forever and ever embracing the fragments

[nojohnyouare]

Who: Mai, you
What: It's her birthday and she'll lineface if she wants to.
When: Forward-dated to the 29th.
Where: Station residential common room
Warnings: Possibly sad IC references to the recent dropstorm.

Mai doesn't say too much today, not that it's easy to tell compared to how she usually acts. She'll nod at people, get to work in the kitchen, and then make her way out to the common room. You might be forgiven for thinking she's just going to sit and play tug-of-war with Bear-san with a dog toy, but she's also got one of the tables out with some weird things she probably learned to make in Flavourtown, plus more normal stir-fry and rice if you want. There are a bunch of plastic plates and cutlery there, too, waiting for use. Also, a reused party banner from Christmas is hanging up again, booby-san painting and all.

It feels strange to throw her own party. Probably wrong. But these days, what else can you do?

If someone comes in, she looks up and gives a little smile.]

No games. Sorry. ...Unless you have some.

Comments

[nojohnyouare]

Planet. Pirates who love food. They experiment a lot. ...I learned a lot there.

[hairpincurves]

Sounds like good company if I ever heard any.

[... Akira...]

[nojohnyouare]

...You would like Rad. Nice. Usually. Very strong.

[hairpincurves]

Yeah? Maybe our paths'll cross someday. It's a big multiverse and strange things happen all the time...

[nojohnyouare]

I wonder. Hard to tell. ...Should I have set up games. Like with Goro's party.

[hairpincurves]

I dunno, I think having something low-key like this is actually kind of nice. Big parties are fun and all, but they'd get pretty tiring from all the set-up.

[She lets a few grains of rice fall so Bear-san can vacuum them up.]

[nojohnyouare]

[Bear-san beeps happily and vacuums the offering.]

Mm. At home... No one throws their own party. But it seemed nice. To just have something.

[hairpincurves]

Yeah, for sure.

[There's a pause as she thinks to herself.]

If I made you a cake, what kind would you want? Since I want to make something for you...

[nojohnyouare]

You want to? ...Unsure. I don't mind much. So whatever you want to make.

[hairpincurves]

Of course I'd want to, you're my friend. I'll get it to you tomorrow.

[nojohnyouare]

Kind. Thank you. ...Did you try the cake. Sorry if it's too strange.

[hairpincurves]

It's a little odd, but it's not bad, I think.

[nojohnyouare]

Thank you. ...Your birthday?

[hairpincurves]

Oh, it's July twenty-third!

[nojohnyouare]

I'll remember. Even if we go home... We should keep a door open to this place. So I'll remember.