jukebox selection G09 - this could be your year ; ryan star

[huntersdaughter]

[There's a sharp exhale across the journal.]

Alright. I've played along so far with the tea dresses with ankle socks and pin curls, but this is an extreme I was not expecting when I came into work today.

I wasn't going to forget that today is the fourth. Honest.

[She's done venting to the castle and now addresses the rest of the place.]

If you've seen the fliers in the lobby, they're accurate. Apparently, the castle is helping me hold a party - which I didn't need help with in the first place, but either way - it starts tonight and everyone's welcome. It's also Steve's birthday, but no gifts required.

Just tell him happy birthday when you see him. [Her voice sounds a bit flatter than usual, seeing as she's not exactly thrilled with what she's wearing. Again.]



Steve ]

We need to talk about the kind of company you kept when you were back home.

And what they wore.

Comments

[whatialways_do]

[Guess who tried to dress in 40s style clothes before she came to work today -- PANTS to be more specific -- and was overruled by the castle the minute she walked in the door.]

... the hell is this?

[huntersdaughter]

[Have a frown from Jo.]

Well, at least I'm not the only one. [Have a gloved wave.]

[whatialways_do]

[sighs as she makes her way over]

I can handle the other skirts. This is a little over the top.

[huntersdaughter]

It's not a lot of top either.

[whatialways_do]

Yeah. Could definitely use a little more of that.

Jo ]

[valuedstrength]

... Are you in a costume too?

Steve ]

[huntersdaughter]

Yep. Not one I would ever wear, on my own, either.

Jo ]

[valuedstrength]

That makes two of us. [A beat.] So I've got a birthday party today?

[This is awkward. He was trying to keep it to himself!]

Steve ]

[huntersdaughter]

I tried to keep it small, I invited your friends. Then... this happened and there's a party for Victory Day. Not really sure what Victory we have here in the castle, but -- it doesn't seem to matter.

Jo ]

[valuedstrength]

[Steve can appreciate that. ;;] Thanks Jo. Let's just try to make the best of it; outfits and all.

dictated;

[gottaknockhard]

There's more?

[huntersdaughter]

Yes. Apparently.

[gottaknockhard]

It's just the staff, huh?

[Important to ask before he goes to see.]

[huntersdaughter]

The new thing? Yes, but the bar is still the same as it's been all week.

[gottaknockhard]

Could be worse, then.

[wastheexample]

[Haymitch doesn't really care what the castle does to his atire as he steps into the Lux (after all, it's not all that different to what he wears normally anyway). He will, however, take one look at Jo and chuckle himself to his usual seat.

You know. Like a good friend]

[huntersdaughter]

[She points at him, with a slight bit of warning in her expression. It's the sort of warning that goes along with Jo being stuck in an outfit like this.]

I can refuse to serve you, if you give me any lip - you realize.

[wastheexample]

[He smirks, giving a shurg]

Wouldn't dream of mocking your little...uh. Whatever party you've got going on here.

[huntersdaughter]

I didn't pick it. [Shrug. She tries to stop the damn skirt from swishing with every step she takes, but it... just swishes by default.]

Do you want a drink or do you think you just want to mock me for a bit longer. [She might seem slightly bitter, but she's still amused a touch.]

[wastheexample]

I sure hope you didn't.

[He weighs up the fun he'd have with mocking her more, and the chances of not getting any alcohol tonight and picks the one he wants to actually live with]

I'll have that drink. So what is all this about anyway? Is it all for that guy's birthday? [Which he is avoiding like the PLAGUE]

[bonniewitch]

You too, huh? I thought I was the only one in this outfit.

[huntersdaughter]

Bonnie, trust me, this wasn't my idea at all.

[bonniewitch]

I didn't think you were the type to do that sort of thing anyway. So yeah, I trust you.

[huntersdaughter]

Yeah, I would never pick dresses.

[bonniewitch]

You're more of a jeans kind of a girl. I get that.