Vancouver. The Gathering. It has begun.

Thursday Night, pre-Gather (For TCH, lasting approximately 1100 minutes)

LadyStarlight spent a lovely several hours as the only one here, unabashedly and deservedly doing absolutely nothing. Your illustrious Chronicler then arrived to interrupt this peaceful hiatus and provide helpful information son the dialing of "9" when making a local call. On the other hand, LadyS was happily going through her "Pressies!!!" (A 2 pound box of Godiva chocolates and two tiaras—one for every day and another for special occasions). She was very cute dancing around in her new tiara, admiring herself in the mirror and noting how very cute she was in her tiara. I, however, received chocolate as a bribe present from LadyS. (Pictures of LadyS were taken…availability dependent upon the offer of more chocolate than LadyS is offering to keep them suppressed). BuffyBoy then arrived and we went to dinner, where many of the philosophical questions surrounding the Buffyverse were discussed with total meaning given to all the possible plot holes and discrepancies but, well, hey… I was eating and didn't take notes so, oh, well.

We then went back up to the room to discover that anom and Scroll had arrived and left us a voice mail although retaining a little too much discretion by not telling us their room number. Luckily this was easily resolved with a short game of tag and then there we all were, together at last. The Gathering Present (A CD of Buffy goodies) was distributed to each [waits for jealousy to subside…], and I tortured all by making them watch parts of it. The Friday night group became complete upon the much-anticipated arrival of Masquerade, providing more opportunity for torture [grins evilly and hums Hamster Dance].

The future of Angel was mapped out, with agreement reached about what must be done…(in the words of masq the falsifier [masqthephlsphr]"You [ME] must address this! You have to!!!" Discussion ranged far and wide throughout the BuffyVerse, the AngelVerse, large cats, painted tigers that may have either identity crises or perhaps an ego boost, what with black being so slimming. Caffeine, chocolate, carrots, conversation and silliness ensued. In the inimitable style of ATPo the label of the Gathering Present CD was analyzed regarding the placement of the cast pictures, with the implications of the various pairings and juxtaposition of the pictures given serious consideration. Copious amounts of spackle were applied, flung, dollopped and poured over the series. (Luckily, the possible suffocation of Connor and Cordelia was noted and enough spackle was removed to allow them to breathe). Eventually the Gathered began dropping, one at a time, victims of sleep…fighting all the way, knowing cameras were at hand. Finally, upon agreement that no bowls of water would be employed against whomever fell asleep first, it was agreed that bedtime was nigh…oh let's be honest…bedtime was in full attack mode. A retreat was called for, but in the end complete surrender was the only possible outcome.

From: (Anonymous)

From dub...big cats


Hey! You talked about big cats last night? I have a VERY big cat! How did I miss that?

Also tigers. There's a tiger in the novel I'm writing (well, trying to). His name is Job.

How are you. I am fine. Wish you were here. Ooops, you are!

See you tomorrow.

dub

From: (Anonymous)

Note to self


Never use the word 'minutes' to refer to notes on something ever, ever again!!! Although that pre-Gathering lasted many, many minutes. There you all are discussing Buffy and Angel, and here I am avoiding revision revising studiously for my exams this week. Not at all fair. Anyway, thanks for the Chronicles LB, I await the next instalment as eagerly as is appropriate!

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