Birthday on the high seas

[tactilelearner]

Who: Spades and friends
Where: The Sun and other associated Spade ships
When: September 27th
What: Rogue is turning 18. Keimi organized a birthday party to her.
Warnings: Alcohol use, language, will be updated as necessary
Style: Any
Status: Closed to crew and invitees and friends

Birthday party -- Spade and Strawhat style. There will be headings for specific areas! Comment under the headings, make your own, do whatever. Tag around, threadjack, etc to your heart's content.

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[tactilelearner]

[Given some time to get used to the idea that, yes, her new friends threw a birthday party for her (she was warned about it, but she kind of didn't expect it to happen, okay?), Rogue is actually social.

Full out social. Talking to people, snacking, laughing. Enjoying herself. After all, it's like a party at the Institute but without the awkward crushes around or anything like that. So better. Much better.

And, well. That music of Namur's can't be ignored. Before long? She'll be dancing without much concern. She's all gloved up, so she will happily accept partners.]

[seakingbait]

[Oh, so you think you're going to dance out there by yourself, do you? Keimi is quick to join her on the dance floor, adorned in an inner-tube-like bubble that gives her more maneuverability.]

Happy birthday, Rogue-chin!

[tactilelearner]

Thanks, Keimi. This is...

[Rogue flashes a grin. It's wide and open and probably the biggest she's smiled in years, just getting to relax and enjoy herself.]

Pretty awesome. Thanks.

[seakingbait]

[And without hesitating, Keimi gives Rogue a great big hug.]

I'm so glad you like it!

[tactilelearner]

[The hug, despite how covered up she is, makes Rogue tense just a little. After all, she's aware of the danger.

But, no. There's no contact. So she smiles a bit and only half returns it.]

I do. A lot.

[seakingbait]

Oh! Um, sorry. I probably shouldn't have done that.

[crackpotcrocker]

[The music begins to get Crocker's feet slightly tapping and before long is breaking out into some discoing on the ship's floor. Anyone want to join him or try to get the stiff to drink some alcohol? Upon seeing Rogue exclaims.]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

[Which his body twists in some ways that just maybe it shouldn't or that's part of this discoing.]

[tactilelearner]

Uh...

[He does that a lot. One of many freaky things about him.

But. Today's a party. The Spades and Keimi? Didn't have to do this for her. So, it's like Christmas. Goodwill toward all.

Which is why she smiles. A little unevenly, perhaps, but as much as she can manage for him.]

Thanks.

[crackpotcrocker]

[Exactly, birthdays are like Christmas and if Denzel has to live with everyone on these ships he's going to try to be decent to some extant. Even if he doesn't practically like them.]

Welcome. Oh, hang on.

[Crocker quickly goes to his quarters and returns back with one of his fists closed and towards Rogue and unfolds his hand and inside is one of those strange magical crystals that appeared on the ship a few months ago.]

You have magical powers. Perhaps, you'll be able to use it.

[That and he has some extras. Of course the gift is just out of tradition since it is rather impersonal.]

[tactilelearner]

This...

[Behold this ruby,
Centuries old]

Is this...

[What once was whole,
Now in parts 'tis shattered.]

Is this really...

[This tiny little fragment, a small little glimmer of red.]

So it's real.

i have no "fuck, fuck i fucked up, fuck" icons

[freeadvice]

[Speaking of awkward crushes, there's someone in the shrouds doing like he do and being a huge creeper.

At least he was sort of invited, right? Right.

Gambit's laying down on one of the yardarms close to the rigging when suddenly he gets very distracted by Rogue dancing. Which he has never seen her do before and is, understandably, caught off-guard.

Enough to lose his balance and tip off the side and get tangled up in the rigging running up from the side of the ship about ten feet or so above the wooden deck. Ten feet above going splat.

It's very hard to look dignified trying to get your ankle out of rope without cursing. Needless to say, Remy doesn't try that hard.]

Sonovabitch!

[Classy, Rem.]

[meatthefuture]

Hahahahahahahaha You look so dumb! hahahaha Are you a penata? [rolls laughing]

[tactilelearner]

Holy shit!

[Rogue is almost immediately distracted from her dancing by the sight of movement. Falling, actually.

Because that? Looked like it could have been really bad.

So, almost without thinking or looking, she hurries over.]

Shit. You oka--

[And then she sees him.

Actually sees who it is.]

Oh. It's you.

[Have a very judging raised brow, Remy. And maybe a hint of a smirk.

Thieves' Guild, huh?]

Well. That's okay, then.

[freeadvice]

Surprise?

[He can't really play this off so, why bother? It'd just make him look like more of an ass anyways.]

Didn' know what t'get ya fo' yo' birthday, chere - thought some humiliation would be good enough.

[Ignoring the people laughing at him now.]

[meatthefuture]

Yo Fish girl! Happy Birthday! I got some stuff at Deesuko but I dunno if it's any good or not. [he asked about it and some ladies had giggled at him and given him small pots of lip stuff and a little bag to put it in, this he thrusts out at Rogue with a grin]

[tactilelearner]

[Somehow, she's become "Fish Girl." This is a nickname Rogue can accept. It's weird, but. Hey. Whatever.]

Thanks. Trust me, I 'ppreciate it.

[meatthefuture]

They said you can get any guy with that but I dunno what lip stuff has to do with it. [he folds his hands behind his head] Maybe it tastes like meat?

[tactilelearner]

Figure it's somethin' like that.

[No. No, she doesn't. But close enough. Besides, it never hurts to put marketing like that to the test.]

Thanks again. Y'all... really remind me a lot of my family.

[dragonbadfaith]

[Draco probably has no idea how to dance like that, to be honest, but he'll come find her on the dance floor anyway. Mostly because she's the only one he really knows here, and while he'll cover up feeling awkward around everyone else with snark and haughtiness, he'd rather just talk to Rogue.

Also, he has a present to give her.

So yeah, he'll just be standing off to the side for a moment, watching her enjoy herself and waiting for her to notice him.]

[tactilelearner]

[And the moment Rogue does notice him? She can't help but smile.

She doesn't take very long to go over to him.]

Hey. You made it. That's great.

[Admittedly, part of her might have worried he wouldn't want to come. Or would be busy. Or... anything like that.

But he's here, and that's great news.]

[dragonbadfaith]

Of course. Balls and parties and the like were always enjoyable back home, I wouldn't miss this. The company is the highlight, obviously, but I heard there might be dancing.

[He's smiling as he speaks to her, but it fades a little as he glances around the dance floor.]

...Though, admittedly, this isn't quite what I'm used to.

[tactilelearner]

Not much of a club dancer?

[She can't help but tease a little.]

What kind of dancing do you like?

[meatthefuture]

Oi! Crap guy! Long time no see! [claps Draco on the back] It was a good time being you but your nakama are pretty annoying! hahahahaha

[dragonbadfaith]

[Stumbles forward at that back clap and shoots Luffy a dirty look, before he straightens up again and dusts himself off (for no reason).]

That was not a good time, and I have no idea what you're talking about. What the bloody hell is a nakama?

[meatthefuture]

Why not? Didn't you do any cool stuff? [what was the point of getting a new body if you didn't do anything cool with it] I can stretch, you know.