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Tweak says, "in ur joornalz!"

Travis Marks (travis_marks) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2013-04-27 11:38:00

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*complete, 2013 04, character: bud hammond, character: douglas hammond, character: elaine barrish hammond, character: margaret barrish, character: maura isles, character: thomas hammond, character: travis marks

RP: Travis, the Hammonds, the Barrishes
Who: Travis, TJ, Doug, Maura, Elaine, Bud and Margaret
Where: Blue Bayou
When: Saturday, April 27, 2013
Summary: they celebrate TJ's seventh month of sobriety

Travis had worn his suit pants with a bottoned down shirt. It was nothing like he would normal wear at the parks. He was a jeans kind of guy. Even at work, where most detectives wore a suit, he still prefered jeans, something he got away with, because of his past years in undercover. To say that this was unusual was an understatement, but then, TJ would know.

Unlike TJ's birthday, he didn't tell TJ what he should wear. While they had reservation at the Blue Bayou, no one would have cared if they had gone in with jeans. Of course, it wasn't surprising to see the rest of the family dressed up as well, or dressed up by touristy standards. They probably considered it normal.

They met at six after spending the day doing different things (although Doug and Maura had spent plenty of time with them), and went to the restaurant. The Blue Bayou was the 'in' restaurant at the park, but it was still in a dark room, with a ride going through it, and yeah, there was nothing sophisticated or grand, except for the price tag. Although Travis figured that even that, they'd find cheap.

Dinner was relatively normal, if one considered where they were and their situation, but as they were finishing their meals and getting ready for dessert, they had more of a chance to talk. Travis grinned at TJ. "I'm not sure anyone celebrates a seventh month anniversary, but in case I haven't said it lately, I am very proud of you," he said softly as he leaned over and kissed TJ.

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hammond_tj
2013-04-27 06:34 pm UTC (link)

"You know, I remember when they were building this place," Nana interjected. "Word around town in Las Vegas was that Disney was nuts. It would never get off the ground, let alone make a sustainable income. He should have stuck to the original plan to build a small park at the studio in Burbank. If I recall, there was a heat wave of over 110 degrees and a plumbers' union strike on opening day. They were cutting it so close to the wire, the asphalt wasn't entirely dry and high heels actually sank into the street. That was 1955 and here we are today. Maybe the dreamers know something the rest of the world hasn't figured out, yet."

"Really, Nana? You were paying attention to the construction of a theme park outside L.A. while living your Vegas dream?" TJ smiled.

"Well, I might have been too preoccupied with being romanced by my second husband-to-be and potty training your mother at the time. But, I read about it."

"I think it's charming," Maura added. "There are several glaring historical inaccuracies in the architecture and costuming, of course. Still, there is a certain charm to things here. It's rare to find so many happy people in one place these days. And not just the tourists. I don't think I've ever had so many friendly, smiling people wait on me in years. And the barbershop quarter was really quite talented. It's surprising to hear those kinds of harmonies with so much of today's culture being tied up in pop music and hip house music."

"Hip Hop," TJ said, chuckling. "House went out with 90s. It's Hip Hop, today."

"Oh. Well, that. I still liked the quarter very much."

TJ smiled. It never ceased to amuse him that Maura could speak in depth and with perfect accuracy about obscure points of science, math, history, literature...and get confused by pop culture she should have grown up around much like they had. Even if he knew Doug had no interest, TJ still liked her and thought the company was good for his brother even if there was nothing else there. Reaching up, he removed Travis' hand from his hair and laced their fingers together instead. As good as it felt to have Travis play with his hair, TJ had a hard time resisting the impulse to close his eyes and relax into it...something he couldn't afford to do in front of his parents. The moment he relaxed was always the moment they chose to strike with whatever criticism was coming next.

"Well, I can't deny enjoying the Haunted Mansion all three times...but that had nothing to do with the ride," he told Travis, smirking. "Are we going back to the other park for that dance club they have going tonight?"

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