boston week: part one!

[thewonderkitten.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Boston, Massachusetts! We hope you've found your accommodations to your liking. It's Christmas week, so the streets are bustling along nicely, the trees are up, and decorations line Faneuil Hall. No snow just yet, but we hope you like the 30°F weather! (Might want to bundle up.)

Even around this time of year, there's much to be done in the city -- take a gander at some of the potential attractions on your brochure and get out there to go enjoy the sights!

((Host note: I'm starting the week off easy with a general RP, but come Wednesday, expect a new post with -- gasp -- tasks! Unfortunately, I just won't be a stable enough presence to maintain what I have planned until then. So for now, get settled in and have fun!

Feel free to go all around the city -- I've outlined/summarized some key areas to hit up in the list up there. If you're stumped on somewhere to go, hit up the mod thread and I'll make sure to point you in the right direction!))

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*chuckles softly*

Tongue injuries are very serious business. It sounds to me like you're going to need a full examination, which I will be happy to provide to you.

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*nods, pursing his lips, trying to look serious, but pretty much failing*

Mmm, yes. A full body examination. We don't want to miss any particularly...sensitive areas.

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*bites both of his lips, trying to stop his mind from wandering - she's so much better at this than he is*

Uh...uh huh. I think I can manage that.

*raises his hand, speaking a little too loudly*

Check! Check, please.

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*nods quickly as he leaves a generous tip for the waiter*

*groans softly as they bundle up to leave*

You are so perfect...how did I get such a perfect girl?

*takes her hand as they walk outside, the cold suddenly invigorating*

Is there anything else you want to do while we're out?

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

We can go dress shopping. And I am always for buying sexy underwear.

*squeezes her hand back*

Oh! Do they have Christmas themed sexy underwear?

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*smiles, a little shyly*

They make sexy underwear for boys? I hope not as tiny as your sexy underwear...I don't think they would...fit...

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*chuckles and nods*

I can definitely do that for you.

Do you want to go shopping?

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*nods quickly, squeezing her hand*

That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say. I think you read my mind.

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*he stops when she does, looking at her confused for a second, before he realizes what she's doing and he bursts out laughing*

Ah, so you can read my mind all the time? What am I thinking now?

*wraps his arms tightly around her waist, picking her up and spinning her around in the middle of the sidewalk before setting her down*

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*his eyes go wide and he gasps loudly, covering his mouth*

You're right! You're magnificent! How do you do that?!

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*smiles brightly, nodding*

Yes, ma'am!

*grasps her hand tightly as he begins to run, pulling her behind him, weaving in and out of the people walking on the street*

*laughs the entire way, not caring about the weird looks everyone is giving them, pausing only briefly as they wait to cross the street*

*he stops in front of the hotel to catch his breath, doubled over in a fit of laughter*

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*grins as he stumbles inside behind her*

*follows her to the elevator, hitting the button, as he wraps an arm around her back, holding her close to him*

I think I'm going to suggest a hands on examination as well. Just to make sure I don't miss something.

-Peeta

[http://users.livejournal.com/_eyesofpride_/]

*when she stops, he does run into her, dazed for a moment at what happened*

Wha- oh! Sorry! Sorry...

*the man gives them a dirty look before walking past them, but he puts a hand on her lower back, leading her around*

-Peeta