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Happy Birthday My Olde Friend [August 24] [Shepherd's Haven] [Open]
Who: Lazarus, Nathan, Misa, OPEN to anyone in Shepherd's Haven or who might drop by
Where: Town Hall
When: August 24, Monday
What: Just because Tony stalked off doesn't mean that they aren't still going to be celebrating Nathan's 20th birthday. Look at the kid. You'd have to be a dick to even imply that he was born at an inconvenient time.
Warnings: Probably the most depressing birthday party ever.
Status: Ongoing/Open. Set your own threads here! Have fun! Or try to.
The day before had been a mess. Not only had Lazarus' doppelganger resurfaced after a full year of silence, effortlessly bringing infected sore points to the surface and sowing gleeful discord in his wake, but Tony had left on bitter and angry terms, accompanied by Richard. Understandably, it's cast a pall over the settlement, but as always, there are other things to think about, matters of obligation and the heart.
Nathan is turning 20 today. Lazarus remembers it blearily as he wakes up hungover. Dragging himself out of bed, showering, and dressing, he mentally runs over all the things he needs to do today.
See Misa about a cake. Get some toys from Woodend. Generally announce that this is happening, and above all, don't forget to smile.
He glances at a mirror and gives it a shot. His dry, pale skin, cracked lips and deep undereye circles don't make it look particularly encouraging. He fights back a wave of nausea, taking a quick seat, deciding that he can wait for it to pass before he tackles today's priorities.
Where: Town Hall
When: August 24, Monday
What: Just because Tony stalked off doesn't mean that they aren't still going to be celebrating Nathan's 20th birthday. Look at the kid. You'd have to be a dick to even imply that he was born at an inconvenient time.
Warnings: Probably the most depressing birthday party ever.
Status: Ongoing/Open. Set your own threads here! Have fun! Or try to.
The day before had been a mess. Not only had Lazarus' doppelganger resurfaced after a full year of silence, effortlessly bringing infected sore points to the surface and sowing gleeful discord in his wake, but Tony had left on bitter and angry terms, accompanied by Richard. Understandably, it's cast a pall over the settlement, but as always, there are other things to think about, matters of obligation and the heart.
Nathan is turning 20 today. Lazarus remembers it blearily as he wakes up hungover. Dragging himself out of bed, showering, and dressing, he mentally runs over all the things he needs to do today.
See Misa about a cake. Get some toys from Woodend. Generally announce that this is happening, and above all, don't forget to smile.
He glances at a mirror and gives it a shot. His dry, pale skin, cracked lips and deep undereye circles don't make it look particularly encouraging. He fights back a wave of nausea, taking a quick seat, deciding that he can wait for it to pass before he tackles today's priorities.
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"Hey, uh... Misa," he greets, glancing around before lowering his voice. "Haven't seen Tony today. Do you know where he might be hiding out?"
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Sighing, Misa cements her smile back in place. "He's not around right now! Don't worry about it, he just needed some time to himself."
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"Time to himself? But he wouldn't want to miss Nathan's birthday, and... and Nathan wouldn't want him to miss it either, would... he...?"
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He sounds scared by this point.
"W-what did he do?"
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"Uh, who did he argue with? Maybe I can fix things. I should go call him. Someone should be fixing this, right? It's not making this birthday any... uh, you know, happier."
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"I'm his friend... I... I have to at least try to talk to him," he says. "How'm I gonna enjoy the party if he feels like he can't even be here? He gave me a chance, he's always given me chances. What would it say if I didn't even give him a chance to explain himself?"
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"Do whatever you want," Misa sighs, moving to pour herself a drink. "Just don't bring it here."
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"I... d-don't wanna leave early, but OK. I'll go outside and call him," he agrees, heading for the door.