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So several people had been promised a housewarming party - and George had managed to convince Mitchell not to invite everyone in the whole neighbourhood, so chances were it might not even end in disaster - which would double as a 'welcome back, Annie!' party.

That meant tea. And biscuits. But mostly loads of tea. (And little finger sandwiches; Annie had insisted, claiming they were 'classy'.)

And leis. Annie had been vocal about those, too.

But: now the place was ready, after a week of running around and shopping and arguing and laughing and then running around some more. Time to celebrate.

[[ for those who were invited, and for anyone who thinks they might have been invited! ]]

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chosehumanity

"Moscow, yeah?" Mitchell said, as he walked into the living room to deposit George's bottle on the bar. "That's something. Our Old Ones like it a bit warmer."

From:

bitten_notshy

"I think they're both completely insane," Jack shared. "I don't know why they stay there. The viking has an excuse, but Sebastien's being perverse. Your Old Ones have the right idea."

Edited Date: 2012-02-24 03:13 pm (UTC)

From:

chosehumanity

"I hear Brazil is... pretty nice," Mitchell agreed, leaning back against the bar. "I remember Moscow being bloody cold." Beat. "Wait, he's a viking? Like Eric?"

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bitten_notshy

"I suppose," Jack said, running a hand back through his hair. "I only spent a few hours with him, and he didn't seem inclined to share much of anything. Calls himself Starkad -- either after a myth, or the myth's after him."

Even odds, on that one.

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chosehumanity

"Sounds like an Old One all right," Mitchell said sympathetically.

He cleared his throat. "Anyway, would you like a drink?" he said. "We've got tea, and... tea, and... well," he waved his hand at the bar, "...and I think something orangey in the fridge."

He was also going to scoop up a lei and hand it to Jack before Annie assaulted him.

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bitten_notshy

Jack took the lei, if a bit dubiously, and slipped it over his head. He supposed it made a nice contrast to his plain blue shirt.

"I'll stick to tea for now," he decided. "Though I'm sure Kate will talk me into something horrible for me and green soon enough."