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Twenty-somethings gotta twenty-something

Who: Everyone invited, everyone gatecrashing (technically you're all invited, so...)
Broadcast: Who knows, maybe some drunken texting later on
Action: Iskaulit Pool!
When: 3 July

[It's a party for a narcissistic redhead who likes to be reminded she's alive. Come celebrate! Alternately, come sneak in and steal the food! There's a bar set up for drinks drastically lowered to cost-price or to-be-paid-later-tab, a non-alcoholic punch in case of wandering minors (spike it and Nami will end you) and random snacks.

Oh, and a pool. Which is heated. Kind of important, that part.

Step right up, I'm reliably informed we'll have Thor with his shirt off, take pictures while you can.]

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But it was fun.

[For him. He looks at the wine, then at her, one eyebrow slowly raising above his sunglasses.]

I suppose I could.

It just looks classier than most of my drinks on offer. [She's mostly kidding. She'll stick to her daiquiris.] Do demons celebrate birthdays, or are they in the same boat as gods on that issue?

Of course, that's why I have it. For the class.

[He waves a hand and another glass appears in it. He has to pour some of his own wine into it, alas, Atroma have still taken away THAT much power from him. Still, he hands the glass towards her. ]

Same boat, as in we were never born to begin with. I've existed since before time was really a thing, too- so.

[Eyy. She takes the glass with an appreciative smile.]

Any special anniversaries, then?

The Earth was created on October 21st. That's about as close as I get to one.

The twenty first...?

[Squint.]

What happened the first twenty days?

Well, He was mucking about making the sun and the moon and the stars and the universe and all that bullshit. He fucked around for ages on that before he finally decided to plop the Earth into existence.

Well, I guess it's kind of a big job. I'm amused that you can pick an actual date on the calendar, though.

He always has got a sense of humour with that kind of thing. Personally, I think He just likes the Earth having a birthday.

So when were you created? Some time early October?

I was created before the sun, and as such, before time. So there wasn't really...like a date? One point I didn't exist, the next I did.

Oh, well. I guess pick a date you like and milk it for all the attention you can get. Everyone should have a day devoted to them.

Nah, I'd rather pass. I don't need any of the bullshit that comes with those 'special' days. Not when I can pretend every day is Crowley Day.

Whatever floats your boat. I guess thank you for coming to celebrate mine. [Or terrorise it. Whatever.]

Eh, there was free booze.

[And he cares. He guesses :| ]

That you brought yourself.

[She's on to you :|]

Did I though? Did I really?

[Yes. He did. ]

[She waggles her glass at him.]

Like I'd be caught dead selling anything this classy at my bar.

[He lets out a soft snort. ]

That is true. Bugger, caught out by being a classy fucker.

That'll teach you. Clearly you need to slum it some more so you can learn the fine art of being a dork like the rest of us.

I don't slum it anywhere. I'm above slumming.

I'll take that as a compliment, then.

[Nami how.]

I think it's about as close to one as you'll get from me.

And I'll take that as confirmation. Possibly a challenge.

What? To try and get a better compliment from me? Good luck with that one.

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