Finnick Odair (
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asgardmeridiem2013-08-09 05:23 pm
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Storm the Water!
Who: Finnick Odair and YOU
What: Back in the park wasting time in the water.
When: During the Glitchy Network Restoration Early Afternoon 308
Where: The Park by the water. More shennanigans and more spirit lifting.
Rating: PG!
[It seemed that with everything they had been through Finnick had noticed again things just seemed off. With all the fighting done for now, things definitely needed a pick me up, and if there was one person that could do that it was Finnick Odair. Sitting down on the bench in the park he stared at the water.
Every time they did something that was fun, there was always water involved. A small grin lighting up his features, Finnick quietly drew out a small map.

Picking random names he starts to send out the crudely drawn picture. After about half an hour of sending invites, he stops and leans back on the bench, waiting. Obviously this is a little less planned out, but sometimes those are the best kinds of things, or so Finnick hopes.]
[OOC: Finnick has decided to invite as many people as he could in order to have a little more fun. If he can find your inbox he's invited you. However anyone is allowed to attend as this is just another way to mingle for new and old.]
What: Back in the park wasting time in the water.
When: During the Glitchy Network Restoration Early Afternoon 308
Where: The Park by the water. More shennanigans and more spirit lifting.
Rating: PG!
[It seemed that with everything they had been through Finnick had noticed again things just seemed off. With all the fighting done for now, things definitely needed a pick me up, and if there was one person that could do that it was Finnick Odair. Sitting down on the bench in the park he stared at the water.
Every time they did something that was fun, there was always water involved. A small grin lighting up his features, Finnick quietly drew out a small map.

Picking random names he starts to send out the crudely drawn picture. After about half an hour of sending invites, he stops and leans back on the bench, waiting. Obviously this is a little less planned out, but sometimes those are the best kinds of things, or so Finnick hopes.]
[OOC: Finnick has decided to invite as many people as he could in order to have a little more fun. If he can find your inbox he's invited you. However anyone is allowed to attend as this is just another way to mingle for new and old.]