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

[mordechai]

[.........

Have a Look, Margaret. And then he's picking you up and holding you out in front of him. Far, far away from him. Full arm's length.

And he still has that Look on his face.]

[maggienificent]

[ PERFECTION.

Going limp and the closest thing to a purr that this fox can do, with such a satisfied look on her furry face. ]

[mordechai]

[Good Lord. -_-

Sighing, and stepping out... but not dropping her.]

Since I'm stuck with you anyway.

[maggienificent]

[ Bushy tail. Wagging. Happily.

( Yes, you are! For a little while anyway because Tala's new protege is adorable and I want to make sure her party goes smoothly. I like her. She's cute. )

And more wagging. ]

[mordechai]

[......

It's only when the two of you are outside that he's finally dropping you and lighting up a cigarette.

Hmph. -_-]

[maggienificent]

[ If a fox could sadface this is it.

Stretching and then sticking out a tongue at you now.

She's trying to be cute when she doesn't need to be because she is the cutest. ]

[mordechai]

[You, you're not. Hikaru is, but he's never going to say that out loud... sigh...

Still. Here. Have his pack. Take what you want.]

[maggienificent]

[ Really, Alistair Mordechai, offering a fox a pack of cigarettes? Her brother might be the weirdo who uses Swiftkey while in his primal form, but she isn't.

Changing back to human form now, though. Because she could use a cigarette. ]

Too noisy?

[mordechai]

Yes.

[Plain and simple. He can't think in a place like this.]

[maggienificent]

[ She's making an oh, okay face that is far more amused than it is apologetic.

She'll take one stick now. ] Got a light?

[ Social smoker, this one. Never keeping a lighter means getting to bug other people for theirs. A person's choice of lighter can tell a lot about them, after all. ]

[mordechai]

You should really get your own lighter.

[Grousing, even though he knows your habits and is already handing his lighter over.]

[maggienificent]

[ Lighting up now, taking one glorious drag before she studies yours. ]

But I like having an excuse to be nosy about people's tells.

[ A person's choice of cigarettes tells her a lot about personal taste and preference. A Zippo or something equally similar, make and style and how banged up it looks tells her how long they've been smoking, how careless or careful they are with their habit, and how much time they invest in it. Just as a lighter that is bought from the convenience store ( and how many they own ) clues her in immediately on other things.

Grinning up at you now, Seer. She takes all your lessons to heart, this one. ]

[mordechai]

Then make sure you have a lighter with people who already know you.

[Grousing, of course. He's never going to admit that he is kind of proud of the fact that you remember what he's taught you.]

[maggienificent]

[ You're proud of her, admit it. Please? Pretty please? ]

But there's always someone with a lighter anyway. [ Her parents, Renae, her blade, people she can charm and bully when they refuse to be charmed.

But anyway-- ] So, Uncle's got a new daughter. She's nice.

[ Looking away now, taking a drag and relishing the fact that she gets to taste one of your cigs. She bullied her blade mate into keeping a pack, by the by. It helps her sleep at night when a hit doesn't go well. ]

[mordechai]

Seems like she is.

[...And that's all he's going to say of Brianna Lopez. He still doesn't know what to make of her yet, or of the fact that she seems to default into seeing him as her other father just because of his association with Tala Vega.]

[maggienificent]

[ Hurr. Interesting.

She might want to press, but if she does there is a chance you'll shoo her off so nevermind~ ]

And how're you doing?

[ It is, after all, nice to see you here. Even if it isn't your scene. ]

[mordechai]

Wishing I didn't have to be around.

[You're going to have to work for your bread and butter and catch-ups, kid. 8T]

[maggienificent]

But you're hardly around as it is.

[ :| She hears things, you know. Pays to keep your ear to the ground and put her charm to good use.

No, she is not complaining. Not really. Okay, maybe a little. ]

[mordechai]

I don't have to be.

[Yes, that is arguable.

No, he's never going to budge on it.

Ever.]