Lorelei, Lost and Found: just before the party, Susan Field finds Lorelei locked in the Attic. Lorelei explains that she was the first to arrive at the Hive and thought she would do a exploring, but got locked in the attic. //// Bright and Jovial Among Our Guests Tonight 5pm, 11/9/04 to 2am, 11/10/04 at The Hive. The UFfers are bizzily preparing the Hive and themselves for the Party. As the party gets under way we find that Janette, Nick and LaCroix have already arrived. Next Miklos and Alma enter. The first guest faction to arrive are the Merc's. Liz looked around for the llama who was around last War, while Eve wasnt sure if she needed to avoid Julia (after having left the UF leader at the CN tower in a Raggedy Ann outfit during the last War on a job). As the evening progresses the chatter, comradery and intoxication levels rise. //// Friends of Foes... 11 pm to Midnight at The Hive Upstairs Nancy and Kathy chat while preparing for the party. Half an hour later the party is under way, Nancy is keeping an eye out for Nick and LaCroix, while Carrie Ann has received a pat on the head from Janette. A few minutes later Carrie Ann slipped out of her collar to socialize with LaCroix. UF: Cousins we hope the days are near at hand that chambers will be safe UF Hive, 3:00am 11/10/04, after the Hive Party The UFfers bid their departing guests goodnight. A good time, and a good deal to many drinks , had been had by all. As the UFfers began to settle into bed, the unthinkable happened, Carrie Ann found Ants! What was to be done, chemicals could not be used, neither could WMD (weapons of mass destruction). Only one thing... "The Flamenco!" Ants were squished left and right, those that survived were promptly consumed by Sebastian the Possum. Realization dawned they had been attacked. The proof was an empty container with a timer. But who..... COUSINS... WAR: UF: "Knock, knock; never at quiet! What are you?" Thursday, Nov. 10, 2004; Around noon, The Hive, Shelley the Cousinly Janitor, Came to the Hive selling canteens and pocket knives. Torn between the foolishness of letting a --perhaps Trojan -- Cousin inside, and the lure of sharp objects, Les waffled, allowing Shelley into the foyer. When Les returned with a few more UFfers, the Cousinly Janitor was found dangling by both hands from the foyer's elegant chandelier. For the delicate sensibilities of our readers we have chosen for go further description of her psychic travails the Cousinly Janitor underwent at the hands of those merciless UFfers.