Party Down

[legionnpcs]

Who| Everyone!
What| A party
Where| In the Sim Rooms
When| After "Whistling in the Dark"
Warnings/Notes| N/A

Avoiding the destruction of Legion World was more than enough reason to throw a party, especially since its destruction could've meant the Lunar Debris Field might have fallen out of its orbit onto Earth. After Legion World's repairs were underway and the ship was mostly safe again, the old-timer Legionnaires decided to throw a little party in celebration of the newbies getting through their first trial by fire.

Even though duty might call them away, they all figured on being able to spend at least a little time hanging out with the rookies.

One of the Sim Rooms proved itself to be the best place to have a party, since the inside could be made as big as they needed it to be. In one section they had a massive setup for laser tag, and in another area there were games and food and couches in a massive square.

Times like these weren't going to be easy to come by, if the kind of crisis the Lux had caused was any indication, so it was time to enjoy their free time while they had it.

Comments

[ringslinging]

"Is that a...god, what were those stupid things called. Teletubby?"

Saralegui might just wish Zuko would get it wrong again instead.

[enthraller]

And here he was hoping whoever answered next would restore his faith in this group. No such luck, apparently.

"What on earth is a teletubby?"

[ringslinging]

"Okay, guess that's a no."

But Hal didn't bother explaining, just leaned back in his chair, shit-eating grin in full force.

Someone else's turn?

[dupaindots]

"Oh! Oh!"

Marinette raised a hand eagerly, even though she absolutely didn't have to raise a hand like this was class at all.

"Is it a bearbee?"

Maybe the boy with the scar had just gotten the order wrong.

[enthraller]

"Thank you." Saralegui flashed Marinette his most charming smile, very pleased to see that those other guys were just clueless and that he wasn't just suddenly terrible at art. "At least someone has some sense here."

[failbender]

Now Zuko was annoyed.

"That was practically what I said! She just reversed the words!"

He harrumphed and crossed his arms, glowering in a way that made it very clear that he felt cheated.

[enthraller]

"But she's the one who called it by the right name," Saralegui answered, innocent as possible and leaning towards Marinette slightly. Shooting Zuko a faint smirk, he added, "If I reversed your name, would it be right just by virtue of being 'close enough'?"

[failbender]

"I only have one name! There's nothing to reverse."

Just Zuko. Prince was a title.

[enthraller]

Saralegui's expression went thoughtful (and entirely too guileless to be real).

"'Ko-zu. Or maybe O-k-u-z."

[failbender]

Zuko's eyes rolled so hard they almost fell out of his head.

"That's not even close to being the same thing."

[enthraller]

"Isn't it?" Saralegui blinked at him, then simply shrugged and looked back to the rest of the party. "Well, if you're certain...Kozu."

[failbender]

Zuko let out a frustrated noise that was almost a growl and got up to stomp off and sulk -- er, get some punch.