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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.

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[tar_minyatur]

Elros has only met Jim once, and Sam not at all, but he liked what he saw very much, and birthdays are meant to be celebrated!

He has no idea what to do for a gift, but he's brought something small, neatly wrapped in brown oilcloth to keep it dry on the trek through the snow. He'll be looking for Jim, mostly, but he's always happy to make new friends.

[samahl]

Cyril almost always finds himself distracted by the elves from Thranduil's world, especially the men. They're just all so beautiful.

Still, he tells himself he's going to manage not to trip over himself when he greets Elros. "Thank you for coming to the party. Can I get you any refreshments?" There, he managed not to stumble over his words or blush or anything! There's just a very pleased smile and a friendly offer to make Elros welcome.

He's so proud of himself.

[tar_minyatur]

Elros turns and grins at him.

"Thank you for inviting me! Elros, at your service. I'd love something, but please don't put yourself out of the way. Come and join me!"

[samahl]

"Happily," Cyril agrees and brings over some refreshments before joining Elros.

"I'm Cyril. I'm not certain if I properly introduced myself."

[tar_minyatur]

"Well met, Cyril."

He smiles and sketches a quick bow.

"I don't think we have met before now. You must be good friends with Jim?"

[samahl]

"I'm much more attached to Sam, but Jim and I are friends, yes." He looks over at Sam for a moment, just making sure he's having fun and being social, before returning his attention to Elros.

"And you? Which do you know? Or are you just here to celebrate? The more the merrier, of course."

[tar_minyatur]

"Jim and I had a snowball fight." Elros grins. "And yadda yadda always polite to recognise a good opponent or something."

"I don't think I've met Sam before!"

[samahl]

"Oh, you should! He's a real sweetheart," Cyril replies, smiling widely. The more he speaks to Elros the more he likes him. He's very approachable, the kind of guy you could easily see yourself having a drink with.

Which, Cyril supposed as he sipped at his wine, he was doing right now.

"Jim and I are his lovers," he explains, filling Elros in on the relationships here. He knows some people have to process the idea of polyamory and he's curious how Elros will see it. "This is technically their house, but I have a room here."

[tar_minyatur]

Elros would be glad to know that, as he makes an effort to be more approachable than his elven cousins.

"What, both of you?" He says confusedly.

[el_tybs]

Perhaps it is because it is a small gathering that Elros stands out so much, towering over many of their guests, including himself - he's in no way short, but even he needs to tip his head slightly to make direct contact. That and it appears that this person is looking for someone in particular.

"I take it you know Cyril... or Kirk?" he asks, taking a step closer. Knew someone who lived in this house at least to get invited is all he can figure, and it isn't him. Switching his drink to his other hand, Sam holds out his now free hand in greeting. "I'm Sam."

[tar_minyatur]

Elros turns at the greeting and smiles, bowing a little in greeting. He puzzles briefly over the hand before offering Sam a warrior's handclasp.

"Well met, Sam! And aye, I do - I met Jim on the ice, and we had a few falls, threw a few snowballs at each other... You know how it goes." He grins at him.

"But you're the other birthday celebrant! Forgive me, I had no idea what to even bring, so I fear I have no gift but well wishes."

[el_tybs]

It occurs to him a moment later that perhaps a handshake isn't recognized, having met a few others who had puzzled over it as well, but before he can think of changing the greeting he finds himself in a firm grip. A little surprising at first, but it reminds him a little of the Avvar a bit, which has his smile returning. "Well met," he repeats back.

So he knew Jim. How they met seems a little unclear, but at the mention of snowballs, Sam gives a snort and a slight shake of his head. "Yeah. Actually I do. It didn't happen to be colored snow?" he asks, remembering back to having a shade of periwinkle or something on his shoulder and stomach for a while.

"Yes, I suppose I am, though mine is still yet to pass. Soon though. And don't worry about it. I take it you're not from around here, and we are just meeting for the first time, so... wouldn't expect you to."

[tar_minyatur]

"Can snow be colored?" He asks curiously. "But no, unless you count the fact that the snow around the impromptu ice rink was rather grey with slush!"

But when one falls and there is a handful RIGHT THERE occasionally the temptation is too great.

"Ah well!" He grins. "That just means I have enough time to try and work out what you might like!"

[el_tybs]

"Mm. Last year we had a snowfall fight and had different colors for each team. Jim certainly took advantage of it." The mention of grey snow has Sam giving a nervous chuckle. "I personally wouldn't count that... and would honestly be careful with that since it is Kirkwall." It wasn't like Skyhold where things were a bit more clean.

"Well, I would like to know your name?" He grins slightly, tilting his head with a mix of amusement and curiosity. Probably a good start for both of them to exchange names first.

[tar_minyatur]

"No one ate any, I promise."

He blinks and then groans. "Ai! What terrible manners on my part! My apologies. Elros, at your service!"

[el_tybs]

"I would certainly hope not. I was worried enough that you two might have touched it..." He trails off, not really wanting to imagine them even eating grey snow.

"Don't be. Must have been distracted by all the charm," he says with an amused snort. "Or at least I'm sure that is what my two companions would say. Elros... So where do you hail from?"

[tar_minyatur]

Elros shrugs wryly.

"We were all falling over into it, at that point! Well, those of us unable to stay on our feet on the ice."

He smiles back.

"Maybe! I'm one of the Rifters, I suppose that bit is obvious - my world is Arda, and I'm from Numenor, specifically - not that I expect you to know those!"

[universal_charm]

Kirk is surprised when he sees Elros in the midst of the crowd, but he smiles all the same. He had enjoyed his meeting with the elf, and new friends were always welcome, especially the Rifter sort.

"Elros!" he called in greeting, walking over to the other. "I'm surprised to see you here! Are you enjoying yourself?"

[tar_minyatur]

"Jim!" Elros turns to wave, and offers him the small package - it's only a small bottle of the local high potency rotgut, but it tastes good, and Elros figures Jim will appreciate it.

"Aye, and more now I've found you in this crowd! Happy birthday."

[universal_charm]

Jim took the package and unwrapped it, giving a soft chuckle when he saw what was inside, wondering what it meant that his new friend would get him booze as a first gift. Not that he minded - it was a lovely gift, and anything was appreciated. He stepped in and gave him a quick hug with one arm in thanks before stepping back.

"Thank you, Elros, it is much appreciated it. Have you gotten something to eat? Drink?"

[tar_minyatur]

Elros nods.

"I've had a drink - I met your... ah... housemates?" Lovers? Husbands? Is it polite to mention this aloud? "And Cyril showed me to the bar. What about yourself?"

[universal_charm]

Kirk looks nothing if not amused at the other's inability to name what he and Sam are.

"Housemates works. Lover too, if you prefer. Boyfriend is a term in my world, or partner," he suggested, taking a sip of his drink. "I'm having a grand time. This really is something - I honestly wasn't expecting it. "At least Cyril didn't set up an ice rink, right?"

[tar_minyatur]

Elros looks relieved.

"It is outside of my experience." He says apologetically. "I did not want to give offence. I seem to be doing that randomly to far too many people already." Thus reinforcing Elros' perception that it's the natives who are oversensitive and touchy about random word choices, and Rifters are by and large quite nice.

"Hah! I am quite happy about that too, belive me! Although I suppose we did eventually make it all the way round at least once."

[universal_charm]

"It's all right," he waved his hand. "We don't exactly hide it, after all, and you didn't call it an abomination, so you're fine." He actually wasn't to sure what he and Sam should call themselves. Lovers, for sure, though given their lifestyle someone might say husband was also appropriate.

"We did, we did. I think given a bit more practice, we could be regular champions of the rink," he laughed.

[tar_minyatur]

"I will confess I find it extremely disconcerting." Elros says dryly. "But clearly, it somehow works for you so..."

He snorts. "Maybe! I think I'll stick to snow forts and snowballs, though!"