Birthday Bash June 23rd | Evening

[z_jay]

Who: Eugene, Max, and the inhabitants of House 51 and their invitees
What: A birthday party summons for Eugene and Max
When: June 23rd, evening
Where: House 51
Summary: After the events of the draft finally settling, it's time to get life back to normal.
Rating: PG-13 for drinking and swearing.




It was finally time to admit to himself that he was no longer in the club of twenty-somethings, which was a shame, really... but he wasn't going to lie to himself any longer. At least he wasn't alone, and Max could share in the not-quite-misery with him.

Something needed to unify people, something positive, and maybe this could help to begin settling nerves and getting life back to normal. So Eugene sends out a few invitations, even to the residents of his own home with a soft grin.

There were things that they could do to entertain themselves without much prep. Plenty of booze, board games, and even some baking that could be done. It didn't have to be something all-out as it was last year (no one could ever top a rave party for their birthday) but he wanted to party. So upon arrival, the smell of baking and cooking would be the first thing to greet them, before Eugene, of course.

[ooc: Anyone is in fact welcome to join in, and can consider themselves invited by people who have been invited. That is to say, this party is not exclusive to current CR, make yourselves at home]

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[thebellthatbinds]

[Now there's a face Sabriel hasn't seen in a long time. It's been more than a year since Sabriel had that quiet conversation with Rogue at Loki's midwinter bonfire during her first extended stay in Luceti but it had been so very nice to just have a normal conversation with a girl her own age.

Bearing a small plate of biscuits of varying shapes, Sabriel steps over to where Rogue seems to be looking over the book shelves. Her face is still a little pink from the earlier celebrations but she hasn't forgotten her manners.]

Would you like a biscui- uh, a cookie? [No matter how many times she says it, 'cookie' just sounds weird.]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue turns to face Sabriel, her somewhat studied neutral expression relaxing a little when she sees who it is.]

What kind are they?

[thebellthatbinds]

They're supposed to be chocolate chip, but I think a handful or two of dried fruits and nuts made it into the batch as well.

[They look alright, although a couple of the smaller ones on the plate are a bit darker than the others. It's not too bad for her first drunken time, right?]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue's more concerned about the ratio of baking soda to flour then the color of the cookies, but she takes one politely.]

Thank you.

[thebellthatbinds]

[Sabriel picks up a cookie as well to nibble on and turns to give the bookshelves a glance over. They taste pretty alright, considering it was Eugene's recipe she used as a base and he is a very good cook.]

Are you looking for any particular type of book? I admit I'm a little unfamiliar with most of these titles.

[touchofrogue]

No, no. I'm just -- looking.

[Rogue just barely had enough social graces not to outright admit that she was halfway planning on finding an interesting enough tome and sitting in a corner to wait out the party so she could take Loki safely home. That sort of thing wasn't really confessed.

She takes a bite of the cookie.]

Oh - not bad.

[Change of topic, yes!]

[thebellthatbinds]

I know most of the men in the house seem to like this one. [Sabriel reaches out to touch the spine of the book titled, "The Princess Bride".] I haven't read it yet but they insist I should.

[At the complement Sabriel grins warmly.]

That means I'm getting better. I'm trying to cook more now that I'm back but there's not a whole lot that I know.

[touchofrogue]

[A faint smile at the title.] It's a good book. Good movie, too.

[A curious glance.]

How long have you been back?

[thebellthatbinds]

Ah, that's right. Those are something I still have to get used to. [The movies from her time were pretty limited, all black and white with live music played along side the picture.]

Mm? A few months now I think, from when I first returned, anyway. It's been about a week or two since the Malnosso took me, and Zev and Eugene say they had me for a while.

[touchofrogue]

You should ask 'em to show it to you. If they don't have it, you can borrow my copy.

[Sidelong glance.] Ah - sorry about that. I'm guessin' you don't remember much about it?

[She hopes so, anyway. If not, she accidentally stumbled into one of the Awkwardest Topics for a Party.]

[thebellthatbinds]

If they don't I'll be grateful to take you up on that offer. [Sabriel smiles, finishing off her cookie.]

I wasn't- ...they weren't performing tests on me while I was away this time. I was working for the most part. Recording data, organizing things I didn't understand.

[She gave a little shrug, giving Rogue a small bittersweet smile.] Nothing that revealed very much of anything but it kept me busy. Kept me tired.

[touchofrogue]

[Somewhat hesitantly.] That sounds almost like it could've been a mission. I'm glad it wasn't so bad.

[thebellthatbinds]

To be honest, I wish I had been here...to help with everything that happened.

[Casting a glance over her shoulder to the rest of the room, her gaze shifting from one house mate to another.]

I know battle and I'm no stranger to Death.

[Shaking her head she gives Rogue a small, rueful smile.] Maybe I could have changed how things turned out for them.

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue wishes that the cookie in her hand was several proof stronger. She turns to face Sabriel directly.]

Maybe. But you'll drive yourself right crazy, thinkin' about that. 'course you know that, an' you know it's easier to say than it is to do, but... [her own gaze drifts to Loki, lingers, before slowly returning to Sabriel's] Seems to me like we've got enough hard things goin' on without makin' things harder on ourselves on top of it.

[thebellthatbinds]

[Sabriel listens earnestly, gaze lowering at the pause. Rogue was right, of course. And it wasn't the first time she's been told something similar but it's hard not to feel guilty. She knew where the guilt came from too- but that was hardly a memory for a party like this. Giving her head a little shake she gives Rogue a small but grateful smile.]

You're right. And I'm sorry to dump that on you all of a sudden.

[touchofrogue]

Hey. [A small smile.] That's what parties an' near-strangers are for. We're all in this together. Ain't like there's a one of us who doesn't wish they could make things better for people they love.