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firstofitskind) wrote2019-03-28 07:39 am
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MHA #6, Thursday Evening - PARTY!
Liam and Verity had decided to celebrate the whole 'officially moving in together' with a housewarming of sorts. Never mind that even before the rest of his stuff had made it over there, Liam had basically been living at the apartment in practice if not in name. Look, they wanted to throw a party, they were throwing a party. 'Housewarming' was just a convenient excuse.
The weapons that usually were strewn about the apartment had all been stashed in the bedroom, and there was a good selection of food and drinks (both alcoholic and non) laid out on the kitchen table. They might be in debt to the various restaurants in Fandom for providing the spread, but no one wanted to nosh on Verity's "leftover Chinese food fajita specials." The mice had even been bribed with a selection of the appetizers to stay away from the table of food. (They had not, however, been expressly forbidden from trying to convince anyone to give them food once it had left the table, so... fair warning.)
Coats go in the spare room and please don't touch the Barbie Dream House. Unless invited to by the mice, of course.
[ooc: up early for SP because things like timezones and work get in the way. open to all friends, neighbours, ex-housemates, coworkers, friends-of-friends, etc. basically, if you're an adult you got an invite.]
The weapons that usually were strewn about the apartment had all been stashed in the bedroom, and there was a good selection of food and drinks (both alcoholic and non) laid out on the kitchen table. They might be in debt to the various restaurants in Fandom for providing the spread, but no one wanted to nosh on Verity's "leftover Chinese food fajita specials." The mice had even been bribed with a selection of the appetizers to stay away from the table of food. (They had not, however, been expressly forbidden from trying to convince anyone to give them food once it had left the table, so... fair warning.)
Coats go in the spare room and please don't touch the Barbie Dream House. Unless invited to by the mice, of course.
[ooc: up early for SP because things like timezones and work get in the way. open to all friends, neighbours, ex-housemates, coworkers, friends-of-friends, etc. basically, if you're an adult you got an invite.]
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She definitely caught the crack in his voice.
"Aw. Was that a weird experience?"
Beauregard, don't act like you're the pinnacle of smoothness when confronted by a naked woman, just because you're more used to it.
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Fjord cleared his throat, all the better to make words happen that were not squeaky disasters.
"I--" Ahem. "I mean. She was on a shelf. Knocked over some tools I went to clean up."
A pause.
"Landed on me."
Yeah, you could probably fry an egg on those big ears of his, for as hot as they were getting.
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"Yeah," Fjord agreed, emphatically. He wasn't even sure what he was agreeing to, but if it would give him a moment to re-gain his composure, all the better. "But I fixed the supply closet door yesterday. So, day just about breaks even?"
He wasn't even sure what kind of math he'd just done to come to that conclusion.
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Because you were a disaster lesbian, Beau.
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"Well. Uh." Man couldn't blush any more, his face would explode.
"I mean, I might've hit my thumb with the hammer a few times."
He held up a hand with a bruised thumb and a busted nail by way of demonstration.
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"... Probably not."
Even Fjord sounded a little dubious about that one.
"They grow back, anyway."
He'd had worse.
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"Eh. You'll live. It's fine."
In her totally expert opinion.
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"Reasonably certain the wound isn't fatal," Fjord agreed, smiling wryly. "And I learned a hard lesson about paying attention to what I'm doing with a hammer."
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"Yeah, I kn--" Wait for it. "Beau!"
Little slow on the uptake today, Fjordie.
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Really, it was a wonder his ears were not actually, literally on fire.
He coughed.
"I guess now's about two beats too late to say I know what I'm doin' with my tools just fine, huh?"
Lil' bit, chum.
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... Buddy.
Buddy.
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You were getting the most pitying look, Fjord.
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Well, he'd tried. And now he was clearing his throat a little.
"You, uh, you missed accidental pirates in my class on Tuesday," he said, going for the complete topic-swap and unwittingly touching on what was basically the story of their life going forward. Oops.
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With no sense of irony, apparently.
"Wait, was this a Danger Shop thing? Because that would be the only exception."
Not really, no. The as yet unassembled collective chaotic energy of the Mighty Nein would be the other exception.
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Nope. Sorry guys.
"You can't accidentally raid a ship."
Well.
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"Maybe not quite like this." A pause. "There was choreography, Beau."
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Well. The ones who had been in class that day, anyway.
"Keyleth did her level best to convince them that piracy just wasn't the way."
What a good kid.
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