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[iambetadraconis]

Birthdays. Seems like every year there's another one of them

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[fortunes_phase]

Moon hugs him from behind, giggling.

"Happy birthday, wolf-wizard," she says cheerfully.

[iambetadraconis]

Ooof! 8-O!

"Hello Lady Moon."

[fortunes_phase]

She spins him about some so she can face him properly.

More smiling up at him.

"I have something for you." She offers up a small box wrapped with a silvery-white ribbon. "I do hope you like it."

Inside the box, nestled on cloudy cotton, is a small silver cage with a milky white glass bird inside.

"I've never bought a present for someone before... but I tried," she says hopefully.

[iambetadraconis]

Whoa! That was rather direct!

"Oh?" He looks equal parts eager and apprehensive. Moon's an odd woman. Odd women give odd presents.

But this is pretty. And strangely symbolic from his point of view.

Little bird trapped in a cage of its own making?

Hurray for metaphors!

"It's lovely," he says, meaning it. "It reminds me of some of the things mum kept about the house."

[missginnytonic]

Ginny see him she sees a cake walking over to say hello

"Hello"

[iambetadraconis]

He looks up from the pony!cake.

"Ah, hello Ginny."

[missginnytonic]

She steps closer

"Am I Interrupting something?" she tries to look at the cake

[iambetadraconis]

Oh this is so going to make the rounds tomorrow...

"No. Bar says it's my birthday and this is her idea of my cake."

We were out of mail owl-shaped cakes, Bar explains with mock-seriousness.

[ladysilverwheel]

Ooh?

What's all this, then?

"Celebrating something?"

[iambetadraconis]

He startles a moment, but only a moment.

It takes even less time for him to recognise that voice he knows so well.

"Birthday. Bar says it's my birthday today."

Try not to laugh too hard at the My Little Pony-themed cake, please?

[ladysilverwheel]

"Your birthday?"

She peers at the cake, inspecting it.

"And you are celebrating it with... pink horses?"

[iambetadraconis]

"Yes. Birthday. And the cake is Bar's idea."

Bar somehow manages to look smug while agreeing.

"Presumably to cheer me up now that I'm..." How old? Oh right. "...forty-one."

[asar_suti]

Asar-Suti can have cake when he wants to - he just has to ask the bar, or Gil. But Rabastan with cake meant, most likely, birthday, and Asar-Suti had something for Rabastan's birthday.

He went out into the garden and returned after a bit with an about yard-high ficus benjamini in a terracotta pot.

[iambetadraconis]

This birthday cake is a very embarrassing cake [see above threads for the reason why]. If Asar-Suti declines he'll just chalk it up to the absurd theme for the cake.

You plan to eat it? Bar asks. We went through such trouble to make it for you.

[asar_suti]

Asar-Suti approached and put the ficus on the table. "Happy birthday!" he said, eyeing the cake.

[iambetadraconis]

Once he finds out what it is he will name it "Benjamin" or "Benji" or something. Not "Ficus", which is a stupid name for a plant.

"Oh, hello there." A "what is that?" look. "And thank you."

He'll eat the cake. It's the best way to destroy the evidence of its existence.

Providing no one took a snap of it with him in the picture.