[Voice (Locked from Tommy) / Action]

[selfhelp]

[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.]

Comments

[Voice]

[magicalesbian]

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?

[Voice]

[selfhelp]

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.

[Voice]

[magicalesbian]

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.

[maximoff_girl]

... I didn't now when your birthday was. [She suddenly feels kind of stupid for not knowing this.]

... Can we bring gifts if we want?

[selfhelp]

It's kind of hard to bring up in casual conversation, isn't it? "Hi, I'm Billy, let's be friends so you can get me presents on this date, and this date..."

[It would probably be creepy if he mentioned he knew her birthday, and the birthdays of most of the Avengers, besides.]

But yeah, you can bring stuff if you want. Just don't feel obligated or anything.

[maximoff_girl]

... No obligation. I sort of... Missed out on Hanukkah. This, though... A specific day. ... And time, even.


... Tommy I have ideas for. You... are going to be harder to shop for, I think.

[action]

[antivanleather]

[Who's bundled up and poking through the selection of pastas and rice in the store? This elf. This bundled up and slightly dazed elf. Sleep hasn't come easy but it's not so much that he doesn't crack a smile and wave to Billy when he sees the young man.]

What brings you out today, aside from a desire for sustenance?

[action]

[selfhelp]

[Oh god, that's a familiar face. Billy returns the wave.]

Wow, hey! I'd heard you were back, but I hadn't actually seen you around yet.

[He's so caught off guard that it takes him a second to get back on track and mentally translate his question into normal words.]

Oh- uh. I'm kind of hoping to commission as many finger sandwiches that can be made in four days.

[action]

[antivanleather]

[Zevran shrugs, motioning to his coat.]

I tend to keep indoors during the winter. Elves are not meant for colder weather.

[A beat.]

...Finger sandwiches? For what purpose?

[sitalion]

[A birthday party? Stefano sees opportunity a-knocking.]

Hey! Does the birthday party need a show?

[selfhelp]

[....Whhhhhhat is that.]

Uh... I wasn't thinking about doing anything that elaborate. What kind of show...?

[sitalion]

I am a circus performer! Maybe I can do a leetle skit! Do a few tricks!

[tryit]

[And while Kate's totally for throwing a party for two of her best friends, this is not a look of happiness on her face. It's also not a look of sadness. More like a cross between annoyance and hurt.]

The rec center? Billy, I have a whole nightclub available for use. Full of liquor and sound systems and all the loud jams Tommy would want.

[selfhelp]

Shockingly, I did think of that.

[He can be the idiot boyfriend but he's not that forgetful.]

But come on, how much of a surprise would it be if I took Tommy clubbing? He'd definitely know that something's up.

[tryit]

If you invited Tommy to the rec center, he'd probably suspect just as much. [It's all just a part of his charm.] I can invite him out, you know. While he thinks you're away celebrating your birthday with your S.O., just like we'd all expect.

Action;

[theboywiththebook]

[Henry was actually out shopping today. Well, if taking free stuff counted as shopping at this rate.

He's just kind of looking around for some candy to have. What Steve doesn't know won't hurt him. That's when he comes across a very stressed looking teen.

Hey, wait a sec, wasn't that sleeping beauty boy? He'd heard Billy was sick but not that he was better. So, he approaches.]

Hey, you're all better now. [It's a relief knowing that much. His friend, boyfriend(?) seemed pretty upset about it all.]

Action;

[selfhelp]

[Billy's in the middle of wracking his brain trying to figure out how to get everything to party central without magic or Tommy noticing, so he's a bit startled by Henry's voice.]

Oh! Hey, uh... Henry, right? Yeah, flu's all gone.

[Video]

[fashionably_strong]

I'll help if you'd like. Consider the extra assistance a portion of my birthday gift to you.

[Video]

[selfhelp]

Believe me when I say I'd be very grateful for the assist. Think you can fly some equipment over to the center this weekend?

[Voice]

[cajunspice]

This wouldn't the white streak that been racin' 'bout the place of late, hein? [Honestly, Remy was starting to think Pietro had been dragged to this place too... He was rather glad that wasn't the case.]

[Voice]

[selfhelp]

[Whoa, hey there, Gambit. You're an unexpected face.]

That's him, yeah. Can't even slow down to say hello.

[Voice]

[voiceinthedark]

Oh, that sounds fantastic! And I can definitely bring some alcohol. Decent stuff too. I do love a good party!

Uh... what about Valentine's Day? I mean, it's just a dumb holiday.

[Voice]

[selfhelp]

[Oh, you poor clueless bastard.]

It's especially dumb here. The Malnosso like to screw around with our lives more than usual this time of year, I guess- we've been forced to fall in and out of love with the wrong people, or act like saps against our will, and then there's the mind-altering food that keeps materializing...

Basically V-Day is a good time to curl up under a dozen blankets and hope you escape it unscathed, in Luceti.

[touchofrogue]

Happy birthday.

[Hi, remember me?]

[selfhelp]

[Whuuuuuuuu that's unexpected. For a moment he's too flummoxed to respond properly.]

Oh god. Hi!

...I mean, thank you.