[Semi- Closed] Alex Cumore's Birthday Celebration!

[blondferret]

WHO: Derek Matthews, Alex Cumore, Cumore's friends, and anyone who knows Cumore and likes him as a person.
WHERE: A bar in Recolle
WHEN: April 19, 2018
WHAT: Cumore's Birthday Party!
WARNINGS: Probably lots of drinking

Derek had been planning Cumore's birthday for a while and he is really hoping people show up. He reserved a few tables and has the cake on one of them, with paper plates, utensils and napkins.

A. Gifts

Feel free to give your gift to Cumore here!

B. Birthday Cake!

Derek went out and got a two tier cake for the occasion. He chose this one specifically because it is decorated with Cumore's favorite fruit. Hopefully Cumore will be willing to blow out candles, because Derek brought some. After candles are blown out, feel free to enjoy some cake.

C. Drinking and general mingling

Although Derek has set this all up, he's not paying for your drink. He's not made of money. But feel free to buy yourself a drink and talk with other people that attend.

Comments

[drydrown]

[So.

This morning had been another exercise in "Retrospec can't leave well enough alone, apparently", given that Cumore is looking a bit...different today, physically speaking; it's nothing so drastic as the hair and the eyes changing - thankfully that's the most alarming thing in store for him, the sudden paletteswap - but it's still noticeable that his body has taken some alterations. That is to say that he's still thin for his height but no longer as fragile-looking; there's more solidity to him, more strength and about 20 pounds of muscle mass, and honestly he looks decidedly healthier and not...dramatically underweight. Which he'd be more all right with if it weren't giving him a serious case of the wig.

Happy birthday, Cumore, it's more than you deserve.

That said, though, he's definitely here and he's definitely dressed like an absolute goddamn disaster; he's decided that he's going to make the best of everything this month has decided to be and show up wearing...actually, the fuck is he wearing?

At its base, it's this, with a few minor alterations; if it's bright purple, he's removed it because he doesn't feel like looking like a low-geared Warcraft rogue, and he's wearing proper black heels of all things instead of whatever shoes actually came with this stupid outfit. But otherwise the whole thing is intact - the red and pink vest with the...cutout advertising that there's nothing on underneath, black sleeves with long red and pink gloves pulled up over them, black pants that are positively painted-on, and absolutely no sense of dignity whatsoever because hell, you only turn 28 once.

Weirdly enough, he's making the whole thing work. Somehow.

That said, though, he's in a weirdly good mood tonight; this really is nice of Derek, to an extent where he's really not sure what to do with it, and so he's quite simply going to focus on enjoying the evening and getting trashed. Unlike Derek, Cumore pretty much is made of money, so...if you're here for this little get-together in the first place, then great! If not...well, you are now? In other words, if you just happened to be in this bar tonight by chance, you are going to deal with the trashy pastel man trying to buy you a drink at least once.

Aside from that, though, he can be found here for pretty much anything you want; come talk to him, let him buy you drinks, he's...going to be looking at that cake once in a while like it's literal goddamn witchcraft (he is equal measures horrified and fascinated by that thing), find him later in the night when he's sufficiently tipsy and let him tell you how pretty you are regardless of what you actually look like, whatever you like. The night is young and so is he, he's here for any of the above prompts in the log proper, and basically god help us all.]

[scythegun]

[Well, Jaeger can certainly say that he wasn't expecting Cumore to wear the stupid outfit. Sure, it isn't the whole thing, but it's still part of the stupid outfit and it's. weirdly attractive?? How the hell did you manage that anyway.

Well, he's here for Cumore's birthday so he's not going to comment on the clothes. He is going to comment on the sudden change in appearance, however!]

My, it looks as though you've been given a gift by Retrospec as well! Happy birthday, I hope you're enjoying it so far?

[drydrown]

[Sometimes he hates you, Jaeger. He genuinely does.]

There are some things I could have done without first thing in the morning, but it's better than some of the other little surprises I've been given.

[scythegun]

[He doesn't know what else you expected!!]

Well apparently the outfit isn't one of them!

[...so much for not commenting on the outfit.]

[drydrown]

[He just shrugs.]

We only live once, I imagined I might as well.

[scythegun]

Do have fun with it!

[He's not going to tell you it looks nice, since you already know that.]

So, how has your birthday been so far?

[drydrown]

[You bet he does.]

It's been going well, all things considered. I'm having a good night, and work was nothing to complain about.

[scythegun]

That's good to hear! I'm sure you'll have fun tonight, ja?

[Hopefully not too much fun? Please don't call him at two in the morning again.]

[drydrown]

Well, that would be the point.

[............listen...]

[blondferret]

[Derek stares at Cumore when he comes in. Just stares. And the bursts out laughing.]

What the bloody hell are you wearing? I don't think I made this a fancy dress [He means costume] party!

[drydrown]

It's hardly my fault I look better than you ever would.

[It's light, though. Facetious.]

Live a little. I only have so long to get away with things like this, and we only live once.

[blondferret]

Are you sure you look better than me?

[Derek shakes his head in amusement. Do you realize how ridiculous you look Cumore?]

And where the hell did you get that thing? [A beat.] And since when were you ripped? Birthday gift from Retrospec?

[drydrown]

[...HE IS NOT SURE WHAT TO DO WITH THE RIPPED COMMENT AND IT SHOWS, but he'll recover himself easily enough.]

Retrospec on all counts, really. I'm hardly complaining, I suppose.

[It sort of weirds him out, honestly? But that is Future Cumore's problem; he'll worry about it in the morning.]

[blondferret]

[Derek sighs.]

First Matt and now you. The next thing I'll find out is Foggy having a six pack appear too. At least I have magic to make up for my physical short comings.

[drydrown]

[...Oh, huh.]

Are you familiar with Nelson as well, then? I'm not certain if I'm surprised or not, really.

[blondferret]

[Derek's eyebrows raised in surprise.]

Oh, have I never mentioned it? He's my cousin. Our mom's are sisters.

[drydrown]

...I see. I've met him a few times, he seems decent.

[Cumore is not usually one for praise, "decent" is a good thing.]

[blondferret]

A. Gifts [Closed to Cumore]

[Derek wonders if Cumore knows how incredibly hard it is to find a gift for a friend who is bloody rich and probably has everything. He was googling "Gifts for people who have everything", "Gifts for rich people", and finally "Holiday gifts for Lawyers." The last search actually brought up something promising. The price was decent and he thought it was pretty neat. Useful even. Meaning, he kind of wanted one two and plans to buy one for himself later if he can spare the money.

Derek offers Cumore a box, which inside is Cumore's present.]

Happy birthday Alex. And may you continue to have many more.

C. Drinking

Derek orders himself one of his usuals, a Singapore sling. He can be found causually drinking it while enjoying his... second... or third... piece of cake. It's a party that he planned, he is going to pig out just a bit. Feel free to talk to him or tell him how much fun the party is.

A.

[drydrown]

[He'll accept the box easily, really, though he'll hold onto it for a moment before opening it; this is...okay look Jaeger was picking on him earlier but jackass had a point- ]

This was...very nice of you, you know. Consider it appreciated, Derek, really.

Re: A.

[blondferret]

[Derek quirks an eyebrow at Cumore.]

Mate, what's up with the polite language?

[His face relaxes.]

But you're welcome anyway. Just next time, just say something along the lines of, "Thanks mate, you're the best friend I could possibly as for," and I'll be good.

[By the end of that Derek is smirking.]

[drydrown]

[...DEREK...

He laughs, though, the sound easy.]

Oh, come on - anything like that is going to go directly to your head.

[blondferret]

Ah, but it would be the truth and why not let the truth get to my head hmm?

[drydrown]

I don't offer compliments for just anything, you know; I'll save something like that for some other time.

[blondferret]

[Derek smirk only grows bigger.]

So it will come, the compliment? Well, that only means it is true.

[Derek looks at the still wrapped present in Cumore's hand.]

Are you going to open the gift or not? Maybe opening that will bring about the momentous compliment dishing occasion.

[drydrown]

It'll come if you meet the criteria. Whether that actually happens is still yet to be seen.

[But yes, yes, he'll open it, all right- ...huh.]

Oh, thank god, it's something useful.

[Cumore, holy shit, you can do better than that surely.]