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thecapitol2014-10-26 12:31 pm
a_minute_younger) wrote in thecapitol2014-10-26 12:31 pm
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Trouble Loves Company
Who| Gary, Nitou, Aang, Davesprite, Iskierka, and probably a whole lot of angry Peacekeepers
What| Gary stays out too late and misses curfew, then decides to throw a post-curfew rooftop party with whoever he can convince to come with him because why the hell not.
Where| The Training Center in general, moving up to the rooftop.
When| Late Sunday, October 26th
Warnings/Notes| Language and violence (but what else is new)
The previous evening was a pleasant change from what Gary had come to expect as the norm. He missed not having curfew. Stalking about town late into the evening, bouncing from party to shop to party again, only coming back to his suite to crash at dawn. He could do that every night if he had the opportunity.
Perhaps he shouldn't have had a taste of that sweet ambrosia the night before; come Sunday evening, far into downtown with a box of food and several drinks under his belt, Gary found the time and realized that ten minutes 'til eleven wasn't going to cut it. There was the initial bout of raw panic, of course, racing himself to see if he could make it back before curfew struck, but soon enough he succumbed to the inevitable. Why fight what he can't win? He's already out, he's already going to get in trouble no matter what he does--why not make a night of it? What are the Peacekeepers going to do about it, anyways? Surely they can't throw him in jail or anything just for staying up too late.
It seems that the Peacekeepers are more involved in the Capitol proper than the Training Center, so Gary decides to spend the rest of his evening there--perhaps on the roof, for its scenery and relative isolation. But he can hardly do this alone, and not without some important provisions first. He'll stop by D11 and grab some food and drinks from the fridge, see who else wants to join him along the way, then gather them all to the rooftop and have a fun time of it.
Gary steps into the elevator and sets the first stop for floor 11. He thinks for a moment. Shrugs. Runs his hand over the rest of the buttons before the elevator doors close.
[[IMPORTANT NOTE: Log is semi-open to those that are okay with breaking curfew and facing mod consequences; if you decide to tag in, your character's name will be added to the top and they WILL be punished, most likely here and after the fact. Have fun everyone!]]
What| Gary stays out too late and misses curfew, then decides to throw a post-curfew rooftop party with whoever he can convince to come with him because why the hell not.
Where| The Training Center in general, moving up to the rooftop.
When| Late Sunday, October 26th
Warnings/Notes| Language and violence (but what else is new)
The previous evening was a pleasant change from what Gary had come to expect as the norm. He missed not having curfew. Stalking about town late into the evening, bouncing from party to shop to party again, only coming back to his suite to crash at dawn. He could do that every night if he had the opportunity.
Perhaps he shouldn't have had a taste of that sweet ambrosia the night before; come Sunday evening, far into downtown with a box of food and several drinks under his belt, Gary found the time and realized that ten minutes 'til eleven wasn't going to cut it. There was the initial bout of raw panic, of course, racing himself to see if he could make it back before curfew struck, but soon enough he succumbed to the inevitable. Why fight what he can't win? He's already out, he's already going to get in trouble no matter what he does--why not make a night of it? What are the Peacekeepers going to do about it, anyways? Surely they can't throw him in jail or anything just for staying up too late.
It seems that the Peacekeepers are more involved in the Capitol proper than the Training Center, so Gary decides to spend the rest of his evening there--perhaps on the roof, for its scenery and relative isolation. But he can hardly do this alone, and not without some important provisions first. He'll stop by D11 and grab some food and drinks from the fridge, see who else wants to join him along the way, then gather them all to the rooftop and have a fun time of it.
Gary steps into the elevator and sets the first stop for floor 11. He thinks for a moment. Shrugs. Runs his hand over the rest of the buttons before the elevator doors close.
[[IMPORTANT NOTE: Log is semi-open to those that are okay with breaking curfew and facing mod consequences; if you decide to tag in, your character's name will be added to the top and they WILL be punished, most likely here and after the fact. Have fun everyone!]]
Rooftop - Main Party