so pile your boots up in the corner -- hang your jacket from the door

[herotypical]

Who: anyone invited to house seven's thanksgivingstravaganza -- as well as anyone walking by who might be curious about all the brouhaha.
What: giving thanks!
When: forward dated to november 24th due to predicted holiday hiatuses!
Where: house seven!
Summary: friends, food, fondness. family. festivities.
Rating: g for goin' up.

House Seven was decked out in soft oranges and browns. Gentle reds and yellows. The table was shoved up against a wall and dish upon dish of delicious Thanksgiving dinner-bits adorned it. Plates to one side, a pile of cutlery. Feel free to line up and pile your arms high with roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potato casserole, carrots and green beans, cranberry sauce, sinful gravy. Stuffing. Steamed broccoli. The amount of food would almost be laughable had the guest list not been so long. Chatter abounded.

It was, by all accounts, a fairly casual gathering. No ceremony (Buffy, by this point, was all ceremony'd out after some fiercely dedicated meal-prepping) to stand on and no customs to keep. Just food and friendship. The only thing customary about Buffy Summers would be her delighted, enchanted grin throughout the evening. Very little pleased her more than a social event that was going well.

Mix! Mingle! Make merry!

(ooc; threadjack into oblivion and don't forget to add your character to the entry tags! have fun! note that this is forward-dated. i'll be tagging around myself later this evening. )

Comments

[shadedsunlight]

/Take it slow and easy. I think it's the only thing that can be done. But this seems to be fairly common for people that leave and come back so... you aren't alone./

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

Maybe not, but it's pretty hard on everyone, I'm sure.

Anyway...bass lessons. What style did you want to learn first?

[shadedsunlight]

/We roll with the punches. Won't lie and say it's easy not being remembered, but I don't want to push anything needlessly onto you or stress you out in any way./

[A good question, Ginia takes a moment to grab some cider and sip as it as she thinks.]

/Not sure, actually. Rock and roll band, I'll be you guys' bassist and keyboardist. Right now I've been working on chords and fingering. Building up the calluses./

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

Doesn't stress me. Frustrates a little, maybe, but then I don't like not knowing what's going on. I'll be all right.

[Derek nods]

Maybe start by telling me if we had a play list and who was on it. It'll give me a place to start.

[shadedsunlight]

[Ginia laughs softly, remembering their attempt at figuring out who.]

/It's almost easier saying who wasn't on it. We tried to narrow it down to twenty, didn't really work. But Aerosmith, Journey, Bon Jovi, The Who, Night Ranger, a lot of the greats from the sixties on. I'll have to show you sometime, we played over the network during the draft, the recordings will still be there./

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I think I'd like that.

So did you find someone to take my place?

[shadedsunlight]

[There's a shake of her head.]

/Not really. We were going to go on with the band, keep it going, but we were at a small standstill. Giles could double up on singing and playing guitar, there are some other guitarists, but I still had to learn bass and we hadn't even stared looking for a drummer./

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

Hmn. Might want to get started on the drummer thing. Might take a while.

[shadedsunlight]

/I need to look at some of the New Feathers that came in, see if any of them know how to drum. Otherwise it's a matter of seeing who wants to learn./

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

Do we have anyone who can teach them?