after all these years, you don't want to see me poppin' outta da cake?!

[wickedchase]

WHO: Twisted Fate & OPEN
WHAT: Everything is super serious and elves are in baby jail, so it's a good time to have your birthday party and have it be as loud as possible.
WHEN: 4th of Cloudreach
WHERE: Herald's Rest
NOTES: There might be nudity. Heinous!

♠ EARLY AFTERNOON.

So bees aside.

Yes, there was a bit of a bee problem a few days ago in the room that Twisted Fate had acquired while Sera was gone. As he said, all was fair among fellow thieves, and he really doesn't need the room, but it's such a good location he thought he'd... borrow it awhile, at least until it stopped being funny. He isn't even sure he managed to get all of the bees out, but he does need to eventually plan a little strike back to her.

Post-birthday, anyway.

For now, there are drinks, there is cake -- red velvet, thank you -- and little paper hats for you!

Socialize, be merry. Twisted Fate is around somewhere, no doubt.


♠ EARLY EVENING.

At this point, there are games to be had, as one might expect.

Wicked Grace and Diamondback are the popular choices, though Twisted Fate might encourage a few drinking games as well. Alternatively, perhaps you come up with your own game.

After all, he's never opposed to try something new.


♠ LATE, LATE, LATE.

Plenty of people, perhaps even yourself, has probably taken in so much drink by this point that nothing is quite even and thinking is hard. But it's all in good fun.

How are you feeling? Or is the party over?


♠ WILDCARD.

Choose your own adventure!

Comments

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[keeperofmagi]

[She takes the drink as she sits down, because now that there were fewer people, she wasn't in quite as much of a rush to disappear.]

Assuming I understand what 'made it' means, then yes.

Never have I ever... [She faltered there, because imagination was hard -]... ah... lost my sword in a fight.

[arsebiscuit]

[ Sera shrugs, then drinks. She's all about arrows, but sure. Lost a blade or two. ]

First, what you think it means, huh?

[keeperofmagi]

[She actually smiles - just something small, but there's something of a charming nostalgia, in the way that Sera speaks. Her own accent loosens a little - not quite as crisp, precise Orlesian as she takes such effort to make it, and something closer to the broad Tevinter Servant accent of her youth. (She does not notice.)]

I assume it means sexual activity. But I've heard the phrase used for other activities before.

[arsebiscuit]

[ There's a sharp 'Ha!' showing, yes. She got it in one. ]

Right, right. So. Never made it with a noble in Orlais.

[keeperofmagi]

[She takes another drink.]

You could just ask, unless the point is to get me drunk. Never have I ever - ah - broken my arm. [She's so good at this game, it's amazing really.]

[arsebiscuit]

[Sera makes a raspberry at her, then drinks. Archer. Of course she's had it broken. Only real way some git can take her out of a fight.]

Tell it if you want. Or drink. Because never have I ever made it with...mm. An Orlesian Lord.

[keeperofmagi]

[She takes a drink.]

Though to be fair, it was a Lord and a Lady, and more than once.

Never have I ever... ah... [Maker, but she was terrible at this game.] Wanted to be a sea captain...?

[arsebiscuit]

[ Sorry, pet, she can't drink to that. But she leans in with interest. ]

Want to tell me? Or I'll keep guessing how that came about.

[keeperofmagi]

Mm, letting you guess might take you so long I wouldn't be able to walk back to my room, later. A couple of nobles in Mont De Glace, near the tower. It isn't a large city, and you... get to know the inhabitants. I told Fate part of this story already. Perhaps you should ask him.

[arsebiscuit]

Pfft, ain't his to tell, is it? Asking you. Small city, know people. Didn't know Templars did room service much.

[ But she would love, love, love it if they did. All those muscles and the rest...mmm. Nice thoughts. Made her wonder just what this one looked like under the armor.]

[keeperofmagi]

[She gave a low snort.]

Room service? No. We generally have more pressing duties. But in this particular instance, I was asked to help the Lady conceive. She had little - ah - sexual interest in her partner, and they had been having difficulty. Apparently I was was the compromise.

I did not even comprehend just how many interesting and specific contraptions there are, before that...

[arsebiscuit]

You're having me on. You can't...there's no just ordering up a Templar like that.

[She is absolutely unsure in that. Can you just do that? Rent a Holy for the night?]

[keeperofmagi]

A Templar? No. A friend? Sometimes. [She gave a little smirk. Yes, Sera, she was friends with Nobles. But in her defence, Mont De Glace really wasn't a large place.]

Let's simply say that I did not include it in any official reports.

[arsebiscuit]

Saucy wench! Didn't know they let templars have those. Friendly types. Now I'll be needing to know what color underthings you've got. To picture it right."