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Romeo's nineteenth birthday started with a package from his father containing a collection of Lord Byron's works, a dagger that was about twice as elaborate as anything Romeo had any business carrying, and a letter that suggested -- in a polite, backhanded, and elaborate way -- that Romeo was missed and should make it his business to visit Verona sooner rather than later.

There was also a large box of chocolates. They were good. Romeo ate the caramels as his breakfast. He should have been reading about the equilibrium point in supply and demand, but that kept turning into perusal of the poetry. Really, the poetry struck him as more relevant.

[OOC: For the girlfriend, or for birthday emails/calls/texts/homing pigeons.]
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Date: 2009-11-11 02:32 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] bitchprince
It wasn't, strictly, that Arthur was aware of when Romeo's birthday was. It was more a happy coalescing of opportunities, or maybe just simply the need to talk to someone who wasn't a bird or somehow related to a bird that led to the sudden ringing of Romeo's telephone.

Yes.

Date: 2009-11-11 02:54 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] bitchprince
"Romeo." After a moment of deliberation, Arthur settled on the most relevant news. "We were attacked by flesh-eating vegetables yesterday, but no one was seriously injured," he said, conversationally.

He'd have a future in the newscasting business.

Date: 2009-11-11 03:07 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] bitchprince
"There was a variety," Arthur replied, promptly. "It was the tomatoes that offended me the most. Had to take a bath afterwards."

Date: 2009-11-11 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] bitchprince
"If you ever face man-eating tomatoes in battle, bring a helmet," he had to point out. "Also, Merlin's a bird this week, and I'm not going near the washing machines."

It... tended to end in disaster in the single three instances he'd gone near them, and there was only so much indignity he was willing to bear.

Date: 2009-11-11 04:29 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] bitchprince
"I do not know how long it's going to last this time," Arthur said, to the ceiling. "Last time, it was a scroll with a set duration. This time-- who knows."

Date: 2009-11-11 05:28 pm (UTC)
intraspective: (phoning)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
See, Ino had work today. But Ino also had a cell phone and that was totally being put to good use.

Best. Employee. Ever.

Ring phone, ring!

Date: 2009-11-11 05:35 pm (UTC)
intraspective: (laughter)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
"Hiii!" she carolled. "I know what day it is!"

Date: 2009-11-11 05:52 pm (UTC)
intraspective: (Nyah!)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
"Mean!" Ino protested though her giggling put lie to any real offense. "It's also your birthday, geez! Or did you forget, in which case Dojima-san might want to take you to the doctor."

Date: 2009-11-11 06:18 pm (UTC)
intraspective: (trying not to laugh)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
"Ancient," she agreed, from the perspective of a sixteen year old. "You're going to go grey soon." Or something.

"And of course I'd call," Ino continued blithely. "You think I wouldn't?"

Date: 2009-11-11 06:53 pm (UTC)
intraspective: (mischief managed!)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
"Someone got to you before I did," she accused lightly. "Oh well. But no, the veggies of death have disappeared and they were awesome while they lasted even when they got my hair all gross."

Because Romeo totally cared about your hair issues, Ino.

"They were fun, though. I was so glad it wasn't the flowers too, or I'd have been dead. Geez."

Date: 2009-11-11 07:04 pm (UTC)
intraspective: (grinning arms crossed)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
"Nah," she replied. "Nothing sounds weird when it's 'bout Fandom. Less it's strange even for Fandom in which case people ought to hide 'cause the end of the world is coming."

Date: 2009-11-11 07:24 pm (UTC)
intraspective: (looking back)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
She huffed a laugh.

"I don't think we had much of an option for dealing with it," Ino retorted. "And how're you? How's another birthday treated you? Happy birthday, by the way, I don't think I said."

Date: 2009-11-11 07:39 pm (UTC)
intraspective: (smile politely)
From: [personal profile] intraspective
"Say hi to her for me? Chocolate is always good," she said idly. "And familial guilt is totally a common thing."

A beat.

"Is it working?"
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