Heroes, queens and survivors, oh my! [Partially-open]

[smarterthanthem]

Who| Clementine, Steve Rogers, Dave Strider, Elsa to start and then open to all members of district 9.
What| Clem goes to see Steve and a case of slumber party breaks out in the District 9 suite
Where| District 9 suite
When| Pre-D3 bombing announcement
Warnings/Notes| Hold onto your butts, things are gonna get cute.

[Clementine finds out that Steve is out of the arena pretty soon after she comes down off the roof, her head feeling a lot clearer for the fresh air. The screens are doing highlights of deaths so far and she see's... well, there's no need to linger on the details.

It's easy to go up to District 9 past 6 and knock on the door. Far more appealing than going back to her own empty room. She wants to check on her friends and be amongst company rather than alone with her thoughts. It's not just Steve she knows here either, there's Dave who's also out of the arena by now.]

[[ooc: Make your own threads or join others, everyone after the initial group of four will come in to find a gigantic pillow fort in the works and they are free to add to its construction. Any cute slumber party activities (movies, popcorn, truth or dare etc.) are game! Flower crowns are approved for everybody. Have fun!]]

Comments

[hit_girl_mindy]

"No way Harley, that's fucking cheating!" Mindy protested, laughing. OK, so Harley had definitely gotten the drop on her, and while she probably could break out of the hold, she found she really didn't want to. What would be the point?

[smarterthanthem]

"No one said we couldn't work in teams!" she grins, pushing herself back up and approaching with solemn dignity, which breaks as she raises up the pillow and brings it down on Mindy's head, not too hard. "Got you!"

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley threw her head back laughing in delight and let go of Mindy, making sure to sweep her leg so Mindy would crumple to the floor dramatically.

"Victory!" She declared throwing her hands to the sky in praise.

[hit_girl_mindy]

Aw Harley. Don't turn your back on Mindy. She may have fallen to the floor, but she just kipped to right herself and already had a pillow in hand, flinging it at Harley'd head and tacking Clemetine in another swoop.

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley felt the pillow bounce off her head and caught it before falling into a heap of pillows and blankets that had yet to be turned into a fort.

After a moment to recover she grabbed a pillow for each hand and slithered behind the sofa, out of sight for now.