[RL - birthday party.]

[unknownrival]

[Anyone who's one of Issei's friends (that does not include you, Greed) received a handwritten invitation to Issei's temple on March 3rd. They were invited over to dinner and then to schmoozing afterwards.

Dinner was remarkably delicious for something prepared by monks, and the party is now in the 'random conversation in the largest room available' segment. There's also a cake on one of the tables.

Issei will be coming to chat up every guest, or they can talk amongst themselves.]

Comments

[jailbirds]

[she clears her throat awkwardly and crosses her arms, trying to look grumpy instead of uncomfortable.]

Yeah, it was fine, I guess. Happy Birthday or whatever.

[unknownrival]

Thank you. I'm glad you decided to come.

[jailbirds]

I was in prison. I'm not gonna turn down a chance to move more than three feet. [pause.] ... I wasn't meant to bring presents or anything, right?

[unknownrival]

I think under the circumstances you can get a pass. It's good enough just to see you.

[jailbirds]

I'll get you something when I have a garden again. How old are you now?

[unknownrival]

Twenty-one.

[Yeah, yeah, he knows he doesn't look it.]

[jailbirds]

[she just. stares at him.]




How are you three years older than me.

[unknownrival]

It's a talent I have.

[jailbirds]

Don't get smart with me, asshole!

[unknownrival]

I'm not sure what a serious answer to that would be. Because I was born twenty-one years ago?

[jailbirds]

Everyone's always older than me! It sucks! You don't even look twenty-one!

[never mind that she doesn't even look eighteen....]

[unknownrival]

There's not a lot I can do about that.

[jailbirds]

Act like an adult!

[unknownrival]

I do.

[jailbirds]

You act like a twelve year-old girl.

[unknownrival]

I do not act like a twelve-year-old girl!

[jailbirds]

What would you do if I took my shirt off right now.

[unknownrival]

Don't do that in front of my boyfriend.

[jailbirds]

You have a boyfriend?

[SIDETRACKED.]

[unknownrival]

Diarmuid is his name. We started going out just recently.

[He indicated the man with a mole under his eye leaning awkwardly against a wall.]

[jailbirds]

[she looks over there with a kind of scrutinising glare.]

Who is he?

[unknownrival]

Someone from my world. An Irish hero summoned again as a spirit.

[jailbirds]

Are you fucking him already?

[unknownrival]

What?! No I'm not! [alkdlksldkslkd]

[jailbirds]

Ahaha, what's with that reaction? Twelve year-old.