Who: ...ANYONE IN THE GAME.
When: Sunday Evening.
Where: The Ceolsige (A former ship, now event hall floating by the docks).
Format: Action? Prose? Work it out for yourselves, actually - whatever makes you happy.
What: It's a part on Valentine's Day, but not a Valentine's Day Party.
Warnings: Oh who even knows. Nothing so far, nudge me if I need
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But not her. That she arrived ready, willing, and able to party was written all over Helen's face. And whatever else wasn't covered by her red and black dress. Hey, the shop that she got it from came highly recommended.
...By Dismas's working class girls.]
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[The exclamation was involuntary, familiar, and right behind her. Adachi wasn't really sure if that was appropriate party wear, but hey, he wasn't going to complain. With a grimace at his own outburst, he stared awkwardly up at the ceiling. ]
I mean, uh, hey. Can I get you a drink?
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Oh, there you are.
[As if she'd been waiting for him, expecting him to show. But why not? It was his birthday that helped set these wheels in motion.]
Sure you can. But only if you get one for yourself too.
[She turned to face him completely, that smile becoming a grin as she reached a hand towards his red tie.]
What a coincidence. We even match.
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We do? Well, yeah, I guess we do! It wasn't really on purpose- I mean, I didn't know what you were gonna wear, right? Not that it's not nice! You look really- It's um, a neat co-incidence.
[Dammit! And he'd wanted to be smooth tonight, too. Maybe if she hadn't gone and worn that freaking outfit...! Adachi tried not to look too frustrated.]
I-I'll just get those drinks. What'll you have?
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But. Maybe she'd just keep this one to herself.]
Thanks. It's nice to wear something different for a change.
[Helen released his tie and smoothed it back down into place.]
I trust your taste. Whatever you're having is fine.
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[Was that a test? That was totally a test! Oh man. Adachi rubbed the back of his head as he made his way to the bar. He returned soon enough clutching a cup in each hand, proffering one to Helen and trying to keep his eyes on her face.]
Here you are then, sensei. I asked for rum and coke, but I think the guy made it kinda strong.
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[It's hard to tell, but she might actually be serious. Helen nods her head a little to thank him before taking the cup and...drinking liberally.]
I was right. I've taught you well.
[Hmm, how much alcohol should she actually allow into her bloodstream...how about half.]
So how old were you? You know, on your actual birthday.
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It's hard to say, really! I mean, I turned twenty-five only a month or so before I got here, so having a birthday all over again in so short a time period... it feels weird to add another year just for that!
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[Helen cocks her head to the side and narrows her eyes as she looks him up and down.]
Yeah, that looks about right. I'm not the best at guessing someone's age though.
[After all, years pass and she looks basically the same.]
So did you have a party for that one?
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[Mostly because he was stuck in a goddamn prison cell. Details, details. Adachi drinks his drink.]
I've said before, I'm not that good at parties.
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[Sure, he's not wearing a lampshade or anything on his head. Yet.]
I think you and me both need a little practice. Gotten sort of rusty at this kind of thing.
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Hey! Welcome to the party.
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Oi! Thanks! Are you having as much fun as I am?
[Though the blush on her cheeks says it all.]
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