Twentieth Race

[gingerspeedster]

[ Oh no! A sad face! ]

Bad news, guys. I asked, and the Admiral says no pizza party.

[ He pauses for the inevitable sigh of disappointment before turning determined. ]

But Dracula's right, we could use a decent party. I know a few people who can supply music. What do you say, Kitchens? Cook us up something special? [ And a grin, ] I can handle the clean up no problem.

How's tomorrow night sound? Nobody has anything malevolent or insidious planned, I hope?

Comments

[counturfingers.livejournal.com]

Is everyone invited?

[gingerspeedster.livejournal.com]

Everyone on the ship. I'm not the type to rub it in your face if you aren't invited.

[counturfingers.livejournal.com]

Do I need to get permission from my warden or anything?

[gingerspeedster.livejournal.com]

It wouldn't be a bad idea, but it's just a party. We're not doing anything dangerous or anything. Worst case scenario everyone has to move in to the CES because of the noise, and I can take full responsibility for everyone there.

[counturfingers.livejournal.com]

No alcohol?

[gingerspeedster.livejournal.com]

None. Just good clean fun.