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slayer_fray ([personal profile] slayer_fray) wrote2005-08-11 03:42 pm
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[Milliways: Suite 132 Suitewarming]

Lilly and Mel have out done themselves.

There's no theme to this party, no gimmicks, other than the 'welcome to our suite and please get very drunk' idea, and this aim has been faciliatated by the huge numbers of bottles of all sorts of alcohol covering the galley kitchen. The breakfast bar boasts five huge bowls of punch, the dining table is covered in assorted snacks and dips, and brightly coloured balloons cover the floor, and, despite the best efforts by a certain boyfriend to use helium for comedy voice purposes, the ceiling as well.

The door to the main bathroom stands open, and a large pile of freshly laundered towels stand on the way to the hot tub, above which a large sign declares: clothing optional.

Mel's bedroom door is shut and locked, protecting weaponry and other valuables, while Lilly's room is opened, and her Bathroom is very clearly labelled.

Out on the balcony, the barbeque takes pride of place among a vast amount of meat, just waiting to be made use of.

The centre of the living area is cleared, but a box of Twister has been placed very obviously on top of the locked entertainment centre.

Suite 132 is open for business

[identity profile] henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com 2005-08-13 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Indy snickers as he recalls Shortie in Shanghai. You call him Doctor Jones, doll!

"See I think of you as more of a Kissy than a Stabby. But you can call me whatever you like, Henry included, 'cause I loves ya."
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[personal profile] the_lioness 2005-08-13 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
*Alanna suddenly has a dagger in her hand. Where did it come from? It's a mystery. She examines the blade and smiles absently.*

Well, you have second hand evidence for Kissy. Don't make me provide an eyewitness account as to why Stabby works just as well.

*She grins.*

[identity profile] henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com 2005-08-13 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Indy pouts at the knife, and then her dress.

"How'd you do that?"
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[personal profile] the_lioness 2005-08-13 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
*She smiles knowingly and nods.*

Oh, Indy. You only wish you knew. If I make another huge mistake, maybe I'll show you.

*Grinning, she races off.*

[identity profile] henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com 2005-08-13 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Indy growls to himself, resolves to do some plotting with Delia and wanders off to start cooking on the balcony—cooking being a very loose term to describe what he ends up doing.