Hundred First Explosion

[god_is_a_dude]

[Action]

[July 31st. Haruki Suzumiya turns eighteen today. Originally, he hadn't planned to do anything - after all, only a handful of people know: Shiki, probably Neku by extension, Usagi, Leon, probably Al, maybe Uriko if she remembers, some others. Oh and he told Winry. Point is he originally decided he wasn't going to make a big deal about

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[voice] 1/2

[themoonuplifts]

[Usagi will do this later in the day when she's back in her room.] Surviving. Yeah. That's what we're doing, surviving.

[voice] 2/2

[themoonuplifts]

Oh! Hey! Isn't today your birthday, Haruki? Happy 18th, Chief! Sorry I can't be there and give you a present.

[voice]

[god_is_a_dude]

...Yeah, that's right. It's fine. Don't worry.

[...Sigh. Good. Good, she's alright. ...He hates this]

[voice]

[themoonuplifts]

I'll make it up to you when I get back, though, promise! Maybe I can talk Mako into making you a nice birthday cake.

[dancinghonour]

[Gakupo actually flustered around in front of the building for a little while--ahh a present he doesn't have a present what should he do--before poking his head slightly inside.]

Happy birthday, Master Haruki.

[god_is_a_dude]

[...And Haruki smirks when Gakupo pokes his head in, waving for him to come in] Good man, Gakupo! About time you showed up!

[dancinghonour]

[After a pause, he'll scoot his way inside and walk over toward where he's sitting.]

I didn't take too long getting here, did I?

[god_is_a_dude]

Nah, not any longer than I expected. [He waves a hand dismissively, but Sekai the cockerel looks curiously at Gakupo from his position on the table]

You bring any snacks?

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Of course this comes late as well, after another day of fighting. What he hopes to be the last.] Doing pretty well, still in one piece.

[Voice]

[god_is_a_dude]

Huh. That's good.

[...How bland this reply is betrays how much he thought Vash might be the one hurt. There's mild surprise in there before the worry]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Great healers here, he's gotten a few nasty slashes that have been taken care of, but otherwise alright. Phyiscally.] How are things with the Brigade?

[Voice]

[god_is_a_dude]

Slow. I mean we lost a full third of our force for the time being. Just biding time for now, I guess.

[voice]

[book_of_chaos]

[The reply will come later in the day, just because ... you know, battlefield.]

...Could be worse. It's exhausting.

[voice]

[god_is_a_dude]

But you're eating right and drinking potions or spirit drinks or soda or whatever it is that allows you to recover Magic Power or Mana or whatever it is that heraldry stuff uses, right?

[voice]

[book_of_chaos]

Sure, yeah. But drinking that stuff down all day isn't a proper replacement for actual rest.

Especially with my more powerful arts. [He thinks about that spell he had basically requested.]

[voice]

[god_is_a_dude]

Huh... I guess it's true that you do need more rest and all that... [...And how does one get sleep seeing what Leon is probably seeing- ...Bah. Oh well, he sighs]

I mean, I've seen you do some impressive stuff before.

[skyborne_mage]

[Just hovering around the outside of the HQ, reading the sign.]

Huh. Your birthday?

[god_is_a_dude]

[Inside and as such that's a pretty faint voice but- he yells on out-]

That's right!

[skyborne_mage]

[She lands and opens the door when she hears him call out.]

Hey Haruki. Happy birthday.

[god_is_a_dude]

[...Oh. It's her- well. He nods, gay little hair bow and all]

Thanks.