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]

On some level, Hal figured he couldn't be that bad at Pictionary. Sure, he was no Kyle Rayner, but creating the weapons and tools they needed to resolve a situation out of nothing was only the bread and butter of how the Green Lanterns fought. And Hal was all about sticking to the efficient, tried-and-true kind of constructs, but still - he was used to making things appear on a whim. He had this.

He thought he had this.

But the none of the lines he drew came out half as smooth as the ones he had in his mind, and the end result wasn't much like what he was trying for, and...ugh.

"We sure we can't play this with powers?"

[enthraller]

"It's...a house?" Saralegui guessed, leaning over to peer at the screen with a bemused little frown. "A very lopsided house."

He was really trying to keep up that pleasant and likable image, but you people make it so hard sometimes. He wasn't even trying to be mean or anything, but what the hell, Hal.

[ringslinging]

"Oh, come on, it's not that bad."

Despite the fact that he was pushing forty years old, Hal was still capable of doing a perfectly good imitation of a childish pout. (Maybe such a good imitation one might think it wasn't.)

"Also not a house."

[iamresponding]

Rich just started laughing because he was fairly sure what it was -- as any child of the 90's would.

(Either a cassette tape or a VHS tape.)

"I think I know what it is but I'd rather just see what everyone else comes up with."

The only way this could've been more difficult for some of the people here to guess would've been if he'd done a floppy disk. He was dying to see what some of them thought it was.

[ringslinging]

"At least one person in this room understands me."

[whyarewehere]

Grif laughed out loud as he recognized the antiquated piece of technology.

"Oh my god, really? Are you guys like a billion years old?"

[mirror_soldier]

"Actually, a thousand years old would be more accurate."

Thad replied in a flat tone that made it hard to tell if he realised it had been a joke.

[ringslinging]

"Which is still young enough to shut you in a locker or whatever kids do to each other these days."

You're on notice, Grif.

[whyarewehere]

"Oh don't worry about it, I wouldn't want you to aggravate your arthritis or something."

He was having the best time. It wasn't a party until Grif was firmly entrenched in something stupid.

[iamresponding]

"Hey, Hal, you want I should chase him off our lawn?"

[ringslinging]

A glowing green cane materialized in the air, hovering in front of Rich.

"Only if you're going to do it right, like a proper cranky old coot."

[iamresponding]

Rich grabbed the cane and shook it at Grif.

"Listen, you whippersnapper. Back in our day we walked uphill both ways in snow, with no shoes, and we did it everywhere! Not just to school. I had to walk a hundred miles and back to the grocery store."