Case 111 [Action]

[manofgnee]

[There's a party today in Xanadu! It's the day before Euphie's 18th birthday, and in an effort to avoid any sort of bad curse, Hanna's throwing her party on Sunday.

There are big picnic tables set up with all sorts of snacks and treats. One table is devoted to desserts, especially the big birthday cake. Hanna even managed to pull through and make cookies, despite his overall inability to cook or bake.

There's music, and speakers, and a myriad of decorations, including balloons, paper lanterns, streamers, and confetti. Hanna's spent the good part of the past week planning this party.
The grill is set up, and the present table is ready as well. Hanna himself is lounging in one of the chairs, a large box in his lap. Every so often, the box moves a bit, and Hanna smiles and sticks a finger through the hole in the top of the box.

Yep. Everything is set for one awesome party.]


[ooc: Big action party post for Euphie's b0day!! :D]

Comments

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[He likes Euhpie and it's her birthday] Wouldn't miss it.

[deadly_legacy]

Please make sure you get something to eat. There's plenty of food.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

I definitely will. You having fun?

[deadly_legacy]

Yes, very much. I think it's already one of my favorite birthdays.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Good. You've got lots of people here and lots of cake. I helped Hanna with the music so you don't have to listen to lame crap.

[She can probably already tell this]

[deadly_legacy]

The music has been very lively. [If not completely her taste.] Thank you.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Welcome. I wanted to make sure it wasn't lame. [Poor Euphie]

[deadly_legacy]

[She enjoys that someone took the time to select it for her.] It's certainly not lame.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

So how old are you? Or is that not okay to ask?

[deadly_legacy]

Of course it's all right. I'm eighteen. I think.

It's a little confusing since I was dead for part of it. [Casually. Like she thinks Sam told you.]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

You were what? [Yeah. Sorry. no.]

[deadly_legacy]

Ah... I thought Sam might have told you.

I'm sorry. [It's always best to apologize for your death.]

I died in my world I was city dead when I arrived here. [And now she isn't as her body temperature and heart beat clearly indicate.]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

You don't have to apologize for that, Euphie. [And she's getting one of those 'I am going to smack you in the back of the head' looks. Not that he will. he'll just look at her like that]

Deal with the Deities? [Because he noticed the temp and heart beat]

[deadly_legacy]

But I should apologize for telling you so suddenly.

Hmm? Oh, yes. A dear friend traded to give me my life back. At least while I'm here.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Huh. Good to know the deities are capable of that.

[deadly_legacy]

Yes, there are others here like me. It doesn't seem like there is anything they can't do.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Gotta be something they can't do. Everyone's got a weak point.

[deadly_legacy]

Well... They probably have a hard time making friends this way. [That's a weakness.]