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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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Rey feels kind of like she sticks out like a sore thumb. She's never been to anyone's life day celebration, and only really knows about them in the abstract sense. Hearing people talk and some observing at a distance. She knows gifts are something expected, but she only really knew Kirk. So she makes a choice, and the present she arrives with is a box wrapped in plain brown paper.

Eventually she'll approach Jim herself with the box to hand it off, but after that she'll be observing the party by and large. Anyone who approaches her she'll speak to, but she'll only approach someone if they happen to be near the food and she wants to get at it.

She might feel like she sticks out, but Cyril is going to make sure she feels welcome. Or at least that she knows that she is. He's very pleased to have her, even more so because she's a friend of Kirk's and a Rifter. He wants every Rifter to feel welcome around him - so long as they're not jerks. If she has Kirk's stamp of approval though, she's probably not that.

"I'm so glad you made it! Did you want me to get you anything? Something to drink perhaps?"

Rey isn't accustomed to people offering to get her things, even though she's been to a few of the larger events the Inquisition has been invited to. She shakes her head at his offer, giving him a small smile.

"I'm okay right now, but you don't need to trouble yourself, I can get it myself."

"It's no trouble," he admits. Then, after a moment, he says gently, "It's actually a socially acceptable excuse to come talk to you without putting you on the spot. I suppose I could have started with 'how you are doing?'"

"Oh," Rey looks a little embarrassed that she hadn't picked up on it, her smile growing a little as she fidgets with her wrist cuff.

"I might have picked up on it faster if you'd opened with 'how are you doing?' yes. I'm okay. This is really nice, what you've done for Kirk and Sam." She hesitates a beat on the second name, she's heard Sam mentioned once or twice, but never met him.

"I'll have to be more direct in the future," he promises her, and he puts any social awkwardness on him rather than on her misunderstanding. He offers her a pleased smile.

"And you think so? I'm glad. I hope they are enjoying themselves."

Rey glances over to where she can just see Kirk, talking to someone she doesn't know, before nodding her head, looking back at Cyril.

"I think they are. It's a nice reminder, the friendships they've built since coming here." That's how she sees it, anyway. That so many want to celebrate something with Kirk and Sam, she understands the appeal.

"And a way to make new ones," he points out. He smiles in a way that hints that he thinks of it in the same way. There are people here he's never met, like her. People who might become good friends.

She smiles, letting out a small laugh and inclining her head.

"I guess so. You're... Dalish, aren't you? I haven't actually spoken to that many of your folk." If she really thought about it, the only dalish elf she'd actually spoken to previously was Sina. She's not great at making friends.

"Enjoying yourself, Rey?" Kirk asked his friend when she came over.

He hoped he hadn't scandalized her to much with his earlier display with Samouel - which totally had not been planned. This is why he hated surprises. He wasn't sure he had even told Rey he was with someone, not that it mattered, but still. What a way to find out.

Rey had only been a little scandalized. She's become more accustomed to open displays of affection since leaving Jakku, though she hadn't realized that Kirk was with anyone. Though their conversations didn't often go in the direction of personal life.

"I am," Rey replies to his question, smiling. "This is the first li--Name Day celebration I've ever been to, so I haven't got much for comparison, but I like it."

"Birthday," Kirk supplied for her, his lips twitching in an amused smile. "Name Day, Life Day, whatever you call it - I'm glad you came out to celebrate. Good company goes a lot further than any trinket. Hopefully we set the standard."

"Life Day is more common where I'm from, though it gets confusing because there's also a Wookiee holiday called Life Day..." Which was another thing she'd never really celebrated. Since coming to Thedas, she'd learned a lot more about holidays and celebrating small things. Clearing her throat and holding up the box she'd brought she smiles again.

"I know enough that presents can still be appreciated. These you can share, though. I made them myself, with some direction from the kitchen staff." Inside the box are two dozen simple butter cookies, which have been shaped to look like simplified blasters. The cookie cutter that made the shape, which is obviously something Rey hand-made, is also in the box.

Kirk took the box curiously and popped it open to peer inside. He let out a bark of laughter when he saw the cookies, taking one and holding it up, inspecting the shape. He grinned brightly at it, like a kid discovering a new piece of candy. He turned the cookie at Ray, pointing it towards her and cocking his wrist back like he had fired it.

"Bang!" he chortled before taking a bite out of the barrel of the cookie. "These are great, Rey. Thank you so much!"

The smile that spreads across Rey's face as Kirk enjoys his cookie is bright and genuine, the kind she doesn't have often. She's very pleased he likes her gift, as she'd worked relatively hard on it.

"I couldn't get a real blaster working, I was hoping these would be a somewhat acceptable substitute. Happy birthday, Jim."

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