bitchprince ([personal profile] bitchprince) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-01-21 08:25 pm

Sixth Floor, Thursday Evening -- Merlin's Birthday Party

If Arthur had still been back at Camelot, the idea of holding celebrations for a servant's birthday would have seemed preposterous. But he wasn't, and it didn't, and if he were really honest with himself he'd admit he enjoyed it (or at least in as much as it involved picking out presents that made him fret some on the inside and yelling at people about getting decorations in).

The Sixth Floor was decorated rather decadently for a birthday party. There were some CDs of painfully carefully selected songs playing through the system - the ones Arthur had judged least likely to shatter eardrums (and maybe tending towards the classical and medieval).

And there was food. Courtesy of Francine.

Arthur didn't like half-measures much.

[[ open to all! ]]

Re: Arrive & Mingle

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just checking for more ideas later, maybe. Like a fake ID that doesn't say Marvin on it," she explained. Leaving off the Hughcock, yup. "Easier if some of the facts match."

Re: Arrive & Mingle

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"True. Just an idea. He may never need it again. Although I kinda wonder where Spring Break is going to be this year," Dinah said, thinking aloud.

Re: Arrive & Mingle

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"That'd be fun for you guys. Merlin loved the trip you took there before." Even with it not being the right century. Dinah kind of suspected that if they couldn't go back in time, they'd be heading to England, instead of staying in the U.S. Three and a half months seemed way too short.

Re: Arrive & Mingle

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Dinah grinned at him, not commenting on how he'd do a lot to make Merlin happy. Despite all the mockery, still BFF's. "Perhaps," she imitated him, then grinned. "Cake nao. Talk laters."