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Post by CIA Agente Arenas on Nov 22, 2004 1:17:42 GMT -5
Arenas has been pacing the airport terminal for the past hour. Their plane was LATE and someone would be getting an faceful of water if they didn't arrive soon. Another plane taxied by the terminal and Arenas sighed. Smeeping private jets. It would be 15 minutes later before the appropriate plane landed and pulled in front of the terminal. And when they came out, Arenas was the first one to greet them."All right, you guys. Since your plane was so late, we've gotta hurry, savvy? It's a good thing you packed light," she smirked.
--- The rented van skidded to a halt in front of JA headquarters. Arenas hopped out and ushered the other passengers outside. She could only imagine the carnage inside.
The arrivals were only to eager to get inside the familiar surroundings they'd last seen who knew how long ago. Mort was the first inside."Psnoo?" His question was enough to send the rest of the dirty and anxious Survivors filtering into the dining room in search of their Angels. It was a reunion of epic proportions."Ya done good, sugarbutt. But I'd fire that pilot," Sands murmured before pecking Arenas on the cheek. "But you're all here, and that's what counts." Happy Thanksgiving JAer's, look who's home! ;D
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Post by Dangerbabe on Nov 22, 2004 10:47:45 GMT -5
DB, who had been sitting drinking some sparkling cranberry cider with CC, almost choked at the sound of the Survivor Johnny voices. "HOLY GUAC! Arenas, you're the best!!!! ;D" She put down her glass, stood up and cried, "Cuidado Piso...!" Bon Bon squealed, "Mojado!!", and came running over to DB. "Sit down, BB, and have some chow," DB said, giving him/her a hug. "Have you formally met our Fearless Leader, CC? CC, this is the infamous Bon Bon. She's been kicking some serious Survivor ass." "I've noticed that. Nice t'meetcha, mate," CC said, shaking BB's hand. "Hey, Arenas!" DB called out. "Are we allowed to talk Survivor strategy, or no?"
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Post by The Caribbean Crusader on Nov 22, 2004 12:15:29 GMT -5
After meeting Bon Bon, CC had also nearly choked on her cider, when she heard a certain slurred speech. "JACK!! YOU'RE HOME!" she shrieked and jumped right into his arms and he planted one fight on her face. "Luv, did ye thing I'd miss spending the holidays with ye, just because o' some silly game?" he winked and smiled. "Well, yes, actually. How did ye all ever get to leave that island?!" CC implored anxiously. "We'll save that fer another time, luv. Right now, I'm just glad to be home." "Aye, Jack. Glad is an understatement," she smiled as he put her back down on her feet. "It just wouldn't have been the same without you... all of you!" "I'll drink to that! Speakin' of drinks... point me in the right direction, luv," he winked. "This way, mate," she directed him over to the large dining room all decorated for fall. In the center of the room, was a very long table, which looking as though it would seat a hundred guests. Along one wall was a bar, stocked with every kind of libation (naturally, this is in my head, so hah) from darkest rum to pure sparkling water, and everything in between. Jack headed straight to the bar and took several bottles of random beverages. CC shook her head and laughed, but couldn't refuse her sorely-missed pirate. Together, they took to bottles back to where the Angels and Johnnys were gathered, and Jack promptly shouted, "Thanksgiving? I love Thanksgiving! Drinks all around!"
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on Nov 22, 2004 12:19:10 GMT -5
After a long, pre-meal hike, Psnoo returns to JA HQ. With a curious glance at the unmarked van in front of the building, she sheds her muddy Addias and walkingstick in favor of the robe and slippers just inside the door. Wandering down the stairs, she hears the sound of a party going on full-tilt. "They better not have started without me," she mutters. "After all, I provided the corn on the cob." With these dark thoughts in her mind, she stumbles down the stairs - after a brief stop to wash and shake-dry her hands - and into the dining room.
Her jaw drops. "Mort?" she practically shrieks."Yes, Psnoo, I'm here." Mort's voice is slightly irritated; shrill noises had never done his nerves any good."Oops. Sorry." Psnoo runs across the room and claims her Mort, looking around for the so-called "competition." When she doesn't see anything, she grins."What are we waiting for?" she hollers above the noise of rejoicing angels. "Let's break out the sparkling apple cider!!!"
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Post by Dangerbabe on Nov 22, 2004 12:33:18 GMT -5
DB sets up her laptop and remotes into the JA mainframe. "Gabe, you there?" "Right here, boss. Sounds like a great party!" "We couldn't have it without you. " DB said. "Could you send over the unangeled Johnnys to join in the fun?" "Sure, I'll have them borrow AJB's Wonkavator." "Coolness." Not long after, the party was joined by all the unangeled, including the newly-arrived James M. Barrie! "Like Jack said, drinks all 'round!" ;D
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Post by The High Flyer on Nov 22, 2004 12:47:22 GMT -5
HF and George walk into the party room, hands filled with bags and suitcases-- well, at least for George. "Looks like me and George will be missing all the Thanksgiving fun, ey? But we'll be sure to bring back souveneirs from Puerto Rico! George will be...*ahemworkingahem* while were there, but I'll be SHOPPING! ;D And so with that, we take off! At least...we take off at 5 AM tomorrow so we need our rest And oh, I was thinking I should leave some kind of parting gift for the week..." Hf goes around and sticks a $100 in all the angels' and members' hands."It's the extra money you kids took to bribe me into the Tag Room Have fun partying all week! Ta!"
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Post by The Symbolic Sacrifice on Nov 22, 2004 15:16:05 GMT -5
SS and Raphael walk into the dining room laden with goodie baskets for everyone
'I can't stand it!' SS wails as she sees all the happy Survivors and Angels reunited.
Raphael spies Mr B and steers SS to the other side of the room to join the revelry.
'Happy Thanksgiving everyone.' ;D
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Post by The Rolling Rooster on Nov 22, 2004 15:19:52 GMT -5
The Johnnys have returned? Where's Axel?
*Roo looks around frantically... but sees no sign of him*
She sees everyone else happy as can be with the Johnny they angel.... and Roo sits down sadly on a chair by the window.... she gazes outside... and there she spots an airplane with a large red bow on the top.
....a man in the driver side seat.
....Roo runs outside without another word.... and wraps her arms tightly around Axel as she makes her way into the plane....
"Thought I'd miss this?" he asked with a smirk. He smiled and rested his chin on the top of her head and embraced her tightly. "I missed you too much" he said kissing her gently on the forehead.
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Nov 22, 2004 16:32:50 GMT -5
Aw, reunions always make me . Lynx walked over to the drinks table and made herself a raspberry cocktail. After watching Roo and Axel for a moment with a grin, she settled in a corner ready to begin a long evening of eye candy appreciation ;D. Happy thanksgiving everyone!
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Post by Dangerbabe on Nov 22, 2004 17:25:12 GMT -5
DB finds the $100 bill that HF stuck in her pocket. "Whoa! ;D I could cause some serious trouble with this!" She pools the moolah with some other cash she got while...erm...never you mind and makes a web request with Gabe's help. "They'll be here within the hour, DB," Gabe confirms. "Coolness. Lynx-girl! Get over here and talk with me! Have you met Bon Bon?"
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Nov 22, 2004 17:35:59 GMT -5
Lynx happily joined Bon-Bon and DB, and was soon engaged in what could only be described as a fierce tactical discussion. "What do you think Lynx?" asked DB, "We need a strategy for bringing all the other Johnnies down one by one...these are the ones we've got plans for so far..." Lynx cast a look over her shoulder as DB was whispering but Arenas was a little busy with Sands so she judged the coast was clear. She leaned in a little closer to DB and her unangelled Johnny, after all, what was the harm in a little tactics between friends?
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on Nov 22, 2004 23:00:21 GMT -5
Psnoo eyes DB, Lynx, and BB suspiciously. That DB...she was never up to any good. "I think it's time someone got a new assignment. Then again, I think there's one waiting in the cabin already."
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Post by Dangerbabe on Nov 22, 2004 23:44:47 GMT -5
What?! But, teach! It's a holiday! Just then the doors to the festive gathering open and in comes Robert Rodriguez and his band, Chingon. She tosses Robert the cash and the band sets up and begins to play.Now, that's musica! ;D
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Nov 23, 2004 17:21:54 GMT -5
The arrival of the band seemed to bring the survivor discussion to an end. Lynx, Bon Bon and DB sat together discussing the merits of the various Johnnies instead. Lynx could not help noticing that Mort came up rather a lot in Bon Bon's conversation. Deciding it best to diffuse a situation before one developed Lynx stood up. "Let's dance!" Rocking music DB! ;D
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Post by The Rolling Rooster on Nov 23, 2004 18:23:20 GMT -5
Roo melted into a pile of mush in Axel's arms.... then he tilted her chin up and looked lovingly into her eyes. "Would it be... really bad if I.... kissed you?" he asked. Roo shook her head slowly.
And Axel kissed her with all of his heart....and as the kiss closed they decided to go back inside and spend some quality time with the rest of the Johnnys and JA members. "Care to go for a ride later?" Axel asked referring to the airplane... Roo nodded... and they walked inside the building hand in hand.
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