The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

Unlike his tired mun Arthur was fresh and early back in the salle. Now that the weather had died down, he had a lot of exercise to catch up on. And he was devoted to getting that done right.

... Pity those poor training dummies.

Pity them greatly.

[[ open, but SP for the next hour as I head on home ]]

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[thatsamilkshake]

< Thursday's good. > Francine was well aware he wasn't asking, but it didn't hurt to pretend he had. < I'll cook. >

[bitchprince]

Excellent. Have Taste of Thai send over some of that mango rice as well. What else? We'll need a venue.

Be glad he was sort-of-asking, Francine. This had the potential to go very much overkill.

[thatsamilkshake]

...Mango rice? No, she wasn't asking. She'd just put it on the table next to the birthday cake and smile and nod.

< Party room on the 6th floor? Or there's Caritas. >

One meant zombies, the other meant ballpit. Win some, lose some.

[bitchprince]

Party room.

Decision made.

Is there some kind of protocol for this?

Back home, there were three kinds of birthday parties. The kind that involved his father and long, long journeys into the forest in order to get him something that might actually make him smile for point two seconds. The kind that involved Morgana getting her every whim catered to and being generally insufferable. And the kind where his father glowered all day unless there was some kind of ceremony to attach to it.

None of these applied.

[thatsamilkshake]

< Let people know there's a party, cake, presents, food. Yell surprise if it's a surprise party. That comes before the cake.>

[bitchprince]

Well, we'll leave that one off. Don't want him to get startled and leap into the cake.

What? It was Merlin.

[thatsamilkshake]

< You have a point. > What? It was Merlin.

[bitchprince]

No surprises. You'll cater the rest?

Arthur could do the part that involved yelling at people. He was good at that.

[thatsamilkshake]

How good was he at sending mass e-mails? The earth trembled at that idea, it really did.

< Sure. Got something I've been meaning to try cooking for you guys for a while, even. >

Arthur should perhaps tremble too. He wouldn't, but he might should.