Happy 17th
Who: Jackie, Nill, some other dudes who got invited
Where: Horton 305.
When: Tonight!
Rating: PG for adorable.
Summary: Nill's the birthday girl.
the log:
It was over a week late, but a party was still a party. And this one actually seemed like it might be okay. Assuming no one got shot.
Jackie was a bit annoyed at the shootings going around - not that shootings weren't usual in the Big Apple, but either he'd been here too long and forgot about that or he'd been here too long and gotten to be a goody-goody - but he tried to put them out of his mind for Nill's birthday. The scientists had been surprisingly nice, with the cake mix and the dress - it was cute, she'd look nice in it - and he still had sparklers from a failed attempt at a Fourth celebration. Not much (if they were back home where he could actually buy stuff, she'd probably get a pony or some shit), but it'd be good enough.
She was probably wondering why he'd chased her out of the kitchen when they'd already had dinner. Well, she probably smelled something by now. It was fortunately the kind of cake that didn't require much other than the mix itself (how did they make the mix anyway? Freeze dried stuff?), and the dress could be wrapped in a paper bag and a ribbon. It was very post-modern.
He poked his head into the living room, thinking that people should be arriving soon. And thinking of casually telling Nill to open the door if they did. Surprise!
[ooc: PS GUYS, THIS IS LIKE AN OPEN LOG, JUST TAG ALL AROUND AND HAVE FUN]
Where: Horton 305.
When: Tonight!
Rating: PG for adorable.
Summary: Nill's the birthday girl.
the log:
It was over a week late, but a party was still a party. And this one actually seemed like it might be okay. Assuming no one got shot.
Jackie was a bit annoyed at the shootings going around - not that shootings weren't usual in the Big Apple, but either he'd been here too long and forgot about that or he'd been here too long and gotten to be a goody-goody - but he tried to put them out of his mind for Nill's birthday. The scientists had been surprisingly nice, with the cake mix and the dress - it was cute, she'd look nice in it - and he still had sparklers from a failed attempt at a Fourth celebration. Not much (if they were back home where he could actually buy stuff, she'd probably get a pony or some shit), but it'd be good enough.
She was probably wondering why he'd chased her out of the kitchen when they'd already had dinner. Well, she probably smelled something by now. It was fortunately the kind of cake that didn't require much other than the mix itself (how did they make the mix anyway? Freeze dried stuff?), and the dress could be wrapped in a paper bag and a ribbon. It was very post-modern.
He poked his head into the living room, thinking that people should be arriving soon. And thinking of casually telling Nill to open the door if they did. Surprise!
[ooc: PS GUYS, THIS IS LIKE AN OPEN LOG, JUST TAG ALL AROUND AND HAVE FUN]