[OTA] It's my birthday and I'll work if I want to

[karatofquality]

It's Silas' birthday today. He's forty-two -- the answer to Life, The Universe, And Everything, if you get the joke. He does. He's just...working anyway. Absolutely nothing is different about this day from usual, as far as he's concerned. It's probably part of the Ritual

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lunch time~

[ishineon]

Just like last year, Säde is here to gently steer Silas away from work and into spending his birthday properly. Granted, last year she had the authority of Ace over Nine. This year will take a little more diplomacy.

Which clearly means she's going to pick his pocket while he's going to lunch, lock the door, and keep the key until he comes looking for it.

Re: lunch time~

[karatofquality]

Oh, that's just not fair, Sade. He tries the door, knowing it's locked. And then he empties his pockets in search of that key, which he also can't find. And then he's off to invade his Ace's private office space, face tending toward a line.

It's part of the Ritual. This is Normal. He's laughing on the inside, honestly.

"Do you happen to have a way for me to get back into my office, Lady? It would seem that my key has grown legs and meandered off when I wasn't looking," he sighed.

[ishineon]

Säde's face is similarly tending towards a line, which makes her actual expression less 'cool openness' and more 'calmly humouring you'. "Well, seeing as the occasion calls more for a day off than a day at work, I'm sure your key has done the right thing in keeping you out of the office. There's nothing pressing that can't be taken care of by myself, or otherwise tomorrow."

[karatofquality]

Shaking his head, he leans on her doorjamb with his arms folded across his chest. "Now, Säde, you know better than to expect me to allow my Suit to fall by the wayside on a Monday of all days. Surely, you know as well as I do that there is nowhere more appropriate for a man to spend his workday than at his desk. Working." He might even be pretending it isn't his birthday. Just for right now.

[ishineon]

"One day, Silas, won't kill you. Besides which, you've spent half of it working anyway. Take the rest of the day off. Let's not go through another birthday charade, shall we?" Don't try to run, don't try to hide. Another year is upon you.

[karatofquality]

He sighs. "My phone and the key to my rooms are in there, Säde." And his kids are all working. He has no plans with Brennan. This is an utterly empty day, and what better way is there to spend it than being useful?

[ishineon]

Well. There had to be something backfiring, didn't there. She sighs and produces his phone. "I'll get your key for you, but honestly, Silas, take your mind off reports and forms, just for the day. Forty-two is not an age you can avoid. I'm sure the kitchens are already planning something."

[karatofquality]

He shakes his head. "I'm not hiding from my birthday. I just don't have anything to do with it. When do I ever have plans for my birthday?" Really, the most he'd ever done was dinner with Isaac, and even that probably won't happen this year. Isaac's preparing to be a father himself, after all, and worrying after a wife who's carrying triplets. It's enough to make anyone's head spin. "If the kitchens are planning, let them plan. I'd like to be tucked away in my office doing something useful." He's a little disappointed that he probably won't see Bren today, but that's okay. They're both busy men; he'll survive.

[ishineon]

"I'm quite certain you needn't be useful only by working in your office. If you insist on working, take a walk around the castle and the grounds. Talk to our Diamonds, see what they're up to." She shrugs. "Or sit forlornly outside your office, but you're not going back in."

Or find the secret passage back in. There probably is one.

[karatofquality]

"You strike a hard bargain, Säde Pekkanen. Fine. I'll take a stroll around, talk to our Diamonds, and ensure that a beautifully written, perfectly organized stack of forms, reports, and analyses finds its way to your desk." This smile, it is so sweet. He's probably only teasing.

...Probably.

[ishineon]

Close enough. She'll offer him a calm smile, if not quite as sweet, in return. "Run along, Silas. You'll find your desk quite empty of everything that doesn't require the king's stamp or signature tomorrow."

[karatofquality]

"Mind your tone, Säde." Just a moment, his voice takes that more Kingly tone, that one that he doesn't particularly like using when he doesn't have to. But then everything is back to normal, and he's got his hands in his pockets. "I'll see you this evening, Lady. Call if you need anything, do you understand?"

[ishineon]

Be as sharp as you like, Silas; she trusts you to have that edge, and it's good to see you have it. Now direct it at the right people at the right time.

"I certainly shall. Happy birthday, Silas."

[karatofquality]

He inclines his head, the closest thing to a bow that's appropriate for a King to his Ace. "Thank you. Good afternoon, Säde." And with that, he's gone.