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[skybluejeep]

Characters: Open to all!
Date: June 23rd
Location: Wood sector, open market.
Situation: A very late "Memorial Day" barbecue, bring your own beef!
Warnings/Rating: N/A. C'mon, it's a barbecue.

[There's two grills, one for meat, one for veggies. (We don't want our vegetarians getting cross-contamination, now do we?) They're pretty basic, just some wood-burning open barrels with grills over top. Feel free to come on by, bring some food to share around, and hang out with your friends. Or glare across the way at your enemies! We're all good here.]

Comments

[wintershepherd]

"Closer to the former, though I'm not actually a ghost. Definitely not much of a cheerleader! Think of..." He grasped at something a little more well known, to give Wally context. "Okay, you've heard of Mother Nature?"

[runrightround]

[He nods slowly.]

Is there anyone who hasn't heard of Mother Nature?

[wintershepherd]

Well, she's pretty much my boss.

[runrightround]

So what you're saying is when nature calls, you have to answer?

[wintershepherd]

[ chortling ] You took the words right out of my mouth!

[runrightround]

[Snerk.] Of course.

I'm Wally, by the way. Don't work for Mother Nature, but I did work for a Bat.

[wintershepherd]

Jack.

[ He extends a hand to Wally; his touch is frigid. ]

[runrightround]

[He grabs his hand and shakes it.]

Dude, you might want to invest in, like, gloves.

[OHWAIT] Jack? Like Zee's Jack?

[wintershepherd]

Why, are we going to be spending a lot of time handholding?

[ But he grins mischievously. ]

"Zee's Jack"? Is that how I'm being identified now?