voice & action ✪ in a town where blood ties are only blood

Jul 13, 2011 22:45

Potluck! Very, very important potluck. Sunday. Five PM. Cullen House, at its new location by the sea. Be there or be dragged there via earlobe by yours truly. Trust me -- you won't enjoy that option. [ this 'potluck' might, in fact, be an unexplained secret code for 'let us get together and discuss the grell situation'. ] Except you, Giles. Bones told me about your little extended stay in the clinic, post battle dome-ing. You're excused if you wanna be excused. No ear-pulling. [ and also because turning up at jack's house might not be healthy for all involved. ]

So, Luceti. My little baby sister turns twenty next week. This means that on the 21st, I'm commandeering Good Spirits -- which is a pretty fab bar, for all your New Feathers not yet in the know, tended by myself and a few other illustrious villagers -- and throwing her the bestest, funnest, most amazing twentieth birthday bash a girl who has been disappeared out of her own world and held captive in another could ask for. So what if you haven't met Dawn yet? Think of this as an excellent opportunity to do so. Dress code is smart but fun. Think cocktail party. Think LBDs and dress shoes.

And on a mostly entirely related note -- does anyone have a camera I could borrow for one night? Or if anyone sees one in the shops, can they give me a shout? I know I've seen some kicking around.

[ that seems to be the end of everything official, but the journal does catch the tail-end of buffy muttering to herself: ] Ugh. How do I manage to misplace my sunglasses when I've gotta own at least seven pairs already?

[ and the journal slams shut.

given that she got these announcements done rather early on in the day, buffy spends her wednesday afternoon catching some rays. to the left of house seven, she has set up a little patio lounger and is sunbathing. you can take the girl out of california, but you can't take the california out of the girl -- and this particular one wants her so-cal bronze back.

as she lounges, she reads. shock-horror, buffy summers is reading a book. little women. but she doesn't seem too far into it and occasionally can be found napping with the book propped on her stomach. ]

(ooc; edits for timelineliness -- i belatedly realized that there are hiatuses interfering with the filtered meeting-proposing so switched it to sunday and perhaps some backdating will be in order. ]

good spirits, investigating is my thing, let's pretend things are okay, !audio, thank god for summer, hi i'm buffy summers, barmaid of the year, buffy the drink pourer, hazing the rookies, old slayer; new tricks, !action, scooby talk, buffy is the honey

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