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[unbearablynaive]

Who: The Vision and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: Windrose
When: Today!

[The video clicks on to an unusual-looking man with maroon skin and a yellow gem set into his forehead. Though he's been a familiar sight around the Windrose, the Vision doesn't tend to post much so he wouldn't be surprised if there are many unfamiliar with him.

This is a special occasion, however. There's even what looks like a cake in the background.]

There was a slight time differential between my last memories of home and the calendar here. Namely, I seem to have missed the month of June entirely. Given that lack, today is the three hundred sixty-fifth day since I was created.

Accordingly, there is cake and ice cream on the Windrose for any who should care to visit.

[He pauses and furrows his brow slightly.]

I cannot vouch for the taste of either, but I assure you they received the highest ratings from the shops they were purchased at.

Comments

[unbearablynaive]

[But Kitty, you don't understand. He looks slightly distressed.]

I admit I am someone who rather enjoys the guidelines that a set of rules provides.

[passingthrough]

[You need a birthday dominatrix?]

Oh... There's probably someone out there who has birthday rules they could give you.

[unbearablynaive]

[Not quiiite.]

I suppose I should have gone to one of the ponies.

[passingthrough]

That's probably not a sentence you ever thought you'd say, right? [She hasn't actually met a pony yet, but she knows they're out there.]

[unbearablynaive]

No, I can't say I ever would have thought to. Life is surprising, isn't it?

[passingthrough]

Basically every day of my life. Which by some measures [Like this birthday.] is more days than you, making you the youngest on the ship. Well done, captain.

[unbearablynaive]

[How the youngest person on the ship got to be captain is...well. The previous captain had named him as successor, so it was all following protocol. He inclines his head, still smiling.]

Thank you, Kitty.

[passingthrough]

[She smiles.] I just need to make a stop on the moon, but then I'll be up around for hoarding the cake and ice cream. [Kidding. Maybe. She just needs to pick up that gift (a journal. So analog)] See you soon.

[unbearablynaive]

[He nods and waves, making sure to set aside at least one serving for her.]