A Late Birthday Party / MAY 26, 2063 Night

[therealbrianna]

[ After a short "vacation" at Tokyo, Brianna sends a text to her friends. It's a general invitation that stretches from her blade mates to her mentors, to well, the whole of Netsach (as long as she knows them. Also extends to some Zangyaku friends). Of course, she asks her parents for permission first. ]

SENT: 03:00 PM

Hello friend! It would make me very happy if you could make it to Haven this Saturday to celebrate my 520th birthday. Drinks on me. :)

- OOC note: Feel free to tag in whenever you like, whatever you like. 
- May 21, 2063: Date of text
- May 26, 2063: Date of party

Comments

[bostova]

[ She's porbably sent close to 42 messages now. Some of them death threats. Some of them genuinely wondering where the fuck he is. Some are just messages telling him that she's this close to punching the living daylights out of the guys who keep coming on to her.

She's bored and anti-social.

Save her, Josh. You're her only hope. ]

because employing timeskip

[larue]

[ Wandering over eventually, later on -- after his present to Brianna, after that quick moment where he and Rethe's gazes met, after the little interlude with Hikaru. ]

Got your messages. [ A sheepish smile. He's recovered some.

Some.

( Still deliberately avoiding looking at the DJ booth -- or wherever the angel is at this point. ) ]

Was... doing some last minute gift shopping. [ Casting a glance towards Brianna at that. ]

\o\

[bostova]

[ Have a raised eyebrow. ]

And you did not think to tell me this before I wasted my time sending you all those messages?

[larue]

[ He'd barely glanced at his phone, so he's not entirely sure how many messages she's sent him to be absolutely exact, but he does know that it was more than twenty -- and for Yulia Bostova... that's kind of a lot.

Okay, he might be feeling a little better. ]

I guess I was more surprised that you noticed my absence enough to check up.

[ Teasing. Just a little.

And then noting the outfit with an impartial eye. ]

Did Brianna shop for you, too?

[bostova]

[ She frowns, huffing, before she takes a shot. She mutters something under her breath to the lines of, should have still sent a message. She huffs, hoping that would take all the negative energy away, too.

At the question, she shakes her head. ]

Tala Vega, actually.

[larue]

[ Catching that mutter, leaning in a little bit to murmur: ] I apologize. And yeah, I should have.

[ And then a lifting of both brows at the mention of Brianna's mentor. ] You went shopping with the Tala Vega.

[ He may sound the slightest bit sympathetic. Tala is... formidable. ]

[bostova]

Yes. Yesterday.

[ It was... an experience. ]

[larue]

[ Taking a second look now. ]

You look good.

[ He means it. ]

[bostova]

[ She's not used to being complimented, so she'll just... be polite and smile. Awkwardly. ]

Thank you.

[larue]

[ A smile as he joins her. He's not drinking though, opting instead to smoke.

The shot with Brianna and the beer Hikaru he'd been given were more than enough for tonight. ]

[bostova]

You do not look so bad yourself.

[ She doesn't even look his way, what. ]

[larue]

[ Chuckling then, and leaning in to nudge her shoulder gently with his, a soft ] Thanks, [ before he lifts the cigarette back to his lips.

A Look then. The same apology. ] I won't do it again.

[bostova]

[ She relaxes, finally, leaning against the bar. ]

You had better not.