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baedalites ([personal profile] baedalites) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs2011-12-22 05:20 pm

Bite they little heads off! Nibble on they tiny feet!

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Catenrat party.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Givdi the 22nd of Toidaren
Notes: The topic threads are just suggestions; if you've got somewhere else that your characters simply must be, make your own thread. When your characters are ready to leave, they'll be given a little wooden cheese, a glass fish, and a voucher for a big basket of snacks.
Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.




The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap. Above the doorway and wound through a few of the sets of antlers some enterprising soul has placed a garland decorated with little blue and green fish.
toldastory: (eating)

[personal profile] toldastory 2011-12-26 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Food. Yes, Martha was definitely in need of some food. The sweet-and-deadly liquor that she'd been drinking was rolling about a largely empty stomach, and while the feeling of being tipsy was fun, she didn't want it to move into the realm of illness.

It was sheer dumb luck that had made it so that Martha had found herself in possession of nearly an entire pizza. She'd missed real pizza, and the cheese was still in that delightful molten state. If only it had pepperoni on it then everything would be perfect with the world.
requiresssacrifice: Rex is confident I guess (confident)

[personal profile] requiresssacrifice 2011-12-26 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Rex, himself, was somewhat tipsy-- just enough to feel warm, a little loose, but not enough to lose control over himself. Now that he'd had a few drinks, he wandered back to the lounge to seek out some more free food. If there were any peanuts left, they were going to be wrapped up and shoved in his pocket for later snackage. He moved over to the peanut bowls, frowning when he found them empty. Damn. Rex grabbed a handful of pretzels and started away, then spotted Martha with practically an entire pizza. He stared at her for a moment, then... Well, what the hell.

"You're not going to eat all of that yourself, are you?"
toldastory: (hopeful)

[personal profile] toldastory 2011-12-26 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
The familiar voice threw her for a moment, and she blinked quickly, having a distinct sense of deja vu. Right, Rex was here too, and she knew him and they were still in the city after being chosen from gods. Blimey, it still sounded silly especially when it came to her slightly spinny mind.

"I hadn't decided," Martha admitted, and then she shifted the plate towards him with a smile. "You can have some if you like. It's just cheese though. I didn't catch pepperoni." Regret at that? Definitely.
requiresssacrifice: Rex is making some kind of neutral face (hmm)

[personal profile] requiresssacrifice 2011-12-26 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Rex looked at the pizza, considering, then took a slice. He wasn't hungry, really, but another slice of free pizza wasn't going to hurt him. (Great, it was like he was back in college.)

"Thanks," he said, folding the slice over itself. "Where's your... husband?"
toldastory: (doctor through the stars)

Derp derp internetfail derp

[personal profile] toldastory 2011-12-26 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"He's about here somewhere. We split up so I could watch the movie. I haven't seen a movie in ages and it was brilliant. Sev isn't really a movie fan." One of his few (but largest, in Martha's esteem) failings.

"How are you finding things here?"