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There is a desk with several kinds of moddable booze on it. There are all the things that go with those seveal kinds of moddable booze, such as cups and shot glasses, because you'd better believe Jaye would have all of that. Also, a few more kinda of snacky things, because nothing goes with alcohol like snacky things.

Also, a fire extinguisher. Because Sam said she'd bring a blowtorch. And Jaye's not that stupid.

Also some more, glitter. It's the Seahorse way. Or, part of it.


[For the Seahorsies, SO's, honorary Seahorsies and little sibs. If you're one of those people, feel free to handwave an invite. Up omg early for time zones and stuff. Also, lookit lookit y'all can see the room! *crams people in there*]
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
"You and Sam getting along well, I take it?" His voice was absolutely innocent, his face the picture of concentration as he worked on her butterfly, but there may have been a wicked glint in his eyes as he glanced up at her.
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
Jack wasn't going to need red paint at the rate he was making Dawn blush. "Uh huh. Very well."
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Having completed the outline, and deciding that yes, there was more than enough red getting around, Jack ditched the strawberry paint for the pineapple, which was a startling shade of yellow. "Interesting new developments in the relationship?" he guessed.
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
"What? Oh, um," Dawn fidgeted, holding her shirt up under her armpits, "Yeah, very interesting."
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Smoothing an even coat of yellow inside the red, he looked up at her, momentarily serious. "He's being good to you? You're having fun? Cause that's the most important thing."
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
"He was really good to me," Dawn nodded, "and I don't know if I'd call it fun, but...we're...good."

Yes, she speaks three languages, why do you ask?
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Jack nodded, laughing a little. "That's okay then. I'd hate to have go and lecture the boy." He swirled the paint brush around her belly button as he finished with the yellow. "And trust me, it gets fun."
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
Dawn's eyes almost crossed at the idea of what Sam could do after he'd gotten lessons from someone like Jack. "No, no lectures needed." She grinned, "He reads a lot."
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
"As long as he's applying himself," Jack chuckled, and reached for the chocolate paint, adding patterns on the wings. "And just for the record, you're going to taste like chocolate fondue."
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
"That's a good thing, right?" Dawn leaned forward a little to see what Jack was doing.
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
"Very good, trust me." Jack narrowed his eyes, concentrating on getting the curl of antennae just perfect, then sat back. "There, you're now beautiful and delicious, not that you weren't before. Just give it a few minutes to dry."
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
Dawn felt a little silly, standing there with her shirt up, "How long?"
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Jack very carefully tested the butterfly. "Another minute, or it'll smear." He refilled his glass and looked at her thoughtfully, hiding a grin. "So I hear you were in a play this afternoon."
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
"Oh, god," Dawn hung her head, "Yes, but I didn't write it and the bagpipes fetish soooooo wasn't my idea."
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Jack hadn't actually heard about the bagpipe fetish. "I'm almost afraid to ask. But I'm going to, Bagpipe fetish?"
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
Another groan. "My character? Had a thing for bagpipes. Almost an obsession."
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Jack snickered madly. "That's just cruel. Bagpipes are the bane of the universe." He reached out and brushed a finger across her stomach. "And you're good. All dry."
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
Dawn shivered a little, then dropped her shirt. "Oh, good. Yes. Thank you." She kissed his cheek.
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Jack smiled fondly at her. "You're welcome. Now go wow Sam."
From: [identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com
"I will," she promised, looking for the tallest person in the room.

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