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[heardmermaids.livejournal.com]

Who: Any and all Hellsing Staff & guests they invite.
What: Fall dinner.
Where: Hellsing Guild Hall
When: Shundi evening.

At some point during the week, Sebastian posted a brief notice up on the staff bulletin board:

Autumn Dinner
Sunday Evening. Dining Hall. Potluck. BYOB.

When Sunday rolls around, Sebastian has brought along a tray of fruit, cheese, some preserves, and fresh bread.

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[platanera.livejournal.com]

Maggie's still posted up in the corner, not moving very much except to get a cup of soda or two, but that thing gets her attention. She could easily ignore the man and the little kid (though she can admit some kids are cute), but the dog or whatever looks like a dog plus a few extra eyes and legs. Not something she sees often back home.

"What the actual fuck?" Cover the kid's ears, Dad. Her language will only get worse.

[cailisairgid]

"That's a bad word," Liesl declares, with the self-importance of a clever nearly-five-year-old; she also likes to hold forth on her father's smoking habit and her grandmother was teaching her to object when people startle with a 'Jesus' or 'goddamn'. (Sol's training her out of the last one.)

"And that's a corgi, allegedly," Sol supplies, glancing at Maggie with a wryly raised eyebrow. "A, uh, pretty unique breed thereof."