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thefolder2013-06-18 12:56 am
renegadedriving) wrote in thefolder2013-06-18 12:56 am
Adults are basically 12 year olds with more alcohol
Who: Shepard, Garrus, Shepard's adult CR
What: In order to introduce her boyfriend to her friends, Shepard throws a party. With bacon. And beer. And anything others bring!
When: Backdated to Friday
Where: The Communal Kitchen
[Today, Shepard is introducing Garrus to the adults of terminal. They’ve settled into the communal kitchen, and Shepard has pulled out all the supplies she’ll need to make bacon.]
[And there are multiple 6-packs of beer on the counter.]
You ready for the least conventional human dinner party of your life?
Are we talking our sort of “conventional,” or the actual, boring kind?
The ‘I have no idea if this even counts as a dinner party anymore’ kind.
Somehow, I just knew that was going to be the answer
[Although judging from his amused grin he’s not exactly displeased with the fact.]
Probably for the best. I don’t exactly have a suit and tie handy.
[Shepard grins right back.]
Bacon is hardly suit and tie food. Although you’d probably look good like that... Better than I do in fancy dresses, anyways.
High praise, considering I had to pick my mandibles up off the floor when I saw you heading to Hock’s party.
. . . I wouldn’t tell that story, if I were you. It involved a lot of thievery.
[A pause.]
Okay, actually, it just involved me in a horrible dress and I’m pretty sure the network already saw me in pajamas, my friends don’t need to hear about my other clothing disasters.
[She glances at the doors.]
You ready for this?
[You can tell by that smirk of his he’s going to be asking around for pictures of that.]
I think with everything we’ve been through I’m ready for just about anything. Dinner parties are a new one, though.
Meat and alcohol isn’t, though. You’ll do fine.
[He chuckles, and puts an arm around her waist]
Well, when you put it like that …
[Shepard tugs Garrus down for a quick kiss, grins, then wiggles out of his grasp to go open the doors.]
Then let’s do this thing.
What: In order to introduce her boyfriend to her friends, Shepard throws a party. With bacon. And beer. And anything others bring!
When: Backdated to Friday
Where: The Communal Kitchen
[Today, Shepard is introducing Garrus to the adults of terminal. They’ve settled into the communal kitchen, and Shepard has pulled out all the supplies she’ll need to make bacon.]
[And there are multiple 6-packs of beer on the counter.]
You ready for the least conventional human dinner party of your life?
Are we talking our sort of “conventional,” or the actual, boring kind?
The ‘I have no idea if this even counts as a dinner party anymore’ kind.
Somehow, I just knew that was going to be the answer
[Although judging from his amused grin he’s not exactly displeased with the fact.]
Probably for the best. I don’t exactly have a suit and tie handy.
[Shepard grins right back.]
Bacon is hardly suit and tie food. Although you’d probably look good like that... Better than I do in fancy dresses, anyways.
High praise, considering I had to pick my mandibles up off the floor when I saw you heading to Hock’s party.
. . . I wouldn’t tell that story, if I were you. It involved a lot of thievery.
[A pause.]
Okay, actually, it just involved me in a horrible dress and I’m pretty sure the network already saw me in pajamas, my friends don’t need to hear about my other clothing disasters.
[She glances at the doors.]
You ready for this?
[You can tell by that smirk of his he’s going to be asking around for pictures of that.]
I think with everything we’ve been through I’m ready for just about anything. Dinner parties are a new one, though.
Meat and alcohol isn’t, though. You’ll do fine.
[He chuckles, and puts an arm around her waist]
Well, when you put it like that …
[Shepard tugs Garrus down for a quick kiss, grins, then wiggles out of his grasp to go open the doors.]
Then let’s do this thing.
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[This guy.]
[Okay so he may be far from the first choice to invite to a party. In fact whether or not he was invited is very debatable (sure it's under a pile of garbage somewhere), but the fake soldier in orange was there and keeping very close to the refreshments table. Trying to force beer on his partner.]
Come on it's a party, live a little Kissass.
I have no interest sir, and your ulterior motives are quite obvious.
I take offense to that. Sure you may turn out to be a bigger lightweight than Simmons and either a) pass out after one drink or b) be a fun drunk either way giving me a evening worth's of ripe blackmail material that doesn't mean-
Actually wait that's pretty much my entire motive. Huh. [Sounds silly when he says it outloud.]
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But this was the first time he'd seen someone try to push beer on a Digimon. If only because Wheeljack's first thought was 'why don't you want it yourself'.]
So you got invited too, huh.
Why are you pushing that beer in his face?
[You asks the important questions.]
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[Because he's whining. Intensely. Shepard won't let him have any of her grown up drinks, so why does Kissass get to have them? Shepard has informed him that this is just the price he pays for having a decent name. It shut him up pretty quickly. But the commentary still needs to be given.]
Are you one of those people from those shitty PSA videos who try to make kids take drugs? Just say no, Kissass.
[. . .]
Did you seriously name him that?