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

[bitchprince]

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.

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Re: Arrive & Mingle

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo just folded her arms across her chest and kept looking, not saying a word. Okay, maybe letting out a tiny little growl that was not bunny-like at all, thank you.

Re: Arrive & Mingle

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy held up her hands. "Hey, you have a problem with me, whatever. I haven't done anything to you."

Re: Arrive & Mingle

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Okay, no. Not directly, anyway. Still, Katchoo wasn't in the mood to start something, so she glared for a moment or two longer before, apparently, getting bored and looking away.

Re: Arrive & Mingle

[brat_inslayage]

"'kay then." Kennedy rolled her eyes and went on her way. Some people. God.

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