anyastark:

Today was a good day. Steve was finally getting out of the hospital and they'd have a few days together over the long holiday weekend. Provided of course that nothing went to hell in Boston and she'd have to go back and help the Thunderbolts deal with the disaster. Here was to hoping.

There was a bounce to her step as she made her way to his room. She carried a bag that contained some clothes for him and a pair of shoes. He didn't need to be going home in his skivvies. Though she definitely liked seeing him in his skivvies, or better yet nothing at all.

She opened the door a crack and poked her head inside.

nextgen_holiday:

"When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bonds which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness."

Across the great nation of the United States of America people everywhere celebrate the freedoms that they enjoy, the history, government, and traditions of the United States with fireworks, parades, barbecues, carnivals, fairs, picnics, concerts, baseball games, political speeches and ceremonies, and various other public and private events.

nextgen_parent:

Lady Sif placed the two new swords for Aridis and Svalin on the table with the other items that were bound for Migard. Four new daggers, one for each, were also placed on the table. A new war hammer for Halbjorn was added along with a pouch containing common spell items. Added to the weapons were new clothes made by Einmyria and also various baked goods.

It was mid-summer and the kids, though they weren't really kids anymore, would receive gifts from their parents. Sif wasn't exactly the most maternal of women, but she did love her children and worried about them as any mother would. Even if she didn't bear some of them.

Now it was time to deliver the gifts.

"Skari!" she called.

_tsunami_:

Cait had eaten enough food at the cookout that she thought her stomach would explode. She love the US Independence Day and the celebrations that went with it. While Brazil had an Independence Day (it was in September), it wasn't celebrated much in Nova Roma. The Nova Romans barely recognized themselves as a part of Brazil, let alone really celebrated the Brazilian holidays. Besides, they had enough Roman holiday to have something to celebrate during every week of the year. No kidding.

Today was Independence Day in the United States and a day of Pax in Nova Roma. The two mixed rather well, surprisingly enough. In the US people set aside differences and celebrated the birth of a nation. It was a rather peaceful day overall.

Cait wandered down to the edge of the lake to watch the fireworks. Others liked watching from the lawn, but near the lake the fireworks reflected on the water and it made them even more interesting. Cait settled the surface of the lake until it was as smooth as glass. Thankfully there wasn't a breeze and it was easier than it could have been.

She spread out a blanket and sat down. With any luck she'd have some company.

glinting:

The 1812 Overture played in the background as Tamara walked out to the backyard of Excalibur headquarters, American flag cake in hand. Though they were England, it was still the Fourth of July, which a good number of them celebrated. It was also Tamara's birthday. She was twenty years old today. She'd picked up some cupcakes when she was at the bakery earlier. Singing Happy Birthday wasn't a requirement, but it wouldn't hurt if she got to blow a candle out of one of the cupcakes.

"I come bearing baked goods!" Tamara said with a grin, setting them down on the table.