[RL Birthday Log]

[hippie_hacker]

Langly wasn't much of a sociable person. In fact, he was surprised himself that he was throwing a party.... A party that wasn't centered around Dungeons and Dragons. He hoped that the party would go smoothly as he really didn't know a lot of the people he had invited. Luckily, he was able to kick out his friends for the day, telling them that it was table top night. Hearing that was a good enough excuse for them to leave.

His big concern was how Crocker was going to react when he came over expecting cheese steaks. It was hard to predict how the older man would react to anything. He had been worried about Crocker for a while, and he hoped that the party would help lighten the mood for him. After all, he would be surrounded by all of his friends.

Now that the place was decorated and some music going on in the background, he just had to wait for the guests to arrive.

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[crackpotcrocker]

"Actually, I'm - NOT!" Slighty spazzing and returning a creepy smile to her genuine smile, "Glad to see you're doing better."

[grimdarkseer]

"Oh then even better. I would so hate to be the one whose well wishes were the one too many."

So okay, maybe that was just her, but the sentiment is no less meant. Her smile widens at his comment. "Thank you. Being here was good for me, I think."

She then holds out the neatly wrapped gift. "I hope you like it."

Inside is a couple of her lesser-read books on the grimdark and strange as well as a ball of enchanted yarn.

[crackpotcrocker]

"Well, I know exactly how it helps being off world and needing to clear your mind. Good to hear. FAIRIES!" Which Rose was welcome to anytime she wanted too, "I just hope mother didn't bother you too much." But that was why I offered to take you to work with me.

Slight spazz, "A gift." Stating the obvoius and he felt so spoiled, "Are these magic books from your world?" Looking rather exicted, ".....Yarn?"

[grimdarkseer]

She smiled at that. "Oh she was no real bother. You forget, I'm used to outmanoeuvring overbearing maternal figures."

Even if she'd been in the wrong about her own mother.

She stayed quiet through his reaction to her gift, only replying at his final confused question. "Magic yarn. And not exactly magic books, but they do discover topics which most would consider to be within the realm of the fantastical.

[crackpotcrocker]

"Yes, but you still wheren't able to escape that. Oh, well. You're looking better. Suppose all that matters, yes."

Denzel listens, "Magic yarn?!" He actually looks intrigued as if he's already working on what he's going to do with it, "THANK YOU!"

[grimdarkseer]

"Escape, no, but I think I managed to placate her rather swiftly, all things considered."

She smiles at his thanks to her. "You're welcome. I've still not discerned a use for it but perhaps you will."

[crackpotcrocker]

"Can you tell me something about this magical yarn?"

[grimdarkseer]

"It was made by combining a wizard statue with a regular ball of yarn. Beyond that, and beyond knowing that combining the same statue with my needles created my needlewands, I don't know much."

[crackpotcrocker]

Continues to eye the yarn and smell it. "How do you use with your needle - wands?...." Raising a brow and wondering if those where what she was threating his hound with.

[grimdarkseer]

She shrugged. "I don't know. They just work. Of course, then I combined them with the grimoire so I don't really have much experience in using the basic version."

[crackpotcrocker]

"Gives me something to look into. Yes. I wonder if this yarn is anything like the string I use for my special butterfly net."

Pause, "Would you mind giving me a demonstration?" That is if she has her needlewands on her.

[grimdarkseer]

"Well, I'd be interested if you did manage to learn anything about it. If only so I know if the ball I have is worth holding onto."

At his request, she grasps the needlewands that appear to have slid into her hands from nowhere, tips already glowing purple with potential energy. "Of course, but I suspect we should find somewhere that won't result in the destruction of our host's property]

[crackpotcrocker]

"I will." Denzel is staring at the needlewands, he was rather interested in examining those, "Outside?"

[grimdarkseer]

Rose nods, heading for the doorway. Her grip on her wands tightens; she's getting the hang of them, now, but she's not used to minimal damage so she has to focus.