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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.

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It's a big floor! Show up!

Supplied by the lovely Francine. Please wait for her to ping in!

Because we all know it's the main event for any naming day party.

Once he ~~pings in~~ is around!

It's there and it's full of balls.

If you feel the need to get all old school about the party.

This is the first time I've ever gotten to post a birthday party.

Mat--even though he had no way of receiving email--had a sixth sense when it came to finding fun.

He arrived in his standard breeches, white shirt, ~~ridiculously embroidered~~ silk coat and black scarf and glanced around for faces he recognized.

"Mat," Arthur greeted, lifting his (as of right now) unalcoholic drink. "I didn't know you knew Merlin."

"I was here for the ballpit," Mat said with a quick grin, "but I've seen him around."

Jack was a little late because of rehearsal, but he doubted anyone would notice or care. He was happy to have a birthday to celebrate; it felt like a good week for a party.

"You're at a party," Arthur informed him, "Make sure there's some kind of present. And try the wine. It's good."

"Mat," Jack waved. "It's good to see you. Did you figure out the email?"

"Jack," Arthur greeted, inclining his head. "Welcome. I hope you're faring well."

Listen, he could be charming. He just didn't see the need to often, around here. Right now, he was in full-on charm mode, however.

"Presents I can do," Mat assured him, "and I excel at drinking wine. It's one of my many talents."

"...email?"

With Merlin being his little sibling, Hannibal knew he couldn't miss this one. Not that he wanted to, of course. He wandered upstairs sometime that evening to find the party.

Mat, given what he knew about Arthur, decided that Merlin was probably also severely fun deprived. Thus his gift was a pack of lacquered playing cards and two sets of dice, with an invitation to teach Merlin how to play at his leisure.

Mat was such a good influence on people.

Even had she possessed a computer, Firekeeper couldn't actually read email.

Thankfully, a little bird had told her of the party. Yes, literally. It had been an actual small bird. Apparently squirrels weren't the only island creatures prone to gossip.

Blind Seer was even making one of his rare exceptions to his 'no parties' rule. It was Merlin, of course he was there.

The final package - if there were any at others - was simple, nameless, and contained eight neckerchiefs of varying shades and sizes.

The note simply read, They still look horrible.

"Good evening, Hannibal." Seriously? Arthur was on his best behaviour tonight. "Glad to have you here."

Hosting a party did this kind of thing to him.

And the problem with being charming at Jack -- if you considered it a problem -- was that he would flirt back at you in return. Though, given he wasn't trying to get anywhere, the flirtation in his voice and mannerisms was fairly restrained.

"It's a pleasure to be here," he said. "And it looks wonderful. Did you plan this by yourself, Arthur?"

"Firekeeper!"

The whole being-glad-to-see-you thing was a little more genuine, here. "Glad to see you've made it."

"It was mainly Francine's invention," he said, lightly, "But I got the surroundings into some semblance of order."

"I'm incredibly relieved to learn that won't be a worry," Arthur said, dryly. "But do enjoy yourself."

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

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Food & Cake

Presents!

Talk to the Birthday Boy

Ballpit

Dance!

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