All-Sexuality Support Group meeting, Thursday after classes

[mississippiqueen]

The group name wasn't a lie: it really was for students of any and every sexuality -- however, if you didn't go into that classroom ready to get your same-gender-kissy on, the chance that you'd leave the same way was... fairly low. What with the rainbow-colored glitter on every available surface.

That was Emmett showing restraint. He almost took a trip to the flower shop too, but Gabrielle persuaded him that ordering enough roses to decorate every chair in the tastefully-arranged semi-circle three days before Valentine's Day would result in the employees of Covent Garden Flowers putting out a contract on him, and not the fun kind with a collar and a safeword. Okay, so Gabrielle hadn't actually used the word 'safeword,' but the sentiment was completely intact, thank you very much. As was her earnest make-people-feel-welcome smile, completely untainted by WTF because she hadn't yet figured out what the group's acronym stood for.

She had also not yet realized that she'd be picking rainbow glitter out of everything she owned for days.

"Hi, everyone," she began. "And thanks for coming to the first meeting of the All-Sexuality Support Group."

Oh, just abbreviate it, Gabrielle, and figure it out already so you can give Emmett that look. You know. That one.

The one that would get 'Oh my stars and garters, does that really spell a naughty word?' in reply from Emmett, and then he'd find himself on the business end of her staff, which sounds fun but isn't, so he was going to enjoy her ignorance while it lasted. "My lovely co-hostess is Gabrielle and I'm Emmett, and if this were a Gay-Straight Alliance, I'd be the gay one." He shot a look towards Gabrielle. "But it's not, because life can get a lot more complex than just gay and straight."

Gabrielle narrowed her eyes, shook her head, and twitched both hands in the air. "Why do you keep giving me that look?" See. This is the point he was trying to make. "Anyway, we thought we'd start off with introductions today. I know, I know, you probably all thought we were done with that by now. It's one more time, you'll be fine."

[Open! Written with the lovely ancientbschamp.]

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Arrive/Mingle

[mississippiqueen]

There are pigs-in-a-blanket and melon balls, because Emmett is subtle and because he wants to be a party planner when he grows up to be a real boy.

However, he's fifteen. Thus the glitter.

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[future_sandworm]

He had signed up for this club mostly out of curiosity, but he was here. Picking up one of thos sausage things, he took a seat, trying to avoid the glitter.

He failed on that last part.

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[wantstodirect]

Tony was going to ignore the symbolism and just fill up on snack foods, thanks.

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[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

Bless her, Sookie didn't understand the symbolism behind the food. She was concentrating harder on keeping her shields up -- this being a safe space, and all -- and looking at the glitter. Wow.

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[thatsamilkshake]

Francine kind of vaguely got the symbolism, but assumed she was just being dirty-minded. Besides, she was hungry. Thus she had a paper plate full of both items. It gave her something to do besides look nervous and stick to Katchoo like glue.

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[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Katchoo wasn't the support group type (unless you maybe wanted to throw her into Alcoholics Anonymous, which let's face it, she could use), and she was really just here for Francine's sake. And glaring mildly at Gabrielle. And let's all take a moment to be glad Kennedy wasn't here, or there'd be some non-bunny-like growling coming from one Katina Choovanski.

She was eyerolling at the food, but she was sure that was all Emmett, there.

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[bitten_notshy]

Jack took a few melon balls and scoped out the group, curious who else had come to this. (He understood that, symbolically, he should have taken a little of each,, but there was a whole not-eating-pork thing that overruled choosing an appropriately symbolic snack.)

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[likethegun]

Sam snickered at the food, because deep down he could still be fourteen sometimes, but didn't take any, perfectly content to mingle without trying to eat at the same time.

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin was there. Vaguely confused, but happy with the food, but there.

Mmmm. Meat.

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[onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com]

Hayley kept snagging melon balls throughout the meeting. Hey, they were tasty.