ENTRY THIRTY-TWO - BIRTHDAY COMMENTLOG!

[dreamermoa]

MOM.

....

MOM.

[she motions for everyone to hide. Will force Edge if he doesn't want to.]

Shh.

[ooc: INTEGRA'S BIRTHDAY YAY YOU'RE ALL INVITED THERE IS FOOD. GO]

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[mindovermanners]

[Integra knows not to panic -- she knows her daughter is not in danger...and probably just plotting something. But she flings open the door anyways and steps in. She's dressed fairly femininely today; hair in a loose ponytail, her best black dress on.]

...Yes, Moa?

[dreamermoa]

[she jumps out from behind a desk, where she well sort of not really hiding.]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

[runs over and GLOMPS Integra.

Oh hay look, a Happy Birthday banner and food and everything!]

[mindovermanners]

[Integra lets out a sort of playful half-groan as she's tackledhugged, though she wraps her arms around her daughter in return. If Moa went through all this trouble for a simple party...she can at least enjoy it instead of being a stick-in-the-mud, as usual.]

Ah...thank you, Moa.

[She smiles down at her.]

[dreamermoa]

[snuggles up to her, then releases.]

I got you something! I made a cake!

[bounces. Someone's had too much sugar.]

[edgy_edgey]

[Party time! Edgeworth lingers around the edges of the party, not attracting too much attention to himself. He isn't perfect with social situations, and Pikachu is perched on his left shoulder. He will approach Integra when the attention around her settles.]

[openblossom]

[Blossom is walking around the room, dodging around the legs of the other people there, happily. She doesn't know the birthday guest, so she'll let her friends tell her happy birthday before introducing herself. She comes up to Edgeworth and looks up at him curiously.]

Why so nervous, Mr. Edgeworth? It's a party! You're supposed to be having fun!

[edgy_edgey]

Integra and I have already exchanged greetings.

[He... doesn't socialize well beyond business and a one on one basis.]

Why don't you go have fun with the others, Blossom?

[openblossom]

Well, I wanna say "Happy Birthday" to Miss Integra first.

[Blossom climbs into a folding chair.]

So I'll just wait 'til she's not busy.

[rolo_lamperouge]

[Rolo... is socially retarded. He's not sure how to act in groups of people, so he usually ends up in the corner, as he was now, with a Styrofoam cup of punch and a half-bored half-scared look on his face. The president's large parties were easy to escape from, but at a party like this without a large attendance, there was no way he could slip out unnoticed.

Dammit.]

[filialeve]

[And Lyra's there, Pan a little sparrow on her shoulder. She's picking at a plate completely loaded with cake - and noticed Rolo, Rolo!, standing in the corner looking completely unpartylike. She gravitates to him brightly and very much past the speed of sound]

Rolo! Rolo!

[rolo_lamperouge]

[He jumps, almost spilling his punch, and turns quickly to look at Lyra, a surprised look on his face. He quickly replaces it with a smile.]

Lyra!

[filialeve]

[There's cake all over her face. Street kids are not good with the whole silverware thing.]

Why you standing way over here in a corner, Rolo?

[adventlead]

...

[dreamermoa]

....

[":3" at him.]

[adventlead]

...

[Crosses his arms.] I just wanted some cake.

[dreamermoa]

You can have some cake.

[smiles cutely. You can't resist the cute, can you?]

[reaverguardian]

[Off in a corner was Janos, looking incredibly uneasy in such a crowded place.]

Hmph.

[dreamermoa]

[She skips over, excited.]

Hi! Hi!

[reaverguardian]

[He does his best to maintain a straight face]

I am afraid whatever gift I had in mind is not ready yet. I thought I should still show up, at least as a show of good faith to Sir Hellsing.

[dreamermoa]

That's okay. I think she wasn't really expecting presents anyway.

[contemplates hugging him, but maybe that would be too awkward for him. She'll just bounce next to him instead.]

How're you?