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driftfleet2016-06-08 06:00 pm
dontthinkaboutelephants) wrote in driftfleet2016-06-08 06:00 pm
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birthdayyy
Who: Syeira, Arthur, anyone who's friends with Syeira!
Broadcast: none
Action: at the Space bar on the Iskaulit
When: today at 6pm
Arthur's set up the Space bar with handmade decorations, streamers, and a sign that neatly spells out 'Happy Birthday, Syeira'. Of course there's the bar, where you can buy drinks. Nami's probably here somewhere to ask permission.
But there's also a beverage table, with neat little labels for the punch, water, and free alcoholic beverages. There's also a nice heap of finger foods: crackers, dips, sandwiches, whatever Arthur could trade for or buy for the party.
There's a table set up for card games, a small area for dancing to the music that's playing in the background, and some tables in the corners for the less sociable.
All bards and the musically-inclined are encouraged to play and sing. Heck, maybe you can get Syeira to sing for everyone!
Arthur's set up a game of passing the orange, too, because evidently he gets his party ideas from classic movies. For those unaware, you're supposed to form two lines, each line being a team. You have to start with the orange tucked under your chin, and must pass it to the next person, until the last person, no matter where the orange rolls to. What an excellent way to awkwardly meet someone!
Don't forget cake! How did Arthur manage to find enough ingredients for cake? Who knows, but it's just a small sheet cake, vanilla. He did his best. It tastes decent, at least.
And there's a pile of presents on a table in the corner. Maybe you should find the birthday girl and give yours to her.
Have fun!
[ooc: Feel free to make a starter. Anyone friends with Syeira is invited! Backtags are always welcome.]
Broadcast: none
Action: at the Space bar on the Iskaulit
When: today at 6pm
Arthur's set up the Space bar with handmade decorations, streamers, and a sign that neatly spells out 'Happy Birthday, Syeira'. Of course there's the bar, where you can buy drinks. Nami's probably here somewhere to ask permission.
But there's also a beverage table, with neat little labels for the punch, water, and free alcoholic beverages. There's also a nice heap of finger foods: crackers, dips, sandwiches, whatever Arthur could trade for or buy for the party.
There's a table set up for card games, a small area for dancing to the music that's playing in the background, and some tables in the corners for the less sociable.
All bards and the musically-inclined are encouraged to play and sing. Heck, maybe you can get Syeira to sing for everyone!
Arthur's set up a game of passing the orange, too, because evidently he gets his party ideas from classic movies. For those unaware, you're supposed to form two lines, each line being a team. You have to start with the orange tucked under your chin, and must pass it to the next person, until the last person, no matter where the orange rolls to. What an excellent way to awkwardly meet someone!
Don't forget cake! How did Arthur manage to find enough ingredients for cake? Who knows, but it's just a small sheet cake, vanilla. He did his best. It tastes decent, at least.
And there's a pile of presents on a table in the corner. Maybe you should find the birthday girl and give yours to her.
Have fun!
[ooc: Feel free to make a starter. Anyone friends with Syeira is invited! Backtags are always welcome.]
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"Thank you. I rather thought I'd leave you as much of the spotlight as possible. You know how I can be at parties," he replied, playfully self-deprecating. The truth is that he doesn't feel much like attention, and the humor trips a little on the feet of the lie
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"I really am happy you came. But you don't have to stay, you know." She offers him an out, because she considers them friend. She'd never want to burden or impose, it make anyone feel obligated.
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"Nonsense. I was asked to be here, and I came. I would rather spend a little time in the company of someone who tolerates my presence.." And indeed, where else could he go? Continue hiding in Crowley's room? Go across the hall and drink by himself? Find a book and disappear into a corner? The loneliness would eat at him. He has to believe, if he and his magic continue to be separated, that he can find a way to live with himself.
"By the way, I have something for you." Shifting, he reached into his coat and produced a small box, no larger than the palm of his hand, and held it aloft. "I'm afraid I didn't have much time to find anything terribly nice."
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The small box gets wide eyes. It's still her first birthday. She's not yet used to the idea of people bringing gifts.
"Y-you didn't have to." It sounds oddly like she's a little frightened. And she hears it in her own voice so she tries again. She could count the number of actual gifts she's been offered on one hand with fingers left over. "I mean, I'm certain whatever you chose is perfect."
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"Open it first, and then tell me how you feel. Still...I hope you like it." It's an oddly shy sentiment from the wizard.