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BIRTHDAY BAR NITE

Wednesday night brings the Lobby a large influx of celebrants. It's Reggie and Beck's birthday! This is just a normal night at the bar functionally; unless otherwise noted, all characters will have to pay for their own drinks, although Ares will bully everyone to purchase them for the birthday kids. He made a very simple cake with a somewhat expired box mix, and didn't kill anyone while doing it, but there's not really enough for everyone. Sorry! At a certain point there are fireworks! This is the most basic ic/ooc in the whole world but have fun.

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OTHER WHITNEY AREAS: Beau & Carter

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Beau takes the rifle and gets into shooting stance. She may not be a decorated Olympian, but she learned how to shoot when Carter did, and grew comfortable with a sniper rifle during the long months when it was just the two of them alone. Beau's an okay shot. Better when she's sober, better when it's not so cold, but her goal isn't to kill anything tonight.

"They were taking volunteers for more patrols near the fence." She scans the road through the scope. "Fun date opportunity."

OTHER WHITNEY AREAS: Beau & Carter

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Instinctively, Carter's eyes follow the end of the rifle, to see what's on the other side. Nothing from here. She sinks on to the floor of the guard tower to conserve warmth and let the fatigue settle in her limbs for just a moment. "Weren't you saying. That I have enough jobs?" She says with a world-weary sigh, "I've done my time on patrol. All I found was sheep."

OTHER WHITNEY AREAS: Beau & Carter

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"Wooow, so you agree with me that you're working too much." Beau's eyes flick over when Carter drops to the floor, but she otherwise keeps her attention on the rifle. Her voice is casual as she says, "I thought you had fun on your sheep trip."