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Ginny comes out of the woods looking dirty, bedraggled, scratched and happy.

She is holding a bunch of rope in one hand, and is leading three animals tied to the other ends. They look a lot like sheep, but the wool has a weird green color about it, and their legs are more like a dog's than any sheep Ginny has ever seen. There is a male, with curling horns, a female without, but with an udder heavy with milk, and a baby, without as much wool, trotting along side the mother. All of them are bleating loudly, but following along calmly enough.

For a dorky teen aged kid, Bobby has managed to set up quite an interesting array of stuff for the party (with the help of Residence staff members).

( Let's get this party started! )


[[ooc: Regular party etiquette, all are welcome, thread hop, post in in several places to get the max amount of tags and fun out of it all!]]

Ginny is moping.

She'd stayed in her room for a while when she saw the notice about the illness around Here, but had gotten cabin fever. Surely the infected person had been healed by now...

She's tried to chase away her blues with exercise, riding her broom, swimming...she even attempted to learn how to ride a bicycle. Nothing seems to be able to nudge her out of her mood, so she decides maybe company will so the trick.

She heads down to Blix bar and takes a seat at the counter, orders a butterbeer, and looks around for anything or anyone interesting.

Ginny is sitting by the pool, feet in the water. She's reading a book, and trying to figure out where the heck muggles get their ideas about witchcraft. Crazy.

Her wand is in her lap, and there are knitting needles in the air next to her, working by themselves to knit what appears to be a long green tube out of a fine, soft cotton.

Ginny thinks the new people that have shown up to take over for the manager while he's away are great! She had chatted with the woman who had made her tea this morning, and was now sitting on her way to the greenhouse to check on her plants.

The little red and white mint that she'd gotten after tea was an interesting little sweet...kind of like a mint humbug, but without the toffee in the center. She sucks on it cheerfully as she crosses the lawn, thinking she'll explore a bit today and see how muggles do things, now that it's not all magically taken care of.

Ginny is lying on a blanket outside near the golf course, mentally cursing Bobby Drake for leaving the swimming pool one large chunk of ice, making it impossible to swim. She could have used magic to melt it, but that isn't the point; and she's just being lazy.

There is an open book face down beside her, but for the most part she's just dozing in the shade.

Ginny is out by the telescopes tonight with her star charts, looking in vain for anything even remotely familiar to her or similar to sky she was used to being under. She suspected that she would have to make her own charts of the sky and its patterns to see what she could find.

It was a lonely feeling; she didn't even know if she was a speck in the sky to the people at home.

Derek was outside walking around the grounds, soaking up the warm rays of the sun.

There wasn't a whole lot to do here and he was still adjusting to that fact.

He walked along by the greenhouse and stopped to look at the plants inside.

If your pup has felt a malevolant or evil precense it has probably been Alucard who has been lurking in the shadows. Though since the wedding Alucard wants has decided to be seen and not just felt so today he is sitting in a chair in the lobby reading an old dusty book.

What: Lucas and Layla's reception, night, Saturday.
Who: Invitations were given out to many residents of Here, mainly OTA (OOC notes-No Tags from The Bunny AKA Mister Bunny, please and thank you kindly.)
Where:: Set on the golf course of Here, Wedding and reception. Under an arch of 13 cherry blossom trees. Reception held under a tent set up by Ms. Ginny Weasley.
Why:: Lucas and Layla want to finally set in stone their wedding nuptials with their friends and family like members of Here.
Summary: Wedding and Reception of Lucas Scott and Layla Williams-Scott, R for language tops.
Status: Incomplete.

(OOC notes: OK, I fretted on how to do this, so what I plan to do is to create a photo-album for the dress, an idea of what the wedding and then the reception is to look like. I will explain in as much detail as possible what everything will look like. The albums, I hope, will cut down on image overload. I will lay everything out as far as who is doing what, with who and where. I will do my best to separate the post into the bride and groom with wedding party and pastor. Then the next section can be set up as the guests reactions to the event. A separate post will be made for the reception. It will be more free for all, I will try an assimilate some type of order to it. What I think might work best is to have the wedding party separate, then each member invited to the wedding gets to post a blurb as a reaction to the wedding. Then I will make another post for them walking down the aisle to the end and people then can each post another reactionary blurb. the reception will be more thread like. This way things don't get clogged. I will add a string from each person Lucas gave out an invite too, then a blank section for those coming with a guest as a date or who didn't get an invite handed to them, but picked them up from the lobby. You can add your own names, also please add your own tags as you join, so we get an actual account of who showed and not a wrong account based on misinformation. Below I will list all the people involved in the wedding and reception events, their song, who is giving speeches, special dances, etc. Each will have their own string at the top. The free for all type threads can happen after all those threads happen. I figure we can attack each section as people join, but there will be a placeholder there for that specific thread to happen. IF anyone has a question, email me or google talk me at slavetoserendipity@gmail.com. The pictures I will be posting will not be exact renditions of how the areas will look, just a general idea.)

(See PICS provided with descriptions for reception, description of reception is included in wedding post: http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn7/Hippiechylde/Reception/ )


( Remember tonight, for it is the beginning of always.  )

What: Lucas and Layla's wedding, set at dusk, Saturday.
Who: Invitations were given out to many residents of Here, mainly OTA (OOC notes-No Tags from The Bunny AKA Mister Bunny, please and thank you kindly.)
Where:: Set on the golf course of Here, Wedding and reception. Under an arch of 13 cherry blossom trees. Reception held under a tent set up by Ms. Ginny Weasley.
Why:: Lucas and Layla want to finally set in stone their wedding nuptials with their friends and family like members of Here.
Summary: Wedding and Reception of Lucas Scott and Layla Williams-Scott, R for language tops.
Status: Incomplete.

(OOC notes: OK, I fretted on how to do this, so what I plan to do is to create a photo-album for the dress, an idea of what the wedding and then the reception is to look like. I will explain in as much detail as possible what everything will look like. The albums, I hope, will cut down on image overload. I will lay everything out as far as who is doing what, with who and where. I will do my best to separate the post into the bride and groom with wedding party and pastor. Then the next section can be set up as the guests reactions to the event. A separate post will be made for the reception. It will be more free for all, I will try an assimilate some type of order to it. What I think might work best is to have the wedding party separate, then each member invited to the wedding gets to post a blurb as a reaction to the wedding. Then I will make another post for them walking down the aisle to the end and people then can each post another reactionary blurb. the reception will be more thread like. This way things don't get clogged. I will add a string from each person Lucas gave out an invite too, then a blank section for those coming with a guest as a date or who didn't get an invite handed to them, but picked them up from the lobby. You can add your own names, also please add your own tags as you join, so we get an actual account of who showed and not a wrong account based on misinformation. Below I will list all the people involved in the wedding and reception events, their song, who is giving speeches, special dances, etc. Each will have their own string at the top. The free for all type threads can happen after all those threads happen. I figure we can attack each section as people join, but there will be a placeholder there for that specific thread to happen. IF anyone has a question, email me or google talk me at slavetoserendipity@gmail.com. The pictures I will be posting will not be exact renditions of how the areas will look, just a general idea.)

( The Wedding of Mr. Lucas Eugene Scott and Ms. Layla Sophie Williams. Please come and celebrate with them on this wonderful and special day. )

Down by the lake, Captain Hook is sitting out on the deck of his ship, watching the stars come down. "Nature at her prettiest, methinks."

Out on one of the porches, The Bunny has turned away from the spectacle, to continue working on his latest invention. It ticks ominously.

Somewhere int he forest, Sirius Black who completely missed the big sign, is staring upwards at a tree. This specific tree has his bike lodged rather high up in it, and his wand has quit working. Damn it.

And in the Lobby, Tim is staring at his hands in amazement and fear. He doesn't have any magic. None. He just assumed that whatever this was, he would be immune to it, but...

He pats down his coat pockets, trying to find something, anything magical that works. But there's not much in his pockets right now. Usually, they're much deeper. Tim finds himself unable to stand, slumping to the floor, muttering spells to himself in some vain hope that something will happen.

But there's nothing there.

Ginny doesn't like this. She hadn't really believed that her magic could be taken away from her--even temporarily--by a random celestial event. Her wand not working had unnerved her, and she still has it in the pocket of her cloak as she takes a thick blanket from her room outside to spread on the patio of the Residence.

She had spotted a ghost sitting in the library, and had felt comforted by the sight as she passed, but hadn't stopped to find out anything about her.

Now, she was lying on her back on the blanket in the dark, watching the streaks of light flare across the sky in a pretty wonderful show.

Ginny has been spending time in the greenhouse, attempting to grow some magical plants from seeds that Hagrid had in his pockets when he arrived. She has the pots all clearly marked with warning signs for any unwitting soul who might come near, and hopes that she will have some useful potions ingredients, eventually.

For now, she is washing her hands in the sink, ant putting away the potting supplies she hasn't used.

Ginny is standing on the roof with her broom in hand, looking out over the grounds as the sun sets. When did that greenhouse show up? She wonders if Hagrid has any good seeds for magical plants in the pockets of his coat--it wouldn't hurt to have some fresh potions supplies handy.

There is a smell of snow and wood smoke on the air, and everything seems pretty quiet.



...when did a ship show up in the lake?

Once again, Elaine is in the tearoom. She has her embroidery this time, a decoration of lilies on white linen fabric. She has been well, mostly. Her nightmares have somewhat abated and her sleeping schedule has gone back to normal.

She's been spending a goodly amount of time with Sparhawk, which she greatly enjoys. It is good to be with someone where one does not necessarily have to fill the time together with talk. Indeed, there are times when they must part that she wishes they did not have to. But Elaine must sleep sometime. She is not used to being awake long after dark.

It is good to lose herself in the simplicity of embroidery every so often. It gives her time to ponder things.

A note is posted in the Lobby, the Library, and pretty much everywhere there are people.

ATTENTION RESIDENTS

Because of the recent tragedy, in four days there shall be a memorial service for those lost in the cemetary in which they are buried. Anyone who wishes to speak, may do so, and if anyone knows the relegious orientations of those interred, please do let Timothy Hunter know, so the proper observances may be made.

The list of lost are:
Ellen Ripley
Artemis
Prue Haliwell
Piper Haliwell
Jor-el
Rose Tyler
Samuel Morse
Ardeth Bay
Jamie Fraser
Erik
Daniel Jackson
Wanda Maximoff
Michaela Banes
Christine Daae

If any have been missed, please add below.

((ooc:So, Friday, Tim will set up a post in the cemetary, and devote a thread to each of the deceased for people to talk about however they want. Do what you will, but defiling of graves will be frowned upon. *glares at the Bunny*))

Hop, hop, hop.

The Bunny eyes the empty lobby again, just to make sure it is still empty. If anyone sees him doing this, he's in big trouble. But sometimes, well, all the time really, he just has to follow his programming.

Which is telling him, someone has to pay.

So it is that he's carrying a small object, just about the size of an easter egg. Actually, it's painted to look like one too. But with some advanced knowledge, and future technology, the Bunny has created something quite powerful.

"Happy Birthday, buddy." With a quick two hops, he slams the egg into the delivery shoot and hits the button with both feet. After a smooth landing, his beady red eyes stare upwards, waiting for a rush of fire down the tube to tell him he's the new Manager of this place.

BOOM!

As pieces of the residence begin to fall down around his head, he can say but one thing.

"Oops."

((OOC:This is it boys and girls, the big badda boom! Enjoy yourselves.))

Ginny and Jamie start thier day exploring, but end it with a bang...Literally!

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