the most wonderful time of the year

[batmantled.livejournal.com]

WHO: BATFAM and friends!
WHERE: The Bathouse
WHEN: Thanksgiving Day
WARNINGS: batangst, family drama, look who’s in this log
SUMMARY: holy shit Dick invited everyone now what do
FORMAT: words



[ When all is said and done, the place really does clean up pretty nicely. No visible cluttery mess aside from that half-assembled Christmas tree in the corner of the living room, and there’s appropriate mood music on in the background. Make yourself at home and grab some food before it’s gone. ]

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Arrivals!

[batmantled.livejournal.com]

[idk, mingle around the foyer ]

[batghoul.livejournal.com]

[Cass arrives a little early, carrying a small cake with a sunken middle that looked barely edible, like most of her kitchen disasters. She places it in the kitchen, and then returns to the living room to see who else was around.]

[origamiguardian.livejournal.com]

[Maggie is carrying some kind of tin. Looking utterly out of her element, not knowing who all is going to be here, her face lights when she sees Cass]

Hi. Thanks for inviting me. I was afraid I wasn't in the right place.

[batmantled.livejournal.com]

[ It's the thought that counts. :c He'll slide right on into the living room after her, in the hopes of catching her attention straight off. It's been a while since he's seen her in person. ] Thanks for showing.

[futurebatwoman]

[She's brought rolls, and is sort of hoping to maybe slink in and get established somewhere. Maybe she'll feel less awkward about this whole thing then.]

[batghoul.livejournal.com]

[Cass, never one for socializing, is also sneaking around the outskirts of the gathering when she practically runs into Max. She blinks a few times in surprise, wondering who exactly this person is.]

Oh. Um. Hi.

[batmantled.livejournal.com]

[ Yeah, he figures she might be feeling a little out of place. But it's Thanksgiving, and nobody should be by themselves. He'll head on over when he catches sight of her and offer a hand to shake. ]

Max, right? Glad you could make it.

[foreverbouncing]

Dude, girl I don't know! Hi!

[Suddenly there is a very nosey redheaded teen standing next to Max, peering at her and almost vibrating in place. She's got a can of Pepsi Throwback in her hand, so someone was foolish enough to give her sugar.]

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[theteenofsteel.livejournal.com]

[He's kind of just trying to convince the wall to swallow him by staying as close to it as possible. Krypto's sitting contently at his feet since Dick said it would be okay to bring him (at least from what Conner understood...), tail wagging at all the people coming in.

This is kind of awkward for Conner. Bruce isn't around to stare him down but he still wonders what everyone else in the Bat family thinks of him now, now that Tim had told them. Well. Told Dick at least. Hopefully there would be no threatening of Kryptonite or something like that. He was pretty sure it wouldn't come to that but, well, you could never know with the Bats.]

[batmantled.livejournal.com]

[ Well, no better way to diffuse potentially awkward situations like lavishing affection on a friendly dog. ] Hey, you brought a friend. [ And Krypto gets a scratch around the ears. ]

Re: Arrivals!

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

[Guess who showed up with cookies!]

Arrivals!

[ofthedream.livejournal.com]

[Ysera had admittedly been somewhat surprised when Dick Grayson had invited her to his Thanksgiving celebration. She still didn't know all the particulars of this festival, but it bore striking similarities to the Pilgrim's Bounty festival in Azeroth. However, it also seemed to be more family oriented than in Azeroth.

But, she had nowhere else to be, and Dick had truly hoped she would come. So here she was. Uncertain what was appropriate wear, she'd chosen the traditional pilgrim's robe (http://wow.zamimg.com/uploads/screenshots/normal/166787.jpg) worn back in Azeroth. She'd also brought a pie. But, seeing as how she had little skill in cooking, she'd bought it from The Pie Hole bakery.

She arrived on the front steps and knocked at the door.]

/sob late

[notlikeanyone]

[When Tim arrives, it's with Conner, but he carefully splits off to give his (boy)friend a chance to mingle with everyone. ... This is not exactly throwing him to the wolves, okay, it's not like Conner is bad at socialising. That would really be more of Tim's area. He's holding several large bags of chips and and little assortment of dips to go with them, since Dick suggested it and it's... better that he didn't try cooking anything. For everyone involved.]

The Kitchen!

[batmantled.livejournal.com]

[ somebody else bring dessert. :c ]

open.

[culver]

[Nill hadn't ever had a real Thanksgiving celebration, and was excited to spend the day with Damian and his family and friends. She had been glad that her dress wasn't to ridiculous, not wanting to meet some of his friends for the first time looking silly. She had brought some ginger snap cookies, and made her way to the kitchen to set them down.]

open!

[meowminx]

[ Selina slips in late with some (pre-bought this year) side dishes. She isn't planning to stay for long, but she can at least make sure the kids all have something that's edible. ]

Dinner!

[batmantled.livejournal.com]

[ paper plates all around at this table ]

Re: Dinner!

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

[Lyra's table manners are- okay, they exist, but she's not using them. Instead, she's just grabbing food with telekinesis and dropping it on her plate. She's hungry!]

After Dinner!

[batmantled.livejournal.com]

[ play some pool, watch some football ]

[slingshots]

[ Okay, so maybe she's super late. But it's... better than not showing at all, right? Well, maybe. That remains to be seen, actually. But for better or for worse, Carrie slides in all civvie'd out and playing it totally casual. The brownies she'd picked up at some bakery somewhere are slipped onto a table like they'd been there all along, and Carrie herself slips into some chair near a TV somewhere likewise.

totally. casual. ]

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[foreverbouncing]

[Someone is going through post-dinner sleepiness combined with sugar-crashing, so she's curled up on the couch, having stolen the remote, and EVERYONE is being forced to watch A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving.]

Cleanup!

[batmantled.livejournal.com]

[ for anyone sticking around late ]

open;

[xuffasch]

_{( Damian isn't about to touch dishes. That's servants' work. Instead, he's hunched over in a corner of the living room, rolling his eyes. )}

You can all get out of my house, now.

open

[origamiguardian.livejournal.com]

[utterly grateful for having been invited by Cass, she's insisted on staying to help clean up and is busy scrubbing pots and pans. Most anyone has heard her either randomly apologizing for something or thanking someone for something, even as they simply pass by]

open! (also super late /sob)

[birdcodename]

[Chilling, mulling about, wanting to just not be sleeping for once.]