Beach BBQ [Open]

[asharpertongue]

Levi's idea for a beach party had been a good one. After the past few weeks they both needed to blow off a little steam and Lara had taken to the idea like the proverbial siren to water, inviting all her employees and friends. Levi had put the word out at the police station and among his closer friends so between them a decent crowd was forming.

The tables lining the beach were piled high with food and drink, a DJ was already in full swing and people were drifting over to the large bonfire for warmth as the chill started to cut through the summer evening. A few of the Heart of Gold employees had brought their kids along for the festivities and a friend of Lara's was performing little glamours and tricks to keep them entertained. Large clusters of huge pillows were dotted about the beach just a little way from Levi's house and lanterns and firelight bathed the whole area in a warm glow.

Maybe Lara had taken it a little far but she liked to treat her friends and everyone could use a little R&R.

OOC: Levi and Lara's friends have been officially invited, but everyone else feel free to wander in at your leisure~.

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[starsfallen]

The party, in Corry's fragile first steps back into society, is a whirlwind. A blur of people breezing and swirling around her and she struggles to keep her bearings. So many strange faces, and others, more familiar, that she's not prepared to see.

So she wanders on the outskirts. Kicks off her sandals and walks along the shore. Breathing. Waves tickling her feet. Psyching herself back up to reengage with the world. She can do this. She's Corrine Flynn. The girl who once charmed America. The world. Its just a party.

But when she spies Owen, young boy tugging at his shorts, rambling enthusiastically. Corry just stands, watching, grinning. A glimpse of the future, from a childhood friend. His presence calms her. Warms her with fond memories of the boardwalk and more innocent days. When the boy wanders off, she makes her way over. "I see all that wrangling of Les and I as kids well-prepared you for the future." She beams at him, the gawky teen now in all his adult glory, highlighted by moonlight. "Its good to see you walking again."

[owenphillips]

Owen can’t help huffing out a deep breath as he hears Corry’s words. He knows it is her by voice, but he still turns to check anyway before replying, “Maybe. Maybe not – I’m starting to get a bit old for kids really.” Perhaps it was because Abi was gone, or because his own parents had been in their 30’s before kids that made him feeling like the possibility of being a Dad was slipping from his fingers. Sure he could have a kid in his 50’s if he really wanted. But he didn’t want what happened to him, where his parents died in the years where he probably needed them the most. Either way, he couldn’t help smiling when he thought about Les and Corry running around the boardwalk, putting on their little productions.

“Thanks, it’s pretty good to be walking – not that I get anywhere very far or very fast. But I no longer need people to hold open doors or bring out little ramps to get into things.” It was an independence everyone took for granted until they no longer had it. And definitely something that he was glad to be slowly clawing back.

The silence dropped then, Owen unsure what to talk about or say. As with most major events (that he’d been awake to witness) in the life of Corrine Flynn, he’d kept track via the various media outlets. So of course he knew about the kidnapping, and of course he’d wanted to be there or do something, but he’d felt that she would likely have a strong group of people around her already to ensure she was ok. So as much as he wanted to ask Corrine if she was ok or if she needed help, in his mind it seemed selfish. To bring up a traumatic event in her life, just for his own peace of mind that he hadn’t been needed.