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: Food & Cake

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Well, now that Firekeeper understood why Merlin had suggested Blind Seer have some of the cake, she headed over and grabbed two slices. One for her, and one for Blind Seer. Placing the Royal Wolf's plate on the floor where he could reach it, she grabbed a fork and dug into her own slice with enthusiasm.

Re: Food & Cake

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine grinned. "I thought you guys might end up over here." She looked down at Blind Seer. "Sorry it's cooked, but there's levels of meat-loving that even Merlin won't go to."

Re: Food & Cake

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

If the way Blind Seer's tail swished back and forth was any indication, he didn't much mind that it had been cooked.

"Most parties does not even have food he can eat," Firekeeper pointed out. Of course, Blind Seer didn't actually go to most parties. This was an exception.

Re: Food & Cake

[thatsamilkshake]

"We should start doing better about that," Francine decided. "All parties should be wolf-friendly." As long as the wolves were friendly.