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With graduation festivities occurring over the weekend, the school administration expected most of the graduation guests to begin arriving today. To ensure guests felt welcomed, Barney's student council minions had set up a small gathering on the lawn where the guests could arrive, mingle, and feign relaxation before heading off with their graduates.

Or where they could all hear about how George got the makeouts with his girl the night before. Someone was a little chatty while hefting the tables and chairs that would serve guests well for getting a load off after travel, and Barney thought it was a tale worth sharing. For the hungry and forgetful, there were finger foods and nametags spread out on a long table. It was time to get the all-weekend grad party started!

[Up early because I have no control over the internets once I go to work!]

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Again, name tags and food, people.

Remember, every time we say the word 'mingle' a little squirrel takes a shot.

This is just a small gathering type post so the guests, alums, and expats have somewhere to meet up with people easily! As the lawn is open to all, so too is this post.

Jaina hadn't heard anything from home or John, so she was assuming no one was showing. She'd come to grips with it, or at least was pretending like a champ. She was disappointed, but she understood. Sometimes things came up, and it wasn't like she hadn't given her parents warning after warning about coming here now. They probably thought she didn't want them there anyway. She'd live.

Anyway, there were still people to watch, and she might have been hoping to see Luke show. So she found a spot off to the side to keep a lookout and to not look like she was trying to force herself to mingle or anything.

Kyle wasn't meeting anyone. He wasn't graduating, though he did know some people that were. Really, he had no reason to be here, but there was free food that wasn't pre-packaged and didn't involve preparing. Of course he was here.

Don't mind him. He was going to be over here, near the food table, stuffing his face.

So, apparently his parents were coming. Now, that was a surprise in itself because he hadn't been expecting it. They'd been busy when he'd been free and he'd been busy when they'd been free.

Hannibal wasn't sure how things were going to go but he was a little excited about seeing his parents again after so long. Hopefully, things would go smoothly for the entire weekend. He could only but hope.

Just because Angela didn't have any family coming (and don't think she wasn't a little put out by that), she would not be stopped from coming out to see who else was around for graduation. Always a people person, she was winding through the small crowd, mingling and picking at the finger food.

Chuck had been so preoccupied being worried about where the hell Castiel had gone off to, he almost forgot about this whole graduation thing. Lily and Nate both said they'd show up this weekend but Chuck had his doubts. He really didn't think Lily was required to show up, stepmother or not, and Nate was well...Nate. He tended to forget about things that weren't about him.

Either way, Chuck had made sure to be at this little gathering just in case hell froze over and they did show.

Naomi knew that her parents were coming for graduation as well as Icheb, Admiral Janeway had told her that she'd try to make it but she wasn't really expecting her to turn up.

She thought she'd keep a look out just in case and so she was there and mingling.

Their first visit their son's school happened to the his high school graduation for many reasons. It wasn't that they hadn't wanted to see him but Hannibal had his life and they had theirs and it'd worked out.

But, they weren't going to ignore his graduation thus the parents of Hannibal King were checking in and glancing around the island curiously.

"It's warm here," John said idly, slapping on a nametag. "I can see why he's stayed so long."

"He's probably at the beach now," his wife answered, smiling as she settled her own nametag on her shirt. "That's where I'd be."

"Well, you don't look like you've withered away," John said lazily once he'd spotted the younger King in the crowd. "Not that I was concerned."

"He only cried once or twice," Julia added, already reaching out for a hug. She didn't care if he was an adult, he was getting hugged by his mother. "It was quite manly."

Hey, it wasn't like Hannibal was going to deny a hug from his mother. Even in the middle of a crowd, he wouldn't do that and it'd been awhile so he felt his masculine image could take the hit.

"You guys made it," he said, smiling at them both. "And just in time to see me don a fruity cap and gown. How convenient."

Teasing was allowed. He'd gotten it from somewhere, after all.

Sebastien, in truth, was not well enamored of nametags. He thought it took the effort out of conversation, and if a creature such as he could extend the courtesy involved in learning a name, he saw no reason why others could not.

Nevertheless, in a show of his own good manners, he took one.

Suffice to say that this Great Detective was no mingler; while he would attend a party as befitted one of his situation, he largely kept to the edges of the crowd and observed those there unless he had a specific objective. If approached, he would be nothing but cordial, but he felt it best to leave such a matter in the hands of others; whether this was from age-old stubbornness of some sort or a mental tic designed to prevent his mind from considering them prey to be approached was hard to say and not something he was about to bend his mental energies upon.

He did wonder where Jack might be.

"No, no, I don't see him." Naomi put her hands on her hips. "This just figures."

Trucker sighed softly. "He's probably busy. I'm sure he'll turn up."

"It's just disappointing. I had such high hopes."

"There there," said Trucker, turning in a slow circle to take in the school and the grounds and the various people scattered about. "Priestly will be here though, right?"

"Yes, yes, of course." Naomi waved her hand dismissively. "I just really wanted to show you the Mountie."

Priestly had rushed up from the diner as fast as he could, as soon as he remembered his mom was flying in, today. She wasn't hard to pick out of the crowd. "Mom?"

"BOAZ!"

Really, she totally had to shout it that loud. Totally.

Dean had dropped his stuff off at the house, checking in on family, cat, and cat's kitten mama before heading off to the official arrival thingy.

Partially to check in on his brother and friends who would also be graduating, partially because he knew there was going to be the usual food spread available. And Dean was nothing if not about the free food.

Priestly winced. "Keep it down, Mom, I -- Trucker!" Priestly grinned. "You made it!"

"You think I was gonna miss my best cook's graduation?"

Naomi smacked him. "He's your only cook and you know it. Boaz!" she said again. "It's so good to see you!" She hugged him tight, then pulled back to look him over. "You couldn't have at least shaved?"

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