Who: ANYONE!
When: 07/10/11, Late afternoon and ongoing
Where:
Patrol HQ, Ballroom 2nd Floor
Format: Action, Prose-whatever works for you!
What: It’s a surprise party! Kind of.
Warnings: TBA
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♫ ♪...It's Priscilla's party and she'll cry if she wants to~!♪ ♫ )
[All of which means she isn't completely surprised when she comes into the ballroom and finds... well.]
[Everything.]
[Even so, her breath hitches, and it takes a good deal of self-control not to start crying right there. Which she refuses to do, because that would be... really embarrassing. So she gives Isley a kind of openly melty look and searches over the attendees to flash a sheepish little smile at Kaien before settling in to do her normal Party things.]
[Which mostly means mingling.]
[WHILE WEARING A DRESS!]
[...and occasionally sipping strawberry punch.]
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[asdjkad]
Oof!
[...at the backslapping. She blinks.]
I'm only eighteen. Kind of. I guess if you count the other, um, things, I'm more like-- hm.
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And hey, eighteen's a good number. There's no need to think about it too hard.
[Helen glances around, obviously looking for something.]
So, where's the cake?
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[There's supposed to be a cake?]
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She's really had enough of running, and of avoiding. It's never gotten her anywhere before, except dead.
Although she's died twice in Anatole (and recently, too) without that particular circumstance. So, damned if you do, damn if you don't, maybe?
Maybe.]
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[In the end, she draws a deep breath and decides to go with approach.]
...Irene. You're here.
[Yup. Start with the obvious observation.]
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I am.
[It almost sounds like a question. The question, really, is ...does Priscilla want her to be here.]
I thought it would be best to...
[Having some trouble with words, frowning and starting again.]
...show you I haven't disappeared. [No matter how much I want to] So that you can try, or not try, and you won't have to feel sorry later. Maybe the ...circles will stop.
[She's been turning those words over and over in her head, and what the hell, she's sounding a little like ...well, not herself, because she's not a babbler.]
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That would be nice. Circles just kind of. Make me dizzy.
[......]
How have you been?
[...for the past six months.]
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I have been better. Was better for a ...time.
[What is it they say?]
That which does not kill us makes us---
[...sigh.]
---I think I'm a mess. I'm still standing, though. That's something.
And that naming trick is really something.
[I wonder if...]
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[...hm.]
I mean, yes I guess it is.
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[eyeing the tree, which she's already visited once.]
Is it customary to wish for more than one thing?
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[Well, that made her obvious.]
I mean, more than one thing.
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[A beat.]
I wrote it on the card, but it's not the same as telling you. [You know, to your face. The way things should probably be told.] Happy Birthday, Priscilla.
I hope that it's everything you want it to be.
[Her gaze may linger upon Isley if she can catch him in the mingling crowd.]
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Although the night is still pretty young.
...but thank you.
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As good as any, and better than some. Are you expecting more - ah, extra - cannibals?
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...well. That depends. Is Rigaldo here yet?
[sigh.]
If so, then... hopefully we've reached out, um, cannibal maximum.
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