Party time? Party time.

[clearasmud]

[ Enough of this. Enough Tuesdays being total crap, enough of everything sucking. The Conductor had given them a bar stocked with alcohol, they practically had a responsibility to use it to the fullest. For their own satisfaction and to pour one out, as it were, if not literally because that would be disgusting indoors.

Under most doors, a scribbled note is being slipped: ]

We've got a bar, let's use it. Even if it's just for tonight, we deserve a break! Will start 8PM. Many drinks! Don't come if you think you're too young!!

[ ...That was kind of a lot to write out over and over again, but hopefully it'd be worth it. ]

[ ooc: treat this like you would a trial or resistance meeting, by which I mean go forth and threadjack all over. ]

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[ninehundredlives]

[Susan isn't admittedly very interested in socializing right now, but alcohol sounds like it might help with things. Anyway, she thinks it's best to turn up at these things. No matter how she's feeling, it's best to know what's going on with everyone else in the group. Her life might depend on it.

That...is an odd thought sometimes, but she doesn't want to die like this.

She spends most of the night lingering off to the side of the gathering with a glass of wine. She even got a bottle so she wouldn't have to run up to the bar whenever she needed a refill - though she isn't going to get drunk. That's just a bad idea.]