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[salvagedslayer]

Guess whose home girl just hit 24? Gotta say, if you're gonna make it a point to celebrate in style, guess you might as well make sure you're all up in another world when you do it.

[laugh]

[Meanwhile, Faith has gotten her hands on a bag or two of decorations, and is determinedly fastening strings of lights around the outside of House 47 with a

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[taintedruby]

[Jaffar, as he walked by, could not help but, well, stare at this. What are those things this person is putting up around there and how is she planning to power the--- oh wait he's from the past and why is she doing it? Of course, he's not one to actually speak, but here, have tall dark and dead inside watching this semi-intently]

[salvagedslayer]

[She's never actually had anything extraneous to plug in before... it's always just been "well, the stove works, fridge works, guess I'm set." Clearly this girl just hasn't thought this plan through. But what else's new?

It's not exactly Slayer powers, just that twitchy ceiling cat's got his eye on you feeling that makes her look up from her work, and around at oh hey cute boy.]

Heya, stranger.

[taintedruby]

[This was the first and only time that Jaffar will ever be called cute. Still, he just... keeps looking with his dead eyes there. By way of a greeting he does get out a polite nod there]

[salvagedslayer]

[Dude, a couple months in Luceti don't exactly waste half a lifetime of bumpy-faced vamps and closetfuls demony goodness. Jaffar may have anti-Creepychan eyes of doom, but 'least he doesn't have antlers and/or constantly covered in slime.

She blinks at him, then scratches her head ruefully.]

What'm I doing wrong?

[torrenziale]

[Squalo is taking a round about way to the shops, following the river which happens to go by House 47. His boots crunch through the snow as he makes his way around to the front and stops and looks at Faith like she's crazy.]

Voooii! What is all this?

[salvagedslayer]

[Eh? Boy, what boy? She looks around.

Oh hey, look here's a stranger. ...Only one. Uh. 'Kay?]

What's what? Lights? [she shakes the string at him]

[torrenziale]

[There's a pause. That wasn't quite what he meant, but whatever, his fault for not being specific.]

Yeah. I know they're lights.

[He waves a hand at the whole operation, string of lights, house, and ladder.]

Why are you bothering putting them up?

[salvagedslayer]

[she pauses]

There a reason I shouldn't? Luceti got big enough for bylaws or something?

[limelight_slash]

You'd probably get more presents if you tell people before. Wish I'd have known.

[salvagedslayer]

Nah, I've spent way too many being disappointed. Gave up telling somewhere along the way. Leastwise this way I know why I don't get nothing, not wondering if it's just 'cause everyone hates me or something, y'know?

[she grins] High school was way long ago. I got over it.

[limelight_slash]

Well, I guess that makes sense, but you gotta realize that this is a whole new group of people. I mean, at least I would've done something for ya.

[salvagedslayer]

Heh, guess so. Bad habits, you know. Never really grow outta them. Anyway, you're always free to come over and hang. Place's damn empty nowadays, nobody'd mind.

Sorry for the late, brain broke :( I'll tag the rest of our stuff when I get home from work

[blondexena]

So it really is your birthday?

No worries! :D

[salvagedslayer]

[laughs]

Not something I'd lie about. Buff didn't know either and got all guilty 'bout not knowing, so I figured hey, make it a PSA and leave it at that.

[the other answer is that her mun just totally didn't remember until the night before, go fig]

...Or, you know, once the fourth wall decided to give my brain BACK.

[blondexena]

Happy birthday, then. [Grinning.] Starting to get the "I'm so old" feeling?

Haha I know what you mean--my inbox still doesn't like me.

[salvagedslayer]

Thanks. This one's going pretty well, all history accounted for. No one's tried to kick my ass yet. [she almost sounds disappointed about that little detail... pff sociopath]

And hey, haven't figured it out yet. Really got to have a good night's clubbing to make for proper judging, y'know? Haven't heard anything creaking yet!