Beach Party Log

[celebrity_commentator]

Who: The people of Union and all their wonderful friends who can be bothered to take a vacation.
Where: The Tropical Island
When: On and off, the second week of June
What: Union's more-than-annual beach party. Open log, tag around!

The sun is shining, the Wingull are squawking, and the beach of the Tropical Island is as beautiful as always. The whole city has more or less been effectively encouraged to come out, especially people who need to recover from the shenanigans in Sanctuary. The air is filled with the sounds and smells of Citadel visitors grilling, the expected murmurs of shock at Calderan fashions hitting the place where they're most practical, and of course, the colorful sights of everyone having a good time. There's lots of places to see and things to do on the island, and now's the time to enjoy them.

Comments

[sparkofgenius]

[Burning red, and he stopped, which means she won.

And she calms down, no more mad cackling.]

You'll need to come by sometime next week, I think. I'll get you a materials list later.

[punchesyu]

And where exactly is that supposed to be?

[He says while trying to calm himself down. That's not telling him where she lived, or where her shop was. Man...]

[sparkofgenius]

Oh, my workshop is at...[Insert address here.] Come by sometime after noon. I won't be awake till at least eleven. New projects keep me up late and all.

[punchesyu]

Alright. I'll make sure to drop by sometime after that.

[At least the awkward part was over.]

Well, I should get going...! I promised someone I'd meet them here! [Which he didn't actually promise anyone anything.]