Second Floor Common Room; Friday Evening [09/01].

[somethingwithturquoise]

The need for parties and the social status assumed to go along with them was probably the easiest part of roboSummer's programming, easily the best lynch pin that connected the two Summer, that would make someone look at her eagerness to host a party and thinking yup, definitely Summer, nothing wrong here! She'd decked the place out with glitter and streamers, started pumping some sweet tunes, and made sure all the food and beverages were readily available and spread out on the table and counters.

And now all she needed was people.

...she really hoped there would be people, but, unlike OG Summer, she would definitely survive if there weren't.

Whoo, party!

[[ ocd incoming! has landed. go wild. ]]

Comments

Re: General Mingling - First Week Survival Party - 09/01.

[intotheout]

"We got hit by a hurricane," Tip said. "Which apparently picked up a bunch of sharks and flung them all over the island. You can't really blame them for smashing into things and biting people."

Re: General Mingling - First Week Survival Party - 09/01.

[justice_undone]

"It... would be expected, under the circumstances, yes," Breq said. "Is the weather usually that bad?"

Re: General Mingling - First Week Survival Party - 09/01.

[intotheout]

"No, usually it's nice. We'll get snow storms sometimes in the winter, but other than that, it's pretty mild."

Re: General Mingling - First Week Survival Party - 09/01.

[justice_undone]

That didn't sound too bad, then.

"So have you been eating sharks since then? Provided they edible?"

This was meant to be said jokingly, but since neither Breq's voice nor her facial expression conveyed that, it might not be obvious.