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[wearyheadtorest]

Who: Hellsing personnel
What: The meet-and-greet barbecue.
Where: Out in back of Hellsing HQ.
When: Givdi, beginning in the afternoon, stretching on into the night.
Notes: Dean's network post will be the first comment, after that, just tag in at will to create new threads at the barbecue itself.
Warnings: Contains Alucard. Also contains Dean Winchester. Further warnings to be added as we go AW SHIT I NEED TO WARN PEOPLE ABOUT THAT.

About midday, a call goes out on the Hellsing filter from Dean, setting this thing up.

By mid-afternoon, with help, there are a couple of grills going, crabs on the boil, tables lined up in the grass behind the guild hall. There's meat, there's shellfish, there's vegetables and side dishes. There's even some wine and beer.

Hello, Hellsing. Come meet and greet your fellow operatives.

Comments

[heardmermaids.livejournal.com]

"Less crab and more that I'm a bit like a bad penny," he says with a small, quiet sort of smile. While not a particularly demonstrative man, Jack ought to be able to tell that Sebastian is pleased to see him.

"Really, I just work here."

[51stcentury]

"Like a bad penny?" Jack asked. Usually, he was better with modern slang, but every now and again there was one thing that escaped him, having lived a sheltered life with Torchwood during the 20th century, and this was definitely one of those times. "What d'you mean by that, then?" he added, with a smile/