spin_kick_snap: Kang Min Kyung as Kathy/Banzai (Solemn)
With Freedom in charge of the Mount's police force - such as it was - he took it upon himself to patrol the inside of the Wall several times a day. Now that basic survival was no longer an issue and the population of the Mount so so large that it was impossible to recognize every person within the walls, petty crime was on the rise. It had increased over ten percent in the past few months alone.

He looked down at the kids in from of him. Two boys and a girl, barely in their teens. All three of them sat on the curb with their hands zip-tied together behind their backs. They'd been trying to steal a car for a quick joyride when he'd found them. They'd been cowed by his appearance and surrendered without a fuss. He was in the process of giving them a stern lecture when he heard a faint noise over the echo of teeth. He'd heard it before, in Afghanistan. A series of sharp pops echoing back and forth between the buildings. The sound of gunfire in a quiet city. There was nothing quite like it. )

[Preplayed with with magnificent [personal profile] tigerundercover/[personal profile] vdistinctive and adapted from Chapter Twenty of Ex-Communication by Peter Clines. NFI, NFB, you know the drill. Previous post Next post]
spin_kick_snap: Kang Min Kyung as Kathy/Banzai (Lovely)
The lack of private function space was perfectly solved by the empty apartment above the diner. Kathy had spent the afternoon cleaning and setting up for dinner tonight. Her anniversary dinner, if you would.

A year ago today, she'd woken up in Eliot's house, surrounded by tight, worried faces. Her friends, pretty much en masse, had gone through a portal to LA and fought through hordes of exes to bring her home, in hopes that Nanika could bring her back to life. Or maybe just so she'd stop chanting Kathy's name. For whatever reason they'd done it, though, they'd succeeded. Kathy was alive again and had been for a full year.

A dizzying, challenging, terrifying year.

It seemed only right to hold some kind of commemorative dinner for it, somewhere between a celebration (which she still didn't think she'd earned, exactly) and an appreciation dinner. Not just for what they'd done, but for sticking with her this past year, for weathering the ups and downs, for reaching out and checking in, for reconnecting and promising to be better and stronger friends from here forward.

And, well, even if that didn't all come through, it would still be a delicious dinner cooked by Eliot and would give her a chance to just spend some time with the people she loved best, getting caught up with those she hadn't seen in awhile and offering an opportunity for them to get to know one another better, too.

If nothing else, they could all just stuff themselves silly with whatever delicious things the kitchen downstairs had whipped up and the super, extra, very chocolatey desserts Kathy had promised Alluka in her invitation.

[For those invited and up early for SP. No OCD, feel free to just ping in and around.]
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