or Tony arriving at whatever time he got there, doesn't mean that they necessarily arrived before others. It's up to you when your person got here. Since Bruce is arriving on Saturday, I've put up a Friday arrivals for those of you on a different timezone so you can comment there!
Kara Marie promised to handle all the details of Harry's ski weekend. She booked travel arrangements for those who weren't flying out of Gotham, and secured a beautiful chalet for the eight of them to stay in. Harry was grateful for her handling the details. Things had been busy at work, and frankly he was worried about having Tony and Bruce in the same Country, much less the same Chalet. There was going to be an indoor pool, a bbq area, and a huge jacuzzi. There would be plenty of ski equipment for those who didn't usually ski.
There would be lots of Scotch.
Thank fuck for the Scotch. Nick volunteered to tackle the grilling, and Harry was more than happy to leave him to it. People would be arriving in as they could. Harry half expected Bruce and/or Tony to find reasons not to come.
Then he arrived at the Chalet and realized there were five bedrooms. He almost prayed one of them wouldn't show up. Because he was going to need to figure out how to assign rooms.
"I'll bunk with whomever, Harry. It's not a big deal." Nick was always so good natured about this.
"Yeah, you and Peter and Jack aren't the problems." He couldn't even begin to explain the complexities of having Tony, Bruce, Lex and Oliver under the same roof for a weekend. There was a reason he was grateful he didn't attend school at the same time as the rest of them. Alumni reunions were intense enough.
Five rooms, eight people. How do you do it fairly?
Tony and Lex, Bruce and Ollie, Nick and Peter, Harry and Jack.
That would work right?
Harry pondered this and then shook his head. Nope. Better plan.
Tony in his own room. Bruce in his own room. Lex and Peter could geek out about Science together, Ollie and Nick could be nice guys together, and Harry would catch up with Jack. He was careful to make sure Tony and Bruce were in rooms as far away from each other as possible. He positioned Lex and Peter in the room closest to Tony's, Nick and Ollie in the room closest to Bruce's, and as usual, he placed himself directly in the middle.
Some things never changed.
The snow seemed to be coming down a lot harder than he expected as people began to arrive. Checking the weather report, he didn't see any reason to be overly concerned. Instead, he made his rounds, trying to be a good host, and keeping everyone happy.
It was forty-eight hours. What was the worst that could happen?