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Post by Lillith on Mar 22, 2009 22:59:50 GMT -5
::The grounds of Leah garden are fairly quiet today. All the students that have homes to go back to have already been shipped to their families on The Inquisition for spring vacation. And the rest are gathered in the dining hall. Everyone gathered starts singing as Rose enters with a three layer cake with blue frosting. The words Happy Birthday Oliver stand out in beautiful red calligraphy on its sugary surface. A bright ring of eleven candles are alight on it. Oliver sits at the head of the long table between Lillith and Iole, with the others gathered around them::
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Post by Vincent on Mar 22, 2009 23:41:39 GMT -5
((Right to the point are we?))
Vincent and Miguel sit near Lillith, looking a little bored but trying not to show it openly. They lean in and whisper to one another. "There's a serious lack of booze in this place..." Whispers Miguel. Vincent reaches into his coat pocket and clandestinely pulls out a flask and passes it to Miguel. "Why I brought this." They giggle to each other like school kids spiking the prom punch.
As the cake comes in and the singing begins, the two stand and chime in, now loosened up. They congratulate the boy before sitting back down.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 22, 2009 23:50:10 GMT -5
Oliver appears rather awkward and definitely uncomfortable, yet, he breaks into a smile as the cake wheels in and the singing begins. When the singing stops and with the cake infront of him, he looks confused by what to do next. He looks to Lillith then to Iole and asks, "Wat now?"
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Post by Lillith on Mar 23, 2009 0:04:44 GMT -5
(OOC: I just thought it was a nice way to open the scene)
::Lillith shakes her head and smiles::
You blow them out of course. If you make a wish and blow out all the candles at once, it will come true.
Iole: Just try not to spit in it. Remember, we all have to eat it.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 23, 2009 1:35:08 GMT -5
Oliver's eyes light up. "Ohh!" He looks to the cake, breathes in deep and blows over the cake, knocking the candles out. He looks around to the others smiling. "'an we eat now?"
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Post by Kenny on Mar 23, 2009 1:45:58 GMT -5
:Kenny looks on as Oliver blew the candles out of the cake and gave a smile but in reality he was hurting a bit. He himself never had much to celebrate even growing up alone as he hid the sadness by smiling in support.:
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Shaft
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Post by Shaft on Mar 23, 2009 1:51:36 GMT -5
::Once Oliver asks if it's safe to cut the cake, the twenty or so children in the dining hall start crowding around it, but they're quickly swatted away by Rosalind who chides them accordingly::
Rose: Birthday boy first. You all know better.
::Shaft stands behind his wife, his mouth involuntarily watering over her handiwork::
You outdid yourself this time.
Rose: Oh hush up you. Here you go Oliver.
::She slides a good sized piece onto the plate in her hand and places it in front of him::
Rose: Now all of you form a line. James, that means you too.
But...
Rose: No buts. Be the example here.
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Post by Lillith on Mar 23, 2009 1:54:03 GMT -5
::Lillith grins::
Listen to your wife Shaft.
::Shaft rolls his eyes and decides to wait out the line, taking a seat next to Lillith and Kenny::
Shaft: So is Iole telling me the truth? Is Rose going to be making a wedding cake pretty soon beansprout?
::He winks at Kenny::
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Post by Kenny on Mar 23, 2009 1:58:58 GMT -5
:Kenny blushed at bit as Shaft was asking him about a wedding cake as he nervously chuckled a bit:
"Ummm. Well It could be, i haven't asked yet"
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Post by Vincent on Mar 23, 2009 1:59:54 GMT -5
Vincent and Miguel look to each other an giggle, once again, like school kids. "Great, they're gonna reproduce." Whispers Vincent, covering his mouth. Miguel chuckles, his hand also covering his mouth. "Yea, just think about it, another little one to help damage the ship." A dead pan expression befalls Vincent. "Oh... damn... you're right..."
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Post by Oliver on Mar 23, 2009 2:02:05 GMT -5
Oliver looks over to Shaft, Kenny and Lillith with an air of curiosity. He hears perfectly well what Miguel and Vincent had said. "Ye t'o gonna ges married an have a kid?" He says, tiny bits of cake flying out of his mouth as he talks.
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Post by Lillith on Mar 23, 2009 2:05:12 GMT -5
(OOC: Whoa, close posting. Sorry Loci, I'll fix it)
::Under the table, Lillith's hand wraps around Kenny's and squeezes it::
I don't know about that last part yet Oliver, but we're definitely getting married. Probably some time in the summer. But when we do decide to take that step... I'm thinking Melanie if it's a girl, and... Simon if it's a boy. Well it'll have to be Rose who makes the cake though. I can't cook to save my life. Then again, we could always just elope.
::A horrorstruck look crosses Shaft's face::
Shaft: Don't even think about it. Rose would never forgive you. You know how she likes big occasions. She's going to want to plan everything.
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Post by Iole on Mar 23, 2009 2:07:19 GMT -5
::Meanwhile, Iole returns to her seat next to Oliver, with a good sized slice of cake::
Hmm... yours is bigger Ollie. I think Rose might be sweet on you. So... not to sound nosy, but what did you wish for?
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Mongoose
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Post by Mongoose on Mar 23, 2009 2:16:39 GMT -5
The doors to the dinning hall open with a loud fire-cracker bang as a twirling fireball spins inside and lands in the center of the hall before Oliver and explodes into confetti and out from the trails of colors is Adrian, bowing dramatically. "Weren't thinking of starting the party without me, now were you?" He looks up and smiles, then approaches Oliver with his hands behind his back. "Our little man of the hour! On your special day, I have brought you this..." He presents Oliver with a box that rests easily in his hands and places it on the table before the child. He backs away and bows lowly again. "A small gift. Don't open it just yet though, let the anticipation and mystery mount." He laughs out loud.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 23, 2009 2:22:51 GMT -5
"Simon? Me dad?" Oliver says, puzzled by the name. "Why me dad?"
When Iole distracts him, he turns to her saddened by the question while staring down at his cake. "I'l te'l ye later, kay?"
His sullen expression quickly changes as Adrian makes a most dramatic entrance and offers him the gift. He can't help but to giggle at the gypsy's antics. "I wo't! Tanks, never rea'y gotten a gift before from sumun, not 'ike tis, tats for sure!"
((4 stars ftw))
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Post by Lillith on Mar 23, 2009 2:32:10 GMT -5
Nice to see you could make it Adrian. But next time, would you mind not setting the table cloth on fire? I know Lindblum's been donating to the school, but we have enough accidents with the girls' magic.
::Lillith teases the gypsy while Iole moves in closer to Oliver, her eyes studying the box::
Iole: Well come on Ollie. Don't keep us waiting, open it!
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Post by Oliver on Mar 23, 2009 2:45:29 GMT -5
Adrian chuckles. "Well, I do sometimes get ahead of myself with the pyrotechnics. Alright Oliver, open the gift... BUT! First, here, you may need this." From his sleeve, Adrian pulls out a handkerchief. "Trust me on this." And hands it to Oliver.
Curiously, Oliver takes the handkerchief then turns to the gift. He places it on the table directly in front of him, setting the cake aside. He pulls on the ribbon that wraps it and opens the box. He tosses the tissue aside to reveal... photos and one audio sphere. Many photos, in black and white, some yellowed. Without a breath or word, Oliver, his hands shaking pulls out several of the photographs. They are of him and his mother, together. Photos he has never seen before, never knew existed. Tears begin to swell in his eyes as he looks at each photo. Some of them are him and his mother at the market, some at shops, and other random places around Lindblum.
Adrian, now more solemn, walks over to Oliver, around the table till he stands behind the sitting kid. He places his hand over the child's shoulder. "While you and the others were off saving the world, I went and saved your memories. I went everywhere I could think, pulled a few strings, and dug through archives. I snatched every image of you two together, taken from security cameras or other photographs."
Oliver then pulls out the audiosphere and as it rests in his hand, it starts to play a low hum, a gentle song from a female's voice. "Me... mum?" He looks up to Adrian, turning in his chair and falls on him, arms wrapping around the gypsy as the song continues to play, muffled in his hand and by Oliver's crying.
Adrian puts his head on the kids. "It's from where your mother worked, just her singing to herself as she sewed."
As Oliver bawls into Adrian, he leans over to whisper to Lillith. "Never going to guess how much red-tape I had to go through to get that."
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Post by Lillith on Mar 23, 2009 2:53:26 GMT -5
(OOC: Loci, truthfully, honestly, not even joking, you just made me cry)
::Lillith places her hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp. She feels her lip quivering as her eyes scan the photoes, bringing the woman she had only seen once, mangled and broken in the street as she had been in life; beautiful, caring, maternal, everything she had tried to imagine her as but couldn't. And Oliver is seen in a different light in the picture as well. These are days he had been happy and not full of fear or anger or resentment, but had just been content to be a kid. She leans over and whispers to Adrian::
Adrian... how.... It's beautiful. The most beautiful thing I've ever seen. You're incredible.
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Post by Iole on Mar 23, 2009 2:55:32 GMT -5
::Iole sidles away to the other side of the table and does her best not to sulk. It's really a wonderful thing Adrian had done for Oliver, but seeing him reunited with distant memories of the woman who had cared for him, brings up some unpleasant feelings in herself::
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Post by Oliver on Mar 23, 2009 3:10:15 GMT -5
Adrian nods with a smile to Lillith. "It wasn't easy but..." He squeezes Oliver's head softly and ruffles his head hair. "Anything for such a good young man whose lost so much. As my people say, 'the dead are never gone, long as their face is remembered'." He looks down to the crying boy. "I hope you like your gift."
Oliver looks up through tears and red eyes and nods. He sniffs and rubs his hand over his nose. "I do, I dont even no bet'a words for how gre't tis." He says through soft cries. He then looks around. "Weres Iole?"
"Uh... shes over there." Adrian replies.
Oliver gets out from his seat, taking the box of photos with him. "I wanna show her!" He runs off, looking around for her and approaches. "Iole?"
Adrian then moves over to Lillith. "I hope I didn't overdo myself?" He states. "But I wanted him to open it before I leave, sadly, I must depart soon. I have an important engagement I must attend too."
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