RP Cluster 9: Tents 38-41

[ringoate-mybaby.livejournal.com]

((Open to Bart Allen, Oz, George St. Bartleigh, Doug Murphy, Rogue, Willow Rosenberg, Janet Fraiser, Zelgadiss Graywords))

All in all, Oz was taking the end of his bachelor-days rather well. He had just got back to Hogwarts after vanning around Scotland, and had been avoiding unpacking. And now he didn't even have to avoid it anymore. Nice.

Although he did not fight the crowd that was shooed into the tent village, he still got some bumps (especially around the knees). He glanced at his token but rather than heading straight to his tent, Oz decided to take the scenic route. He noticed along the way that there were enough hot tubs to provide hundreds of hours of uncomfortable silence after an accidental groping and a tunnel of love that looked like a monstrous caterpillar. Together they were probably wasting enough water to... eh, Oz wasn't feeling like a metaphor. It was just wasting a lot of water.

Oz made his way to Cluster Nine, which contained tents 38, 39, 40, and 41. It was located at the corner of the tennis court, and just close enough to the Beet Farm for things to probably be uncomfortable.

38 was Oz's tent number. He glanced inside it and looked out, blinking. He then looked back inside, and then looked out again. "Huh."

He'd be checking that one out for a while.

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[tallyhopippip.livejournal.com]

"Tally ho!" George waved, while still in his Georgina dress. "Looks like we're neighbors, then! I'm George."

[ringoate-mybaby.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Oz waved, not too concerned about the choice of dress. "And nice choice of salutation. It's fallen out of use, but it's really an underrated classic."

[nervous-guy.livejournal.com]

Dear Lord, his wife husband newly-wed significant other was kind of... strange. In a dress. And a man. Doug didn't know how to take any of this. He was still tugging compulsively at his suit (http://manolomen.com/images/Paul%20Stuart%20flannel%20suit.jpg), nervously, following closely behind George and not entirely sure what a husban was supposed to do, in general. "Did you get jumped to be married too?"

[ringoate-mybaby.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Oz shrugged. "It happens."

[tallyhopippip.livejournal.com]

"Well, we use that expression all the time where I'm at! Except Captain Blackadder, he tends to make a joke."

[sponge-girl-x.livejournal.com]

Rogue wandered over, too bewildered to be angry. A quick check ensured that she knew where her new tent was and that her things were all there. She saw no reason to stay inside the house to wait for the inevitable awkward meeting, so she sat out front to meet her new neighbors.

[ringoate-mybaby.livejournal.com]

Noticing that Rogue was sitting alone, Oz waved her over to join the rest of the guys. (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1423446.html?thread=72376150#t72376150)

[sponge-girl-x.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Rogue said, half smiling, and wandered over.

[recentlygay.livejournal.com]

Finally Willow found the tent with her number on it, and a rather pretty girl sitting out front. She moved forward and waved, smiling slightly nervously as she came forward. "Hi, I'm Willow." She said, and held out her token. "Number 40?"

[sponge-girl-x.livejournal.com]

Rogue grinned back faintly and flashed her token. "Number forty. I'm Rogue."

[recentlygay.livejournal.com]

"Rogue? That's a neat name!" Willow said excitedly. And then there was that awkward silence where she had no idea what to say, so she blurted out, "Do you like books?"

[sponge-girl-x.livejournal.com]

"It's a nickname. My real name's Marion." She managed a genuinely amused smile this time. "If we're gonna be married, I figure you should probably know that." She shrugged at Willow's question. "They're okay, I guess. I've never been much of a reader."

[recentlygay.livejournal.com]

What the whosits? She'd been here barely a week already surprise! marriage? What would her parents say? What would Tara say?

But hey, at least there was cake, right? And if there wasn't champagne would help. And hey, hottubs were always good! She tried to convince herself that things like this happened all the time as she wandered around the cluster of tents, trying to find her number.

[ringoate-mybaby.livejournal.com]

When Oz caught sight of a familiar shock of red hair, he immediately raised his hand and called out. "Hey, Willow!" He hadn't seen her since her sorting (did he get around to voting a House for her?), and this was bound to be an unusually awkward experience. Who could turn down that?

[recentlygay.livejournal.com]

The sight of someone she knew made Willow feel much, much better. Well, of course, until she remembered she was supposed to be married to someone, and that that someone could be Oz. She smiled nervously at him and wandered over. "You got ninja-married too, huh?"

[ringoate-mybaby.livejournal.com]

"Ninja Marriage: The Lighter-Side of Cults." Oz held out his token for her to see as proof. "Number 38."

[recentlygay.livejournal.com]

"I got 40." She said, holding her own token up. "Guess this means we need to find our spouses." She laughed. "Man, I sort of wish I could write Giles and tell him about this. He'd be all Britishy and 'oh bother'."

[dr-fraiser.livejournal.com]

Janet passed by those gathered without a word, hellbent on inspecting her tent for the condition of her research. (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1422617.html?thread=72350745#t72350745) She entered tent 41 and began rummaging through the items she recognized as hers.

[ra-tilt-chimera.livejournal.com]

Which would have been most of them, as Zel didn't really have that much stuff. He picked up Lina the cat, examining her briefly to make sure she was alright, then set her down. Well, it could be worse, he reflected. I could be stuck with a guy. Heck, I could be stuck with Wolfram. Might as well try being optimistic for a change.

Not sure how to attract his new "wife's" attention, he coughed quietly. "Um, hello?"

[dr-fraiser.livejournal.com]

Notes in hand, Janet whirled around. Iggy, (http://pics.livejournal.com/spiritofkitties/pic/0004798e/s320x320) who had been trying to butt his head against her leg, skittered off at the sudden movement. Her glare turned to a brief look of surprise at his appearance, and then a sheepish smile. "Hi. Sorry, I'm--I've been doing some research that I consider fairly important." She hefted the makeshift folder full of parchment up so he could see. "I need to make sure my notes are all here." She got to her feet, shifted the folder to one arm, and held out her hand. "Janet Fraiser."

[ra-tilt-chimera.livejournal.com]

Zel shook the proffered hand. "Zelgadiss Graywords. Call me Zel, it's easier to remember. And I understand - my, uh, grandfather used to run a lot of experiments like that." Great-grandfather, actually, but explaining that you'd known your own great-grandfather until you were seventeen tended to bring up a lot of questions.

Of course, so did the fact that Zel had stone for skin, but oh, well.

[impulsivekid.livejournal.com]

There is a blur, in and out of the tent, and back a couple of times before it resolves into a Young teenage boy, in shorts and a t-shirt. "Okay, Oz is a girls name, right? Please, please tell me Oz is a girls name, cause, I've read some of those stories on the net about Kon and Tim, and I am not yaoi, or hentai or anything like that!"

[ringoate-mybaby.livejournal.com]

"...it could be a girls name." Oz turned around to catch sight of Impulse. And... he was married to a comic book character. Well, that was something. But then, for all he knew, he was a comic book character as well. Proud cast member of the 'Willow the Witch' comic. "Sometimes."

He held out ticket number 38.

[impulsivekid.livejournal.com]

Bart groans, slumping into a pile on the floor. "I don't have to be the wife, do I?"

[ringoate-mybaby.livejournal.com]

"...or the husband." Oz gave Bart a concerned look. "It's just the Hat."