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[samahl]

WHO: Anyone who wants to come!
WHAT: Cyril plans a surprise party for Sam and Kirk
WHEN: This Saturday
WHERE: Sam and Kirk's home
NOTES: This is the party Cyril started planning here. I'm going to include two header comments for prep before the party, and for Kirk and Sam to come home so everyone can enjoy the 'Surprise!' moment, otherwise, please treat this like a normal mingle post, put in your characters enjoying the party and tag around!

Cyril was pleased with how many had wanted to help with this party. Christine had offered to distract both Kirk and Sam. Adasse had put together some tasty potatoes. Korrin had arrived to help arrange furniture to use the space better for a crowd and had brought spiced wine and sweets. Anders had helped with decorations.

They had done well, even with the food shortage, and the house smelled inviting thanks the the work of everyone coming together.

Comments

[crowncitizen]

There was no way Prompto was missing tonight. He likes all three men a great deal; they've all been good to him and helped him out in the ten months he's been here. He wishes he could have done more to help, but he did manage to wrangle a bottle of whisky in, along with his gifts to Kirk and Sam.

A) He's in an elated mood, to say the least. There's a perpetual smile on his face as he mingles, sampling the food and drink and chatting up people he knows - or maybe even someone he doesn't. There's a bit of bravado to him that's not usually there. If you're a friend, he'll come up and nudge you and say hi. If he doesn't, he'll likely open up with a greeting and a question, "How do you know Jim or Sam? Or are you here for Cyril?"

B) Eventually he'll meander his way up to Sam and or Kirk, holding out his presents for them. "Happy Birthday! Or uh, name day. Whichever one you like!" He grins, hoping they his gift. Inside they'll find photographs of Jaylah and the cats, taken by Prompto and with frames made by Cyril.

[samahl]

Cyril overhears Prompto asking people about their relationships to the people who live in this house and finds the idea terribly amusing.

Eventually, he slides over to Prompto. "I'll have you know, if anyone was here for me a lot of the men would be far more undressed."

[crowncitizen]

Of course, Cyril does this when Prompto's in the middle of taking a drink. Which he nearly chokes on and coughs up at the remark, stuttering up a laugh as he coughs and tries to clear his throat. "You know what I meant," he said in between coughs and chuckles. "But hey, you've got a birthday sometime, right?"

[samahl]

Cyril chuckles gently and rubs Prompto's back a bit to make sure he's okay as he catches his breath.

"My name day is in the summer. In Ferventis."

[crowncitizen]

He'll be fine. Soon. Eventually. Once his lungs decide they don't need to forcefully evict themselves from his chest via his esophagus.

"Ferventis... ahhhhh... which number month is that one?" It doesn't ring a bell to him, though he doesn't have all the month names in Thedas nailed to memory yet.

[samahl]

Cyril feels a bit sheepish for not clarifying. Prompto hasn't been around in the summer yet, has he? He can't expect him to remember all of the months just yet.

"It's the sixth month. It's during summer. It's called also called Justinian."

[crowncitizen]

He's been here almost a full year, but it's the first time he hasn't heard the Chantry denominate names for the calendar months. "Oooh, that one! Well, that means there's plenty of time to prepare and plan!"

[samahl]

"Mm-hm, and if there's not a well orchestrated orgy I'll be seriously disappointed," Cyril manages to say with a mostly straight face.

He might just be seeing if he can get Prompto to blush again.

[crowncitizen]

Cyril why.

He succeeds in doing that, of course, though at least he doesn't break Prompto's poor mind like he did when they first met. "Ah... think Kirk and Sam would have to handle setting that up." Insert nervous chuckle.

[universal_charm]

Kirk smiled when Prompto came up, glad the other had come to the party - even though he had not been expecting a party at all, but still, it was appreciated. He takes the offered gift and opens it, grinning when he sees the contents.

"You have quite an eye, Prompto," he praised, laughing at one of Jaylah and the cats being cute together, Jaylah in the middle of it all naturally, prima donna that she was.

[crowncitizen]

"Thanks! Glad you like it." He figured it was a pretty good bet, but you never know. "Cyril helped out with wrangling them and getting them to pose."

[universal_charm]

"Something told me that sneaky thing would be in on this."

His words are warm though, clearly affectionate towards the elf and especially the gift. He set the gift aside and wrapped his arm around Prompto in a quick hug.

"Thank you, Prompto. I love it. I'm glad your camera can work here, too."

[crowncitizen]

"He was in on just about everything to do with this. Gotta give him credit for being able to hide it from both of you."

Prompto returns the hug, giving Kirk a hearty pat on the back before pulling back.

"Wish it was my digital one, but then it wouldn't work for long. So I guess, yeah, I'm lucky I have one that I can use here." So long as supplies last, which, they're just about down to zero.

[universal_charm]

"It is a bit weird that we can't make more advanced materials work here, or they just completely refuse to work when they do come here," Kirk admitted. "Though I suppose going through some sort of inter-dimensional space warp probably messes with them to a degree." He missed his communicator okay? It was his one for sure shot out of here. Well, all right, not sure, but a better chance than most, and it was a useless paperweight at the bottom of his trunk.

"You keeping unfrozen?" he asked, referring to the time they had sat together, our shoveling snow.

[crowncitizen]

Weird and frustrating. "Yeah, it's kind of a wonder we come through okay. Though without electricity, a lot of the advanced stuff probably wouldn't last here too long." His cell phone also's a dead weight in his trunk, long since dead and unable to be charged. Sometimes he misses being able to look at his photos on there and play around on it.

"Yeah, more or less!" Layers and fireplaces work wonders. "How've you been holding up?"

[universal_charm]

Kirk's might have. It had a solar back-up. It was hard to gather solar energy out in space, so they relief on the electricity produced from the nuclear engines. Engineers had added to the solar backup on many of their electronics, especially those critical for communication and survival, on the off chance they were stranded on a planet.

"Less electrical charge, perhaps?" he suggested. "More organic material? It's any number of guesses." Which was always frustrating. He didn't like that sort of thing. He liked answers.

"Oh, well enough," he shrugged. "Just taking it one day at a time, as usual. Not much else to really do here, right?"

[crowncitizen]

Fancy pants with the fancy technology there.

"Yeah, no clue. Still, what I wouldn't give to just be able to be on my phone for an hour, you know?" He misses it. If nothing else, he has a few photos of his friends in there and of home. It'd be nice to look at them again.

"Besides work and getting drinks, no not really. Ugh. We need like a movie theater in this town." Never mind that it wouldn't work. "Or like a theater production. Something."

[el_tybs]

"Whichever is good," he offers, chuckling lightly as Prompto wishes him well and hands him a present. He's still frazzled by the entrance that he and Jim made, but no longer looks like he's about to take flight.

"What's this?" Looking at the package, he contemplates possibilities before finally opening it. The look he gives is a cross between pleasant surprise and slightly perplexed. They were portraits, but none that he is used to seeing. "How did-"

[crowncitizen]

"They're photographs." Prompto grins widely, watching Sam as he regards the photos. "Taken with my camera. Cyril helped corral the critters so they'd sit still for the portraits."

[el_tybs]

"They look so real," he says, taking a finger to actually touch part of the 'photograph'. It didn't feel like paint and didn't smudge like charcoal like most pictures were. That wasn't including the detail either.

"They actually sat still?"

[crowncitizen]

While he's had to explain how photography works quite a lot, it's worth it to watch people's reactions to it. "Insert a very long-winded, detailed explanation about light and lenses and those lenses using light bouncing off surfaces to capture an image in real time. It's like an imprint of a moment captured and developed on paper."

One day he'll nail a good analogy for it. One day.

"It took a lot of tries. Don't know how Cyril did it, but yeah, they did. ...eventually."

[el_tybs]

Sam blinks, looking up from the picture and stares at Prompto. "Ah... insert me understanding half of that?" he says with a crooked smile, clearly having not followed all of that. It's fine; he loves the pictures anyways.

"Cyril did huh? He does have a way with them. Thank you. It's a wonderful gift."

[crowncitizen]

Siiiiigh. "Haven't found the best way of explaining it yet. Let's just say it's like having an instantaneous - or nearly so - painting done without the paint." That seems to be the best contender as far as explanations go.

"Totally welcome! And he's a good partner in crime. He's a wily one."

[el_tybs]

"I suppose that is the best way to put it without going into detail," he agrees, chuckling. He really did want to know how it worked, but he also understands from just that little bit and stuff Jim has tried to explain... there's just some stuff he's not going to get.

"I can see that. Found a way to trick us out of our own house to sneak you all in."

[crowncitizen]

If it's any consolation, Sam, Prompto doesn't even entirely understand how it works. The basics, sure, but the real nitty gritty, scientific details sort of fly over his head.

"He pulled it all together pretty fast. What did he do to keep you guys out of the house while he set up and got people here?"