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[Oh god, he is really, really hoping that he got the lock right. This will all be kinds of pointless if he did.]

Hey, Lucetians. Or whatever we call ourselves? ...Anyway. This is going to come across as super self-serving, but my birthday's on the 9th. Usually I'd be fine with it breezing by and nobody knowing, but it's also my twin's birthday. Tommy. Local speedster. Kind of a brat, but the good kind, I guess.

I won't go into the gritty details, but I... don't think he got many parties for him, growing up. I'd like to change that. [A pause, and then, quietly-] ...I want to.

[....]

So, we're going to have a party. A surprise party, if that's possible. (Please don't tell him.) This Sunday, February 9th, at the rec center, from 6PM until people are either too drunk or too tired to party anymore. Keyword there is drunk- we'll need to raid the liquor supply. He'd be so mad if I threw a big party and there was no booze.

Basically, this is an open invitation to make it as big and loud as a guy like him would enjoy. We can take care of the decorations and music and food, don't worry about gifts... don't sweat the details, basically. Just show up and have fun, if it sounds like your kind of thing.

This is assuming that the dreaded V-Day doesn't ruin everything, of course. Uh. I'm crossing my fingers. Did I just jinx it? I better not have jinxed it. Sorry in advance.

[After the announcement - and dealing with any relevant responses - Billy's going shopping for supplies for said party. He needs a sound system! He needs catering! He needs decorations! ...He needs help. He doesn't know how to throw a big party at all.]

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I still think Lucetizens has a nice ring to it...

[Kari, stop trying to make Lucetizens happen.]

But hey, I didn't know you had a twin! Are you guys identical or the boring kind?

Maybe we could hold a vote.

[That's a horrible idea.]

We're... mostly identical? I mean, if we were in grey-scale you'd hardly be able to tell us apart. But our hair and eye colours are different.

Grey-scale, huh? So basically you'll be practically identical when you're both old men? I mean, assuming you don't go bald before then.

[Briefly thinking back to Pietro, and Magneto, at their ages, with their full heads of majestic flowing locks...]

...Yeah, I don't think there's much of a chance of that happening.

[Majestic flowing locks.....]

Now, now, don't say that! You might just jinx yourself.

[....

Why is she always a brat? Seriously, what did he ever do to her.]

I'm sure that would worry me if I believed in that kind of thing.

[Well, she is in a bad mood today. Though it's much easier casually taking it out on her acquaintances than dealing with things like a normal person.]

Really? Because you're the one who apologized for jinxing the whole village about Valentine's Day a second ago. Who knows, maybe this year could have been the one where they finally leave us alone?

[Someone needs to punch normal into you gurl.]

No, no, I have a feeling that this year'll be the worst one yet. I'm sure you'll find the biggest, hairiest man to be your true love.

[Hard to be normal when you look like Hoshikyo.]

...that's not funny.

In other words, it's only funny when the target isn't you.

[How the tables turn.]

Exactly! [Wait...]

But come on, there's a big difference between saying that a dude might go bald when he's a geezer, and saying some poor innocent young girl is gonna be forced to hook up with a gross muscle-bound moron.

...Okay, first of all- "innocent"?

And second of all, isn't that a little judgmental of big hairy men? I know plenty who are both intelligent and very clean.

[...We're just going to discount Wolverine. (Then again, he's not "big", either.]

What? Didn't you know only pure-hearted young maidens get to become magical girls? You better brush up on your genres, Witchboy!

[It might be hard to tell how serious she's being, but it should be obvious by now that there is most certainly nothing pure-hearted about Kari.]

And hey, if you like big hairy men so much, you can keep 'em. I'll just keep my distance, thanks.

I think your magic crystal or whatever missed the mark on this one. Either that or your world is really scary.

[Meanwhile Billy demonstrates that all he knows about the magical girl genre is what he learned from Sailor Moon commercials.

But he will happily keep the one big and reasonably-hairy man he has, thank you.]

For your information, I use a gold pendent to transform, not a magic crystal.

[Because clearly this is worth noting. A giant-ass crystal stuck to her chest would just increase her tackiness level by like 20%.]

And my world's not that scary. I mean, it's no less scary than every other boring incarnation of modern-day Earth.

Modern day Earth can be pretty scary. Though I guess that would depend on your definition of boring... what kind of boring, non-scary Earth needs a magical girl, anyway?

[Aren't they supposed to be under the threat of some horrible energy-stealing monsters or something?]

Well... I guess it doesn't really need one. I mean, I do most of my work in other worlds, and most of those are definitely not-boring. [Sure, she had to deal with Chouka running around the city for awhile, but she came from another world too, so that doesn't really count.]

The only time I really need magic otherwise is when my "work" follows me home. And world traveling is kind of a big deal, so it's pretty rare when that happens.

Oh geez, other worlds? So coming here was kind of old hat for you, I guess. Minus the whole not-going-home-after bit, anyway...

Pretty much, yeah. But the whole not-going-home-after part is kind of an important one. Not to mention only being able to travel as far as the ends of the enclosure... [SIGH.]

You know, I'm surprised people don't throw parties more often to keep from getting bored.

Maybe they don't think they have much to celebrate.

[They are still kind of lab rats in a cage, here. Remembering that can take the life out of the party a bit.]

That's all the more reason to throw a party, then! Think about what it could do for the morale of this place if we let everyone just let loose and drink until the sun rises every one in awhile.

That was part of the logic, I have to admit. Mostly because Tommy never needs an excuse to party, but I don't mind giving him one.

Well, it's pretty sound logic, if you ask me.

But if I'm gonna show up, I'll have to figure out what to get you two for a gift. [What do guys even like anyway? A case of beer and some drywall to punch up maybe??]

What, you didn't hear? No gifts required, I promise. If you really want to bring something, bring cookies for the food table. We can never have enough cookies.

Oh, I heard. But telling a Japanese they don't don't have to bring a gift to a party is like telling a German they don't have to order beer at the bar... not much point when they're just going to do it anyway. [Such lovely stereotypes she sports.]

But hey, I think I can manage cookies at least!

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