The park, Tuesday evening

[2_old_for_this]

Today was (more or less) Peter's birthday. He'd noticed it on the calendar and thought about it, then...mostly just thought about it some more.

He had no idea how old he was objectively, Hell not exactly having calendars, and then there was the whole Julian/Gregorian thing, so he might be a few days off on the date, too, but...happy birthday to him?

He didn't much have a reason to celebrate it, but now he was in a decent place and getting himself back on an even keel, it seemed sort of the thing to do.

So, he grabbed some beers and sodas left over from class, picked up a bunch of cupcakes from J,GOB, texted the people he knew, and came to sit in the park with its greenery. It seemed like a decent way to spend the day.



[OOC: If you might have gotten a text, you did! If you didn't, feel free to wander by!]

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[uncertain_dume]

Hell yeah, Kanan was going to show up for this. Not that he ever bothered to acknowledge his own birthday - it was just sort of something that happened every year without fanfare, and he'd missed out on any traditional Jedi ceremony with his Master long ago - he could at least appreciate and be there for his friends when they took a moment to observe their own.

And so, after his talk with Hannibal, he was making his way into the park, mostly just to hang out.

"Hey," he said, giving Peter a little wave of his hand and a grin. "Happy birthday, buddy."

[2_old_for_this]

"Thanks." Peter smiled back and waved Kanan toward the food. "I don't even usually notice it, but the date caught my eye, so this seemed the thing to do."

[uncertain_dume]

"For what it's worth, it's more than I ever do for mine," Kanan replied, making his way over to grab a Coke. "So you've got me beat, there."

Birthdays were just not generally a big thing, for Jedi.

[2_old_for_this]

"Do you know when yours is?" Peter asked curiously.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan looked vaguely amused at that.

"By what calendar? On which planet? I've known twenty different calendars before ever coming to earth, and I haven't even bothered working out what my equivalent of 'January' is. But once I do I'll be sure to let you know."

[2_old_for_this]

"By this one," Peter clarified. "Heck, I might be off a day or two, even discounting my time in...other dimensions. The calendars changed a few hundred years ago just on this one planet."

[uncertain_dume]

"You at least have the benefit of being from this planet," Kanan offered. "I can't even really go by 'spring' or 'summer.' I couldn't even tell you what my homeworld was."

[1000yearstoolate]

Of course Seivarden was here. Peter was one of her few sort-of-almost-friends, as well as roommate and employer, and she had thought a lot about what to give him.

Since Peter owned the flower shop, giving flowers was out of the question.

Peter didn't drink tea, or anything else but Tru Blood, and the latter seemed like a strange gift.

Peter didn't care for pets, and Zack wouldn't have allowed Seivarden to get one as a gift, so a cat would could be a companion for Issa didn't work either.

In the end Seivarden had chosen a dozen of scented candles in different colours. That usually worked, didn't it?

She would also no talk to any of Peter's friends whom she didn't like. That wasn't a gift, but it would hopefully make everyone happier.

[2_old_for_this]

"Seivarden." Peter nodded at her. "Hi. I brought cupcakes, if you eat those?"

He wasn't sure how they'd work with gloves, but honestly he wasn't sure how a lot of foods did, so.

[1000yearstoolate]

Really, why wouldn't she be able to eat cupcakes with gloves?

"Thank you, I do eat them," she said, smilling. She held out a nicely wrapped package. "This is for you."

[2_old_for_this]

"Oh?" Peter blinked as he took it. "Thank you." He turned it over a few times, then carefully unwrapped it.

He sniffed one candle curiously and smiled. "Thank you; these are nice." They weren't normally his kind of thing, but they were nice, and he appreciated the thought even more.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden smiled. At least that had been a success. Whether Peter needed them or not was beside the point. Gifts were about something else.

"I hope Issa won't decide to push them over," she said lightly.

[2_old_for_this]

"I'll put them high up, or put a barrier around them or something," Peter promised. "I'd hate to see her get her tail in them."

Because cat.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa had mostly just been squeezing in a walk for Arlo 2 before Tuesday Boozetime with Kitty, and had every intention of ignoring whatever was going on in the park when they passed by.

Arlo 2, however, being far more sociable than her owner, kept pulling at the leash, wanting to go in for a closer look. And since Rosa felt so bad keeping her cute little ball of fur and energy cooped up so much, she sighed and just let it happen, figuring she owed it to her to let her at least get a few pets and try to mooch a cupcake or two.

"Alright, do your thing," she told Arlo 2 before they moseyed closer to the party. "Bonus treats at home if you pee on that one guy's leg."

Yeah, you know exactly which guy she was talking about.

[2_old_for_this]

Please do not pee on Seivarden's leg, Arlo 2 (or anybody else). Peter was his roommate, and he had a really good sense of smell.

Peter eyed the dog barreling for him and gave him and his owner a lopsided grin. "Hey there." He held his hand out for the dog and waved the woman at the food. "Want some cupcakes and something to drink?"

[died8yearsago]

Arlo 2 would never! Not for all the extra treats in the world! Not even If that one guy smelled like a cat! She was a Good Girl!

And there was a hand that needed smelling to distract her, anyway.

Rosa, meanwhile, eyed the spread, particularly the beers. Sure, she was going to go get beer, but there was never too much beer on a Tuesday, right?

"What's the occasion?" she asked.

[2_old_for_this]

"My birthday, I think." Peter shrugged. "The date's right, anyway. Saw it and thought I might as well do something."

[died8yearsago]

Rosa couldn't help making a bit of a face at that. "I think anyone over the age of six celebrating a birthday should go to hell," she said. "And you don't look six."

Just saying. Birthday were pretty stupid.

[2_old_for_this]

Well, that was a reaction.

Peter frowned at her. "I spent a thousand years in Hell, thanks. I think I'm entitled to celebrate being alive if I want to."

[spectre_alenko]

Having worked off some stress at the gym, then cemented his calm with a beer, Kaidan wandered by the park to see what the to-do was about. He lost his mental bet - swords were not, apparently, involved, nor were squirrels or gremlins. Spotting a familiar face, Kaidan headed Peterward, then grinned at the array of food. "You must be mighty hungry. That is a lot of frosting."

[2_old_for_this]

"It's not for me!" Peter protested, laughing. "It just seemed like the thing to do when I noticed it was my birthday."

[spectre_alenko]

"Oh, hey!" Kaidan exclaimed with a smile, "Happy birthday! But, if it's your birthday, shouldn't it be for you? Earth custom is to present people with cake on their birthday, not the other way around."

[2_old_for_this]

Peter shrugged. "I don't eat. But that's no reason there shouldn't be cake. Come have some! And a beer or a Coke, if that's more your thing."

He was drinking Coke himself; he'd leave the beer for people it mattered for.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan processed that, arching an eyebrow at Peter's thin but wiry form, "Is it rude to ask how you maintain mass without eating? I need to eat a rather startling number of calories a day, yet eating too many results in more mass than I want. It's vexing."

He took a cupcake and a Coke, more to be polite than anything - but also: cupcake. "Thanks! How's the day gone for you so far? Anyone tried to spank you yet?"

And yet, he didn't ask if that was a rude question.

[2_old_for_this]

"No-one's tried to spank me yet, no." Peter shook his head at that. They wouldn't get very far if they tried.

"I live on a liquid diet," he explained carefully. "I have for a really long time."