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Who: OPEN to adults
What: A networking party on the beach
When: Saturday, 9/20
Where: The beach, around sunset
Summary: An open networking party on the beach. Enjoy the food and drinks, mingle as you wish. Details here
Rating: Let's keep it under PG-13

The setup for the party is pretty simple. Several coolers filled with ice for drinks (soda, bottled water, juice, assorted alcohol and mixers) with cups nearby, a food table with some cookies and cake from the bakery, two sandwich platters, some salads, fresh fruit, and a veggie platter. There's a grill going for roast vegetables, hamburgers, hot dogs, steaks, and fresh seafood, often run by Ginia but anyone else who wants to watch the grill or grill their own food is welcome to do so. People are also more than welcome to bring their own food and drinks. There's driftwood set up in a small firepit for once the sun goes down.

There are a few folding chairs and blankets spread out for anyone who wants to sit down as well as a card table or two.

Relax, meet new people, enjoy the food, and watch out for ghosts or shifts that might ruin your food.

((ooc: Handwaving the IC announcement of the party. Characters can still drop by even without checking in on the post (though that would be great for stats purposes). Feel free to say your character was there for set up and later take down, it's mostly handwaved unless people want to play things out.))

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[ Fake. Of course. He should have known.

Following Ginia's gesture to the constellation she points out, he's surprised to find that he actually recognizes it. ]

We have three stars like that as well--though our name for them is different.

[Erwin's words are surprising and also somewhat troubling, but one point of data does not lead to a conclusion.]

/What do you call it? Do you recognize any other constellations?/

The names of many constellations vary by region, but most seem to call them the three stitches, as the whole of the formation resembles a cloak-wearing archer.

[ The stars have simple names within the walls. With so little history and folklore left to humanity, naming them after great warriors of the past is hardly an option.

Near Orion is the constellation most from Earth would recognize as Ursa Major. Erwin points it out, but gives it a different name. ]

That one there is the beast, but often the most visible part is its tail, which looks like a ladle.

[Ginia follows over to the next constellation, quickly picking it up. There is a small chill when she hears his words. What are the chances of seeing the exact same set of constellations from a different world? Even the descriptions were close enough.]

/U-R-S-A M-A-J-O-R, the bear. Its tail is the B-I-G D-I-P-P-E-R. The rightmost stars can be traced toward the L-I-T-T-L-E D-I-P-P-E-R and the N-O-R-T-H S-T-A-R./

Edited 2014-10-03 23:20 (UTC)

[ This is getting pretty eerie. ]

So you recognize that one as well.

[ One is a coincidence. Two, less so. ]

/What are the odds?/

[What are they indeed. Similarities between worlds aren't unusual. Animals, holidays, technology, there are things shared for one reason or another despite the many differences. But what if his world was just another version of Earth?

One version of Earth already had flesh-eating zombies. Why not another with human-eating Titans?]

/We should compare our worlds some more sometime. For now, let's just enjoy this./

((ooc: time skip soon?))

[ Erwin will be very interested to further compare worlds--he was always interested in studying other worlds when he was here last, and by association with Ginia came to discover more about her world than most others. But this is a link he hadn't been expecting. ]

You're right. There will be time enough for that later.

(ooc: sure thing!)

[There's always time for business later (even if people can disappear at moment's notice). Ginia enjoys the ocean, the stars for a bit longer at Erwin's side before she eventually excuses herself to check on the rest of the party. When the party finally dies down, it's late in the night. There's plenty of cleaning to be done, but that can all be done in the morning. Leftover food is stored in coolers, the firepit smothered with sand.

While there's a beach house nearby with no inhabitants, Ginia opts to sleep directly on the beach. There are plenty of blankets to go around if Levi and Erwin choose to join her out there and while the temperature drops a few degrees, it's still pleasant outside.

Regardless of where they choose to sleep, come 7 AM Ginia will check on them (assuming they aren't already up) so they can watch the sunrise at 7:20.]

[ They sleep on the beach as well. More than used to sleeping outside, Erwin has no trouble curling up on the sand with a few blankets to take and edge off the night's change in temperature. He and Levi sleep mostly back-to-back, though Erwin thinks he may have been the last of the three of them to actually fall asleep. He spent a good few hours looking up at the sky in silence, contemplating recent events and listening to the breathing of his companions.

When morning comes, he wakes a little later than he normally would, rising just after 6:30. His right arm begins to ache almost immediately--not an uncommon occurrence, he's found, though he rarely mentions it. Other soldiers who have lost limbs complain of similar sensations, he knows. ]

Good morning.

[ He greets Ginia pleasantly nonetheless. He'd lain still since waking so as not to disrupt Levi's slumber. Levi, who is apt to rouse at the slightest disturbance, would certainly be awoken by Erwin moving at his back. But he sits up now, letting the blankets he'd wrapped himself in fall away. ]

Did you sleep well?

/As well as I usually do./

[An answer with a shrug though it was the best answer she could give. Even on the best nights, nightmares lurked in her sleep, her breathing changing from deep and steady to something a little more panicked before waking with a start. Drowning was an all too common feeling and the fact she still woke up breathing air every morning was a blessing.

Laika pads over, tongue lolling and fur filled with sand, and flops right onto Ginia's lap. She indulges her dog and rubs behind her ears, ignoring the sand covering her lap.]

/How about you?/