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[rahl_loyalist]

Who: mirageof-deceit and rahl-loyalist
When: Backdated to the day of cake. A delicious birthday cake that Cara didn't partake in. Birthdays aren't her thing, really.
Where: Cloud and Cara's apartment.
Format: Paragraph.
What: Cara returns to the apartment after training to find that Cloud has an unexpected surprise for her. She's not a big fan of surprises.
Warnings: None

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[mirageof_deceit]

The fact that Zack had felt the need to celebrate his birthday with a box of gifts outside of his door was one thing, but to have an actual birthday cake arrive later one was sweetening the deal. He reflected as he stared at the lopsided bundle of sugar that he hadn't celebrated any sort of birthday since he was sixteen years old. The cake had come long after his birthday, but it was a nice touch regardless

[rahl_loyalist]

Her motions were smooth as she walked over and placed her bow against the corner wall. The quiver went next while Cloud's voice drifted through the air, and as she placed the bundle of arrows next to her weapon, the Mord Sith grunted in return to the zombie question.

"I'm here, aren't I?" She bluntly said before turning herself around to catch sight of the plate held up in her direction. There was a momentary glance down to regard the piece before her sharp gaze flicked back up to regard the blonde fighter, "Not interested."

Such things were hardly for Mord Sith, and those who had such things in the Midlands were those rich with gold.

[mirageof_deceit]

Well, she was here, but it appeared that she was only mildly less cranky than usual. He glanced towards her sparring gear, wanting to inquire how it went, but he could assume well enough. "As long as I don't have to check you for injuries, that's all," he replied with a wave of his hand.

He frowned with a feigned hurt expression in his eyes as she refused, and he plucked the fork out of the cake to take a taste of it. "You probably have never eaten cake before. It's good," he reflected and offered it out to her again in hopes that she would take it.

"Unless you don't celebrate anything to do with birthdays?" He knew that she wasn't all that believing in such things, but he would get her to eat cake no matter the cost.

[rahl_loyalist]

"I'm more than capable of taking care of myself," Cara snapped back. Even if she had gotten injured, the Mord Sith wasn't so weak that she needed anyone else to check her for injuries. Besides, the only injuries sustained during those moments had been to her opponent and not herself.

The expression of hurt she was gifted with was only returned with a hard look. Such tactics wouldn't work on her, and even as he made a point to test the cake, Cara's expression remained unchanged. "A Mord Sith is not in need of such things," she said before dismissing the attempt to entice her as she moved to step passed Cloud.

"While others in our world celebrate as such, the Mord Sith live only to serve Lord Rahl," Cara said matter-of-fact while she began heading over towards the bathroom.