Dorm Lobby, Sunday Evening

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

In the lobby is a big-ass banner that reads "WELCOME HOME TIME TRAVELLERS AND AWAY TEAMS AND WORLD SAVERS AND EVERYONE". And... that's more or less it.

On a table in the corner is punch and pie. JUST punch and pie, and the punch comes pre-spiked. There's also a box with a sign on it that says "NO PIE unless you deposit souvenirs here". Feel free to ignore it.

Sokka, after the TREMENDOUS effort involved in planning a shindig such as this, is sitting on the couch and rubbing his eyes, which are still dry and burning from earlier.

Comments

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"I don't suppose I can find these things and bash 'em to bits?"

[raspberryturk]

"If the explosives that Rikku set off on those things the other day wasn't enough to make a scratch, I'm thinkin' it'd just be a cathartic sorta beatin' on crap," he said. And then tilted his head, considering. "...Which, you know, ain't half bad, either."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"I am all for the catharsis of blowing up stuff," Mel admitted. "That's just all sorts of rocketship."

[raspberryturk]

"Sokka mentioned gettin' a crapload of actual statues and settin' 'em up just to smash 'em to bits. Ain't nothin' like the real thing, really, but the whole 'crumbling to dust' part would be satisfyin', anyhow."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"That would totally work for me. I have a bit of aggression I need to work out."

[raspberryturk]

"Sweet. I'll write the check for 'em to Sokka as soon as he gets around to placin' the order, yo."