Magic/Support Reserves: the Preserve, Wednesday After Classes

[thatsamilkshake]

When the magic and support reservists showed up to the preserve this afternoon, instead of four girls standing around in front of a table full of food, they'd find four girls on a white sheet spread out on the grass, in a large, twisted pile of arms and legs and assorted other parts.

One of those parts was Francine's face, which was, thankfully, free enough of the human spaghetti-monster that she could say: "Hi, guys! Don't worry, we're fine!"

She'd say and not doing anything dirty but she was Francine and the concept of whose elbow is that and what is it doing there had only just occurred to her. With an eep. That she was trying hard to suppress, not joke about. "We're just demonstrating a teambuilding exercise!"

Yes. That was what the kids were calling it these days.

"It's a game called Twister, for those of you who don't know it, but the object here isn't to be the last person upright when everybody else falls: it's to support your teammates so everybody can keep going for as long as possible, whether that's with magic or just a nice strong shoulder to lean on."

Tara was flushed as she pried herself loose enough to talk. The position she'd been wedged into had given her a good chance at guessing not just the other girls' bra sizes, but also whether they favored underwires or padding. "If you haven't played before," she observed, "it really helps to be flexible and, uh, not too shy about contact."

She was working on that part. Really.

Raven was utterly convinced now that Earth games were created by the insane. That was the only possible explanation for this "Twister." Either that or it had to belong in 'Dite's shop. "It might also be considered good practice on control for those of you whose powers are based on or intensified by touch," she added.

She was really hoping that no one in the pile started to daydream about, say, Kennedy or Katchoo, or she was going to get a mindful of it.

If Karla was unusually silent, it might have had something to do with her Craft being the major factor in the pile of girls not being a collapsed pile of girls. Or maybe the fact that the answer to Tara's guessing game for most of them was 'Padding? Ahahaahahahaha.'

[OOC: Writtenated with the lovely life_inshadow and trigons_child, with Karla's boobs presence totally modded with permission. OPEN!]

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Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[thatsamilkshake]

The table full of food was there; it was just off to the side a bit. Baked goods were still here for your nomming pleasure: today it was sugar cookies with red, blue, green and yellow M&M's embedded in them. Hmm, why did that look familiar?

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter just sort of blinked at the activity of the day, and decided he'd be over by the table, idly snacking on a cookie. The game of twister, well... you'll have a bit of difficulty talking him into that.

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[stylin-wizard.livejournal.com]

Alex was all for attempting twister. For now, though, she helped herself to a sugar cookie. Like she could resist.

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Oooh! Twister! Robin had always wanted to try that game. And cookies. Cookies was always good.

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy snagged a handful of cookies and leaned against a tree to watch; it might be a bit of a struggle not to laugh, or make some kind of comment that would make a bunch of people blush. (Possibly all of the leaders. Huh. Well, maybe not Karla, but...)

This was all kind of adorable, and hilarious, and she was not going to make cracks about flexibility, she wasn't...

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo could be supportive, see? And also here because clearly I hate myself.

. . . of Francine, at least, if not of the student body in general, but she'd pass that off with some creative semantic hair-splitting as counting perfectly fine under the definition. Cigarette dangling from her fingers, she was slouched against a rock a short distance away (god, Chewie, smoking in the preserve? Smokey the Bear weeps) and watching.

Francine was getting teased so hard for this later.

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[wwiii]

Warren had turned up to the meeting today mostly for a place on the support end of the spectrum, and was grinning a little at the activity, shaking his head as he reached for a cookie.

Francine was here. He had faith that Francine would not allow cookies of a questionable nature at these meetings.

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

This was the support group to help prepare for invasions? .... Seriously?

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

Tim picked up a couple of cookies and stood away from the Twister mats.

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[glacial_queen]

Oh, that would never, ever do. Tim, prepare to be pounced.

"Kiss kiss!" Karla said, reaching out to tug at his arm. "Perfect. You are one of the people I was hoping to find. I'm setting up another Twister game!"

Re: Arrive/Mingle [7/14]

[bamf-tastic.livejournal.com]

Twister. There would be WAY too much touching involved, and someone would almost certainly discover his secret.

Kurt took one look at the mats and turned around to leave again.

Twist and Shout! [7/14]

[thatsamilkshake]

Oh look, more sheets laid out on the ground, with red, blue, green and yellow dots on them, and a spinner and simple rules beside to each one.

Grab a partner (Or two! Somebody has to spin, after all) and see how long you can use your skills, both magical and non, to keep everyone from tumbling to the ground.

Re: Twist and Shout! [7/14]

[stylin-wizard.livejournal.com]

Alex was up for manning the spinner or being one of the people on the mat. She wasn't picky. Now, all she needed was a partner or two.

Re: Twist and Shout! [7/14]

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Upon closer examination of the sheets, Robin realized he wasn't built for this game. Which was disappointing, but maybe he could still man the spinner.

"Hi Alex." he said as he hopped up. "Need anyone to call out the colors?"

Re: Twist and Shout! [7/14]

[wwiii]

Warren made his way to one of the mats, looking it over and laughing faintly to himself. He had an impressive sense of balance, and so he didn't doubt that he'd get through this mostly unscathed.

Too bad there wasn't any chance of hitting a "Right wing, yellow."

Re: Twist and Shout! [7/14]

[glacial_queen]

"Kiss kiss," Karla said, coming up behind him. "You look like you need some people to play with." The grin she flashed him was not at all filled with mischief, really.

Talk to the Leaders [7/14]

[thatsamilkshake]

Once they, erm. Untwist themselves and ping in.

Re: Talk to the Leaders [7/14]

[trigons_child]

Raven was there and detangled. And trying to act casual.

Re: Talk to the Leaders [7/14]

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Raven." Scully was still looking doubtful and also kind of bzuh? about this. Because she hated team-building exercises, partly. "I thought I'd stop by. See what you guys did to get ready for invasions around here."

... played Twister. Apparently.

Re: Talk to the Leaders [7/14]

[glacial_queen]

"Raven! I neeeeed you!"

Be afraid, Raven. Be very afraid. Karla is grinning.

Re: Talk to the Leaders [7/14]

[life_inshadow]

Tara sat on the ground, quietly prodding at a bruise on her ankle. She'd not been a picture of grace while she got detangled.

Re: Talk to the Leaders [7/14]

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine was there and slightly red-faced, partially from exertion and partially from.... HER HAND SLIPPED, OKAY?

Re: Talk to the Leaders [7/14]

[glacial_queen]

Karla had been here the entire time, really. And was most certainly not being bitter about the only one for whom padding might be a necessity.

OOC [7/14]

[thatsamilkshake]

Aaaaand I'm off to board meeting ASAP, so Francie won't be pinging in for a bit.

Re: OOC [7/14]

[brat_inslayage]

GOD, RAVEN. *checks the exclamation off the daily quota!*