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[waywardassassin]

GOOD MORNING ELEGANTE!

For those of you that SUCK, today is

SAINT
PATRICK'S
DAY

Saint Patrick's Day is the GREATEST DAY OF THE YEAR. Do you know WHY?

Yuh-yes.

No, no, darling, I'm not asking you. IT'S BECAUSE WE GET TO DRINK ALL DAY.

WHY ARE YOU ALL STILL SLEEPING? WAKE UP, WAKE UP!

[Starting on deck four and working their way down, Cadence

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[psychoticracer]

((Erol is very unimpressed. He glares.))

BE MERRY!

[waywardassassin]

[Cadence throws a handful of green glitter at him.

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Good morning, Mr. Leprechaun Man!

NO.

[psychoticracer]

((Erol blows glitter out of his face. He seems to be contemplating violence.))

If I knew what a leprechaun was, would I be more or less likely to skin you.

YES!!1!

[waywardassassin]

Much more likely!

[Cadence turns and grabs not one, but two Guinnesses from the cooler. Here!]

Happy Guinness Day!

[brynkitten]

[Bryn is groggy as all fuck, but the prospect of really celebrating St. Patrick's Day sounds awesome. Bryn rolls out of bed and gets dressed in a green dress she picked out especially for this day. It helps to be right next to where the luggage starts on deck twelve.

When there's a knocking at the door Bryn rubs her eyes sleepily and opens the door.]

[waywardassassin]

[GLITTER IN YOUR FACE. Lots of lovely, green glitter.]

Good morning!

[He grabs a Guinness from the cooler held by his very unamused girlfriend and holds it out to Bryn, beaming.]

Here!

[brynkitten]

[Bryn looks started at first at the glitter but laughs. It goes with the outfit at least.]

Happy St. Patrick's, guys.

[Oh, what was that? Oh fuck yes, booze delivery. Bryn grins and takes the Guinness and immediately opens the bottle and drinks.]

...god yes.

[waywardassassin]

Glad you approve!

[Anyone who doesn't approve Guinness has got to be retarded or something, really. Cadence waves cheerfully.]

We'll be off, then! Have fun! Drink and be merry!

[electroniccrane]

[The Major answers her door. She doesn't look groggy, but she doesn't look happy, either.

She's wearing black, Cadence.]

Yes.

[waywardassassin]

[Why are you wearing black.

HERE HAVE SOME GREEN SPARKLES.]

Where's your Saint Patrick's Day spirit?

[He grabs a bottle of Guinness and holds it out. Cyborgs can drink, right?]

Here!

[electroniccrane]

[When the glittering occurs, her hand shoots out, but stops about six inches from his neck as she realizes it wasn't an attack.]

I didn't buffer it and it got deleted in defrag.

[Hey, alcohol. Okay, Cadence gets to live.]

Was the glitter really necessary?

[waywardassassin]

Oh, yes, absolutely necessary!

[He nods. Glitter is a key element in any Saint Patrick's Day celebration.]

Did you know some people actually don't wear green on Saint Patrick's Day?

[Pause.]

Like you?

[missmimmi]

[Mimmi is not amused... at all. She doesn't like being woken up when she's trying to sleep, especially for a stupid reason. She doesn't even know what Saint Patrick's Day is, could care less about it, and thinks spending a whole day drinking in celebration to a man she's never heard of before in her life is beyond stupid.

When someone knocks on her door, she almost decides to ignore whoever it was rather than drag herself out of bed... but she thinks against it. Hey, it might be someone she'd like to talk to. So she ups and opens her door]

[waywardassassin]

Hello!

[Glitter!

You seem underage. You only get a can of Guinness, Mimmi.]

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!

[missmimmi]

He-

[Oh joy, glitter to the face. What the fuck? Oh God it's everywhere and reminds her of sand and what the hell is this?

And she's given a can of... something. Stupid weird random holidays]is this?

[She's referring to the holiday, glitter to the face and the Guinness. Someone doesn't look happy]

[waywardassassin]

What is this?

[He looks shocked.]

This is Saint Patrick's Day!

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy Whitecastle is not a morning person. So when he hears the knock on his door he groans, throws a pillow and drags himself out of bed, zombie shuffling to the door, and opening it.]

[waywardassassin]

Good morning!

[Glitter!]

Let's turn that frown upside-down! Have a beer!

[Guinness!]

[ttlynotawizard]

[He grunts and backs away from the glitter, but all grogginess seems to leave as he's handed the beer. Remy now would like to be woken up like this every morning]

Hey, thanks!

[Drink drink drink]

[waywardassassin]

You're very welcome! Have a nice day!

[And he's off, dragging his extremely unamused girlfriend along with him.]