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

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"I'm very glad to meet you Bruce. I'm Leda." She held out a hand for shaking. "Where do you hail from?"

Re: Arrive & Mingle

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Bruce took the hand and shook it. "Gotham City. There's a better than average chance that you haven't heard of it."

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[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Hmm, no I can't say I have. Have you heard of Bordertown?"

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[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Is that on an Earth or another world entirely?" Bruce asked.

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[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"It's on Earth, but it's kind of separate from it. Like, it's half on Earth, half on another plane of existence. Sort of a, everywhere and nowhere type of deal."