bigdamnprincipal: (i am having a picnic)
Zoe Winchester ([personal profile] bigdamnprincipal) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2009-05-09 02:06 am

Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part III

Since the area with all the informational signs was bound to get a bit clogged up, even more tables and chairs had been set up on the lawn, in a slightly different spot.

[OCD is up! This is the SECOND post for general mingling. Use this post if your browser can't handle the comment load of the first mingling post. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are here.]

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009]

[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com 2009-05-10 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I think so? Like I said, I've never actually had a chance to go to one, so I don't know how they work."

If she had known which she wouldn't until season 4, she'd have given Dinah a rundown on the theater business in ancient Greece that sounded disturbingly like the plot of The Producers the modern model.

"And," Gabrielle added, looking puppyish and hopeful, "don't let me forget! I would love to get a chance to try out."

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009]

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-05-10 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a problem! It'll probably be a Tuesday or Thursday-- do they have those in Ancient Greece?" Dinah interrupted herself. "And I'm in Room 312 when we're in the dorms. I'll be in Rutherford B. Hayes cabin when we move out to them in a day or so. Easy to find!"

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009]

[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com 2009-05-10 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Those I'm not familiar with," Gabrielle admitted. Shocking, actually. "I'm supposed to be in . . ."

She peered at the piece of paper she'd gotten from when Peyton had shown her to the sign-in tables. "Room 218. And Lyndon B. Johnson cabin."

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009]

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-05-10 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Third day of the week, and fifth day of the week. Um. Seven-day cycle?" Dinah shook her head. "New cultures, always an adjustment. Anyway, I'll find you, or you find me, and at some point I'll explain phones and answering machines, but not now, 'cause I know someone who killed his the first week he was here and that never ends well."