on_her_korhal: (kerrigan: sees you coming)
on_her_korhal ([personal profile] on_her_korhal) wrote2008-03-21 01:09 pm

25 Unicorn Street, Friday Evening

So.

She had some food in the fridge. And drinks. Non-alcoholic drinks.

So.

She had a couch. And a record player. And--

A birthday party, apparently. Maybe. She wasn't sure.

[ open for some particular people, but hell, anyone who has any reason to be there ]

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why not? It's your birthday after all," he pointed out as he followed her.

[identity profile] stupid-toasters.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not a good break?" Lee asked, noticing the hesitation.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fine, then it's pink," she countered, pulling open the fridge.

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
He frowned at her. "Now you're just being mean."

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"I--" Kerrigan shot him a look. "Don't drink too much of that. You'll get a sugar rush and then who has to scrape you off the ceiling?"

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
He got a dry look as she pulled out the bottle. "You told me to pick."

[identity profile] stupid-toasters.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't get sugar rushes," he said, glancing at her. "Nice avoidance tactic."

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"I expected you to pick something nice," he replied.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shut up." She pushed away from the counter. "That stuff's pretty much liquid sugar."

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Now you're a teenager, too?" Kerrigan smirked, pulling a glass out of one of the cabinets.

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Roy snorted. "Hardly, I'm the oldest one here."

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
River had forced Gunther to let her use the kitchen at the Arms Hotel for baking the cake. The result was most impressive, or so she thought. She showed up at Kerrigan's, knocking loudly and singing to herself, carrying a large box as well as a small wrapped present.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"River!"

The name was out before the door even opened. "...And a cake." She grinned in what she hoped was an encouraging way. "Come in."

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"And yet the youngest in spirit," she deadpanned, pouring him a glass of solid neon pink and offering it to him with a smirk.

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Fine, he would drink the pink thing. He took the glass from her fingers and smirked at her. "You should get yourself some of that too, so we can toast to your birthday."

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's still technically not for a month," she said, with a roll of her eyes, and shoved the pink bottle back into the fridge.

She came up with some blue, and started rummaging around for a glass.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
River grinned back and entered the house, heading towards the kitchen. "Need plates. It's sticky. The caramel sauce wouldn't stay in place."

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"So? This whole party is to pretend that it is sooner, right?" he asked as he sipped from his pink drink. Sweet.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't think the rituals would hold up. Kind of defeat the point." Found her old glass, and poured it back with another straight helping of blue neon.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Somehow, she'd already known she'd get an answer like that.

And it wasn't the telepathy, this time. "I've got plates," Kerrigan replied, following after River. "Lee got here earlier."

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"You must be Adama," Roy said as he joined them in the living room.

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why's that?" he asked, not quite seeing her objections.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, you know..." Kerrigan picked up her glass. "...Birthdays." She shrugged her shoulder. "You know?"

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmmmmm, I suppose I do," he agreed as he leaned against the counter. He had been the one not to mention it was his birthday when she visited him after all. "Judging by the fact that I'm standing here, I'm going to assume that everything went alright last week?"

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"He can have cake too," she said, opening the box. The cake was covered in green coloured whipped cream, and an intricate pattern of peas had been arranged on top.

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