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middaeg2019-08-13 03:23 am
plasticasshole) wrote in middaeg2019-08-13 03:23 am
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Party like it's your birthday [OPEN]
Who: Connor & OTA!
When: 15th August
Where: Connor and Hank's cottage
What: Connor's very first birthday!
Warnings: None so far, will update if necessary
[It starts with a video on the 14th. Connor is sitting and petting a very large dragonfly by his head, because that isn't weird at all.]
Hello everyone. I just wanted to send a message out to let everyone know that it's my first birthday tomorrow, and I'm inviting people over to join me for the evening at my home. If we've met, you can assume you're invited. If we haven't met, well... I'd like to meet you, so you're invited too. There will be food, and the backyard has a giant pool. I hope to see you there.
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[And on the actual night of his birthday, of course Connor is confined to his pool because of the full moons. Which is fine, he supposes, as long as people want to swim with him. As promised there is plenty of food, laid out on a table near the back of the cottage, and he's even set out a couple of small tables and seats. The backyard is large and lit up by floating lights, but most of it is taken up by a huge pool.
Connor himself is swimming around, though if he spots someone he'll come over to greet them. He'll look very different to his usual self, his teeth long and sharp and his eyes a milky blue instead of the usual warm brown; he's mostly blind above the water tonight. His fingers are unnaturally long and tipped with claws, and the little balls at the end of his whiskers and ear fins glow a soft blue. His entire body is covered in scales now. He still sounds the same though, and if approached he seems pleased that someone actually turned up.]
((Feel free to mingle amongst yourselves too!))
When: 15th August
Where: Connor and Hank's cottage
What: Connor's very first birthday!
Warnings: None so far, will update if necessary
[It starts with a video on the 14th. Connor is sitting and petting a very large dragonfly by his head, because that isn't weird at all.]
Hello everyone. I just wanted to send a message out to let everyone know that it's my first birthday tomorrow, and I'm inviting people over to join me for the evening at my home. If we've met, you can assume you're invited. If we haven't met, well... I'd like to meet you, so you're invited too. There will be food, and the backyard has a giant pool. I hope to see you there.
--
[And on the actual night of his birthday, of course Connor is confined to his pool because of the full moons. Which is fine, he supposes, as long as people want to swim with him. As promised there is plenty of food, laid out on a table near the back of the cottage, and he's even set out a couple of small tables and seats. The backyard is large and lit up by floating lights, but most of it is taken up by a huge pool.
Connor himself is swimming around, though if he spots someone he'll come over to greet them. He'll look very different to his usual self, his teeth long and sharp and his eyes a milky blue instead of the usual warm brown; he's mostly blind above the water tonight. His fingers are unnaturally long and tipped with claws, and the little balls at the end of his whiskers and ear fins glow a soft blue. His entire body is covered in scales now. He still sounds the same though, and if approached he seems pleased that someone actually turned up.]
((Feel free to mingle amongst yourselves too!))
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I'm all right. Much better then last month.
[She flexed her hand slowly, letting him see-or feel-carefully for himself. They were definitely no longer human, but they weren't talons-just big cat claws suited for her small hands.]
So my apologies for being tied up with recovery and work. I suppose I owe you a song or two.
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[He keeps their fingers loosely intertwined when he's done looking at her claws, looking up at Caren expectantly.]
I'm not sure I should sing right now, though. I don't want to accidentally lure the party into the pool.
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[She doesn't mind the intertwined claws. It's kind of funny, in a way. She reached out to lightly brush her thumb over his cheek, careful to keep her nails away from his skin. Even if it doesn't hurt, she doesn't want to mar the skin.]
Any particular song requests? I'm sure there are certain songs you want to hear more then others right now.
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Something cheerful. It's supposed to be a happy occasion, after all.
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Caren didn't say anything; instead she opened her mouth and started to sing.
It was a surprising choice but well...maybe there was a reason it came to mind.]
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I like that song. What made you want to sing it?
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[She's smiling a little.]
But it seems you like anything I sing.
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[She could sing anything and it would sound beautiful.]
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[She breathed a laugh. What a little flirt.]
Did you want another song then? Or five?
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[The whole point was that he would be able to smooth talk his way through a hostage situation, or an interrogation. It just so happens that he can smooth talk the ladies (and gents), too.]
I'd like another.
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Maybe so, but I'm not that easily charmed. I'm sure you know that.
[Maybe it was a lie. Maybe. Connor did have a way of smoothing things around him.]
Another song...then...
[She tips her head back for a moment, before she sings a popular song. Well, it had been popular on the radio once...]