[open] i am sixteen going on seventeen

[journaler]

Who: Leia & OPEN.
When: 3/7 IC
Where: The gardens
What: A birthday nearly forgotten.
Rating/Warning: Nah.


a.) i want to play a game (text)

[After the heavy damage and loss, Leia's practically made it a routine to help out where she can: the school and the apartments especially. She knows how important the Residential District is, though she'd be lying if she didn't spend her fair share of time at the Game Center, too.

On the seventh, it's no different, though she finds a slightly different way to help than the usual.]

hey!! （‐＾▽＾‐） wow, everyone's been working so hard lately... look how far we've come! don't forget to rest. if u need a break, stop by the gardens this afternoon for a surprise!

it's also my birthday, if youre into that sort of thing.. but you'll have to find me first (○ゝω・○)ﾉﾟ+.☆ see you there!

- leia ☆

b.) it's a trap! (action)

[For those intrigued enough to come, or even just passing by, they'll find that the gardens aren't quite as pretty as they were before. Nevertheless, the amount of collaborative work so far is obvious. New flowers are budding, pathways repaired, and it's all good enough for Leia. She doesn't need anything elaborate like Natalia's party was; this will do.

A long picnic table is set up, and on top of it is food. Three large pizzas with various toppings, all kinds of flavored chips and dips to go with them, and at the center of it all, a mysterious cake that doesn't actually say anything about her birthday. Predictably it's chocolate, with your standard frosting, decorative flowers, and only two words on its face: "Almost There." Next to the cake is a large knife for cutting it, as well as paper plates, plastic utensils, and a small note propped up like a name tag.]

Need a break? ♥
[. . . but where is she? Feel free to set off to find her, or simply mingle among yourselves and enjoy the free eats.]

c.) where's waldo? (action)

[Deeper into the garden (but not too deep), it won't actually take too long to find Leia; it might just take a little effort. If your character is the type to look high, they might spot her in a tree (don't be surprised if she falls out of it); or for others who want to stick to the ground, they might notice a fast-moving shadow move behind a tree, or a rustling of leaves behind one, if it's particularly big.

If she knows you, she might just might pop up in front of you to yell "BOO," just for kicks. So much for the chase.

Be creative! Or let me make shit up as I go. Your choice. Either way, any characters taking this option will receive a little something for their troubles.]

d.) walking on the wild side (any)

[Anything goes! I'm very flexible and open. You can catch Leia as she's setting up the table(s), or assume she returns to the table(s) after most of the food is gone, etc. if either of those options appeal more to you.]

(( ooc: just a note that leia probably won't be able to reply to option b! it's mostly for mingling purposes if you want it. ♥ ))

Comments

[psycholawgy]

I'm glad you like it!

I really thought it suits you when I saw it.

[journaler]

You have good instincts.

[ she nods approvingly. ]

How about I send you a selfie as soon as I try it on?

[psycholawgy]

[ she claps her hands in delight. ]

Oh, that would be great!

[journaler]

Then it's a promise!

. . . But for now, I think I could put these balloons to good use. [ maybe the color will attract more people!! since she didn't think of that . . . or music. ] Want to help me?

[psycholawgy]

Okay, where should we put them?

[ SHE WILL BE THE BEST HELPER. ]

[journaler]

Hmm... We could tie them to the chairs.

Come on! We can eat while we decide.

[psycholawgy]

Did you make the cake, by the way?

[journaler]

I didn't, actually . . . I ordered it.

[ LAME... though she doesn't sulk about that for long. ]

But it's chocolate!

[psycholawgy]

Did you order it from the cafe?

[ NO HARD FEELINGS IF YOU DIDN'T, LEIA. NONE AT ALL. ]

[journaler]

I did, actually! I think you were at the gym at the time.

[ not that she has her schedule memorized or anything.........

okay she doesn't. it was just a guess. ]

Cute, right?

[ there may be frog designs on the cake alongside the message, "almost there." for reasons. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ she peers curiously at the cake again, before asking— ]

What are the frogs for?

[journaler]

. . . I dunno. They made me think of a friend from back home.

[ she laughs, finally grabbing a the knife she set nearby. ]

Here. I'll cut it.