A time for merriment and laughter

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Who: Everyone in Luceti!
What: The annual musical rendition of A Midsummer Night's Dream that everyone's been waiting for with the party!
When: From 8:00 pm to later into the night.
Where: At the school gym/auditorium and the cafeteria.
Summary: The big time for the play has come, time to put it on then party!
Rating: G to PG-13 at best.



When the audience entered the school gym, there will be a large stage set up with tons of chairs for everyone to sit in. After all were seated, the play began and everything was wonderful for the most part, there were some minor slip-ups here and there. Yet overall, the play was a success. Once the party had finished and the encores were done however, Frederic came out on the stage to make a speech.

"Good evening everyone, thank you for coming out tonight on this glorious occasion. To everyone involved and to all of you our wonderful audience, it has been a pleasure seeing and being with all of you. Now if everyone will turn to the school cafeteria, we can all dine together."

The door to the school cafeteria then opened to reveal a beautiful nature setting with decorations galore all over the place. There will also be a very large table with much food on it with drinks for guests and cast/crew to eat, drink, and be merry. Tonight is a night for celebration, everyone will celebrate with happiness in their hearts.

[ooc: Feel free to make your own threads, not just post to the first two. ♥ Also due to LJ fail, backtagging is encouraged.]

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[consultmybooks]

You say that like I'm not having fun and enjoying the party.

[shadedsunlight]

/You are watching your guitar like a hawk./

[consultmybooks]

Not a hawk. More like a...mildly distracted sparrow.

Really, Ginia, don't let me keep you from enjoying yourself.

[shadedsunlight]

/I'm enjoying myself. I like talking to you and... we haven't had much time to talk since Wednesday. Dinner was great. Thanks so much for cooking. I loved the steak and kidney pie./

[consultmybooks]

[He brightens up noticeably at this.] Did you? Well, I'm glad to hear it. So many people never seem to take to it.

[shadedsunlight]

/I thought it was delicious. What kind of kidney was that, anyway?/

[consultmybooks]

Lamb. Only way I know how to make it, I'm afraid.

I know Wishbone seemed to enjoy it. But, um, considering that Wishbone is a dog...

[shadedsunlight]

/It was quite delicious. First time having steak and kidney pie, actually.

He's a wonderful dog, isn't he. Quite lucky to be living with you three too./

[consultmybooks]

Giles laughs softly. "You have been sadly deprived, then.

...honestly, I'd consider myself lucky to have met him. I like dogs. More than I've, um, ever really liked cats. Foot and her family's exemplary character aside, of course. A dog that can actually discuss the merits of Dracula is, um, quite a find."

His peaceable expression falters slightly, as a thought strikes him. And Giles makes a visible effort to shake off the bad memory.

...I suppose something good had to come out of that night."

[shadedsunlight]

Ginia chuckles softly, her expression a little teasing. /Maybe I need to try more of your cooking.

Dogs are reliable and loyal. Cats are... cats. I like both, though I've only ever been able to feed the strays in my neighborhood. Never had a pet. And really now? Adorable and well-read? Another reason for me to drop by the apartment./

Her expression softens slightly as her arm settles on his arm. That had been one of the things she'd wanted to talk to him about, more along the lines of making sure he was okay more than anything.

/I would say a lot of good things came out of that night. But... I talked to Frederic. How... are things?/

[consultmybooks]

"Very well read. Honestly, I'm almost jealous of how well read he is. If I hadn't been in, um, in quite such dire straits at the time, I would love to have spoken more with him about it at the time.

...at this rate, of course, we should, um, we should probably just get you your own key."

It's a relatively hollow attempt at humor, and he starts slightly as her arm settles against his. Giles blinks at her in evident surprise at the suddenly serious question, evidently unsure how to answer.

...finally, he shrugs.

"Your guess is, um, as good as mine. I thought everything was fine before that night. Thought things were fine after. Should have known you'd, um, you'd spoken to him."

[shadedsunlight]

/You'll have plenty time for that now if he'll be living with you./

Ginia laughs softly again, looking away slightly. So she does drop by their apartment fairly often, sometimes even before stopping by her own just because some company is better than sitting alone in her bedroom with a book. Having a key would make things easier, but no, that would be too much. The last thing she wants is to intrude on their life.

She's quiet as she waits for his reply, knowing it's something to tread carefully on. After all, she has some admissions to make as well.

/Honestly, I would have spoken to you, but Helios had that taken care of and he would have done a better job anyway. But... yes, I talked to Frederic and... I'm sorry, I told him how you were that night. I didn't realize he didn't know./

[consultmybooks]

"I know I, um, probably sh-should have explained...after the fact. Wasn't in any fit state to explain during, w-what with, um, with Poland there.

...for god's sake, I just hoped he'd drop it. That, um, that entire night was just...idiotic. I thought he'd know that."

Frustration is starting to creep into Giles' voice.

[shadedsunlight]

/I don't know what exactly went down that night, nor do I know what might have been said on Wednesday, and it isn't my place. But from talking to Frederic, I think he was a little stressed about getting the show together and didn't have much of a mind for anything else. I told him I hoped you two could patch things up./

[consultmybooks]

Giles mutters something under his breath. Something that sounds rather like "obsessive prat." But then, at a more audible level:

"...we can. We generally do. Honestly, I suppose I should take the fact that we're fighting again as a positive sign. While Poland was gone, he'd just, um, apologize for everything."

[shadedsunlight]

/He does seem to be in a much better mood with his friend back. I'm glad for it. And I've heard sometimes the ones you're closest with are the ones you fight most often with./

She smiles a little at that. Honestly, she loved Erika, but that woman knew how to push her buttons like no other. Smacks across the head were as good a greeting as hello between them.

((ooc; And... not sure if Ginia would know Frederic and Poland are dating, so keeping it general.))

[consultmybooks]

Shame Buffy wasn't here, or she'd be getting a glance right about now.

"...the one's your closest to are the ones you have a right to fight the most often with."

[shadedsunlight]

/Very much so./

Her hand gives his arm a reassuring squeeze.

/Later, talk to Frederic, get things sorted out, I think it'll be okay. For now, you're going to dance with me./

[consultmybooks]

He nods obediantly, right up to the point where Ginia mentions dancing. Then Giles' arm is getting tugged sharply back.

"...s-sorry?"

[shadedsunlight]

Ginia's signing becomes rather matter-of-fact, supported by the pointed smile on her face.

/I let you get away with not dancing at the reopening, now you owe me a dance here./

[consultmybooks]

And Giles, for his part, is looking more and more panicked at the idea by the second.

"I-I, um, I-I owe you n-no such thing." He folds his arms tightly across his chest, attempting to look Resolute in the face of her pointed smile.

[shadedsunlight]

That right there is an expression to be cherished and amused by. Rupert Giles. Panicked. Ginia smiles a little more and gives his arm a gentle pat.

/I think you do owe me a dance. I'm just asking for much, just one little dance. What's the harm in that?/

Sorry, but this is one topic she's not budging on.

[consultmybooks]

"Where do you propose I start?"

He shifts uncomfortably from foot to foot before taking off his glasses to clean them.

"I-I, um, I d-don't dance."

[shadedsunlight]

A tiny little setback, but only a tiny one. Ginia gently takes his glasses from his hand and places them back on his face.

/Here I thought all good English boys learned how to dance and other gentlemanly arts./ she lightly teases, giving his cheek a fond pat.

/I'll teach you how./

[consultmybooks]

He goes stock still when Ginia takes his glasses, staring at her dumbfounded. It takes him a second to realize that his glasses are back on his face. He ducks his head, blushing fiercely, when she pats his cheek.

"...u-under very great p-protest."