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etrayalogs2024-06-03 06:26 pm
furiousfists) wrote in etrayalogs2024-06-03 06:26 pm
[open] t-t-t-taking over, teenage rebellion!
WHO: Adaine Abernant (furiousfists), Fabian Seacaster (maximumlegend), and YOU!
WHEN: June 3rd
WHERE: Apartment building's rec room
WHAT: Joint birthday party!
NOTES\WARNINGS: Underage drinking
It's only thanks to Aurora's message that Adaine has any idea what day it is. She looks at the text on her earpiece's readout and blinks, comprehension coming to her slowly.
June 3rd??
"Holy shit, it's my birthday!"
Adaine's birthdays haven't been much to shake a stick at, historically speaking. It's only in the past year, after she stopped living with her parents and moved in with Jawbone in Mordred Manor that anyone ever gave a crap or tried to give her anything for it. If it hadn't been for Jawbone, she might've been perfectly happy to let another year pass without fanfare. But now? She wants to at least acknowledge it. She'd be happy with just a slice of cake at the diner, but there's one thing that makes her think that perhaps that won't cut it.
If today is June 3rd, Adaine's birthday, then that means a few days ago it was May 31st. Fabian's birthday. And Fabian Seacaster is not one to let a birthday celebration be anything but maximum legend.
And, so it is that the two birthday Bad Kids set about throwing as raucous of a birthday bash as they can manage with such short lead time. The rec room in the bottom floor of the apartment building is decorated to the nines with balloons and streamers, with snacks, sodas, and even some alcohol to make mixed drinks set out on a table for all to enjoy. Anyone who the pair have spoken with is invited, but if anyone makes any comments about teenagers drinking alcohol, they're labeled a buzzkill and told to vacate the premises. Adaine manages to find a boombox somewhere with a CD, and plays some generic party music for people to dance to, should they feel so inclined.
All in all, it is a night of revelry, the likes of which Etraya has likely never seen before.
furiousfists), Fabian Seacaster (maximumlegend), and YOU!WHEN: June 3rd
WHERE: Apartment building's rec room
WHAT: Joint birthday party!
NOTES\WARNINGS: Underage drinking
It's only thanks to Aurora's message that Adaine has any idea what day it is. She looks at the text on her earpiece's readout and blinks, comprehension coming to her slowly.
Today is June 3rd, of the year 40██.June 3rd...
June 3rd??
"Holy shit, it's my birthday!"
Adaine's birthdays haven't been much to shake a stick at, historically speaking. It's only in the past year, after she stopped living with her parents and moved in with Jawbone in Mordred Manor that anyone ever gave a crap or tried to give her anything for it. If it hadn't been for Jawbone, she might've been perfectly happy to let another year pass without fanfare. But now? She wants to at least acknowledge it. She'd be happy with just a slice of cake at the diner, but there's one thing that makes her think that perhaps that won't cut it.
If today is June 3rd, Adaine's birthday, then that means a few days ago it was May 31st. Fabian's birthday. And Fabian Seacaster is not one to let a birthday celebration be anything but maximum legend.
And, so it is that the two birthday Bad Kids set about throwing as raucous of a birthday bash as they can manage with such short lead time. The rec room in the bottom floor of the apartment building is decorated to the nines with balloons and streamers, with snacks, sodas, and even some alcohol to make mixed drinks set out on a table for all to enjoy. Anyone who the pair have spoken with is invited, but if anyone makes any comments about teenagers drinking alcohol, they're labeled a buzzkill and told to vacate the premises. Adaine manages to find a boombox somewhere with a CD, and plays some generic party music for people to dance to, should they feel so inclined.
All in all, it is a night of revelry, the likes of which Etraya has likely never seen before.
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I'm Clarke, and — this is for you.
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[ Adaine's not used to receiving gifts, even birthday ones. The fact that someone who's never met her before would give her a gift when her own family hardly ever bothered to is almost more than she has the words to handle.
She accepts the newspaper wrapped present with reverent hands, and unwraps it carefully. When she sees the scarf inside, her eyes widen with wonder. ]
Oh, it's beautiful... Thank you!
[ The scarf may have been a last minute afterthought for Clarke, but to Adaine, it really means a lot. It means that this total stranger thought enough of her to go out of her way to give her something pretty. ]
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( though nothing would have been a lot easier than agonizing between patterns for five minutes in the back racks of roxx. there is nothing inherently embarrassing about this exchange, yet for some reason clarke can feel a blotchy, purple heat radiating up her throat and now, mission accomplished, knows it's time to make her ineloquent exit from this whole affair.
she smiles at adaine first, though. )
I really hope you enjoy your party.
( maybe see you around? says the shrug of her shoulders. but without anymore preamble, clarke's turning to retreat into the mess of bodies and find the rec room exit. )