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sim From: [info]sim Date: September 9th, 2010 09:24 pm (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Open

On all accounts, the party had been a great success. There had been the usual successes like touching a sophomore girl's boob, accidentally punching Gray in the eye and practicing wrestling moves on Freshmen. Sim was quite happy with himself as he walked the length of the clearing, drinking his Sailor Jerry and nodding at any hot girl's he stumbled into. Earlier on this evening, Sim had been kind enough to share his energy shots with the rest of the school, via a secret operation to spike the punch bowl. Hey, if anyone was stupid enough to drink from the punch bowl they deserved to be wide awake 'til Sunday.

As he was congratulating himself on job well done, Sim's foot connected with something hard and heavy on the ground. Uncovering a sheet with his foot, Sim almost cried, for it was beautiful. A pile of fireworks. Firecrackers, rockets, sparklers and what looked like a hand-held flare. Without wasting a moment, Sim grabbed handfulls of the treasure and made for the edge of the clearing. Better just to test them out, and everything.

Sticking a rocket in the ground, Sim clumsily lit the fuse, it took several tries, apparently crouching whilst drunk is a hard task. Standing next to the firework, his face lit up gleefully by the fuse, Sim stumbled back as a massive whistling noise filled the party. As the rocket shot off it surprised Sim enough that he fell flat on his butt, staring in amazement as it sailed into the air and exploded with a bang. With one hand checking his eyebrows were still there, Sim pointed up to the sky and shouted at the person next to him.

"Did you see that?" He asked excitedly, getting to his feet and reaching for another.
anastas From: [info]anastas Date: September 10th, 2010 03:39 am (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas

After walking Sunny home Anastas made his way back to the party. He wasn't yet ready to call it a night. Picking up a drink as he traveled through the party he made his way around passed out bodies, those still dancing, the ones still drinking and headed to the edge of the clearing to watch whatever it was that Sim was doing.

"Quite impressive," he commented with a genuine grin. He took a good swig of his beer and rubbed the back of his neck with his spare hand. "Are there more?"
sim From: [info]sim Date: September 10th, 2010 10:42 am (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas

"What?" Sim shouted, a confused look on his face. Could anybody else hear that ringing sound? "Oh right, yeah!" He bounded over to the pile of fireworks, uncovering it dramatically.

"Everything you could ever dream of" he slurred, grinning.
anastas From: [info]anastas Date: September 11th, 2010 03:33 am (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas

Stas reached into his pocket and flipped open his lighter as he brought out. "Let us get this party started," he said with a smirk. He picked a few fireworks out of the pile and lined them up so he could light them all at once for a more impressive show.

He lit the first and continued moving down the line to light each one after until all the fuses were burning and they began rocketing into the sky. Except for the one that spun downward and shot toward a knot of people. "Look out!" Stas yelled in Russian. He quickly stashed his lighter and then took another swig of his beer, turning to Sim with a guilty grin. "Oops."
sim From: [info]sim Date: September 14th, 2010 02:13 pm (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas

Sim watched the firework fly into a group of people, who were already diving out of the way. He was almost doubled over with laughter as the group reassembled, flipped the two boys off and continued whatever they were doing.

"Watch, watch" he said eagerly, lighting another rocket, pulling a cigarette out and lighting the end with the fuse. He managed to duck out of the way just in time as the firework took off into the sky. He exhaled a large puff of smoke and examined the biggest firework lovingly. He looked over to Stas to see what he was thinking.
anastas From: [info]anastas Date: September 29th, 2010 04:43 am (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas

"Are we arriving at the grand finale already?" he asked with an amused grin. He took a generous swig of the drink he'd picked up, finishing it off and throwing the bottle into the woods. "Let us fire it off and then find more drinks."

He stumbled closer to the biggest firework, plucking it out of the pile and shoving the wooden stand into the ground. There were other, smaller fireworks that he lined up around it. If set off properly they'd just make it past the trees without setting anything on fire... Or so he thought.

"Would you care for the honors?"
gregoire From: [info]gregoire Date: September 29th, 2010 10:22 pm (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas/GRAY!

"GENTLEMEN!" Gray clamored from nearby, or that was what it would have sounded like were it not for the cigarette in his mouth. It sounded a little more like 'Memelmen!' but he was sure his point was made.

His left eye was swollen half-shut, but he seemed in high spirits nonetheless. Despite having been left out of his third favorite activity in the entire word. (Blowing things up.) He exhaled a cloud of smoke and fished his lighter from his back pocket.

The flame was rigged so it went twice as high as it needed to, as he demonstrated with a flick of the flint.

"Allow me."
sim From: [info]sim Date: September 29th, 2010 10:27 pm (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas/GRAY!

Sim turned joyfully at the sound of his roommate, he could distinguish the accentno matter what was stuffed in Gray's mouth.

"Bro!" He called excitedly, dangerously close to actually giggling, he motioned for Gray to do the honours, laughing furiously as the flame from his lighter aluminated his swollen eye.

"Make it a good one, man!" Sim ran over to where Stas was, figuring that it would be safer if they stayed together.
anastas From: [info]anastas Date: September 29th, 2010 10:32 pm (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas/GRAY!

"GRAY!" Stas called cheerfully. True, he'd spent most of the party looking for Sunny (and then trying to make out with Sunny), but once she was back in the dorms he was free to enjoy the party with his drinking buddies.

The eye, which would surely be swollen shut by the morning was a story for after the spectacular fireworks display.

"Light it up," he nodded in agreement.
gregoire From: [info]gregoire Date: September 30th, 2010 03:41 pm (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas/GRAY!

Gray nodded silently, and a few too many times--, giving his friends a thumbs-up, a wink and a grin. Something like an astronaut about to blast off into space.

He might has well have been, really. It probably would have been safer. The Canadian lit the fuses and hissed in pain as the metal part of his lighter singed his thumb, dropping it into the grass.

Sparks flew from the rockets as they finally lit properly--and he yelped, jumping back and brushing tiny embers from the fabric of his jeans as the fireworks made their way skywards.
sim From: [info]sim Date: September 30th, 2010 09:29 pm (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas/GRAY!

Sim cheered as the firework took off, even with the ringing in his ears he could hear the whistling of it echoing around the clearing as everyone stopped and stared at it. It blast up through the trees (thankfully) and exploded into a shower of purple and red sparkles in the sky.

"Fuck yeah!"Sim shouted, jumping on Gray's back and rubbing the top ofhis head furiously with his knuckles.
anastas From: [info]anastas Date: October 1st, 2010 06:22 am (UTC) (Link)

Sim/Stas/GRAY!

Stas rushed forward and failed miserably in his attempt to jump on Sim's back. He landed on his own back laying in the singed dirt and looking up through the trees. Propped on his elbows he realized his attempted man pile would have ended badly anyway.

"Let us set some more things on fire," he suggested cheerfully from the ground, "after we find some more drinks."
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