(open) sometimes your birthday falls on an event day and you just have to make the most of it

[skald]

WHO: Tuuri and you!
WHERE: Club Sunshine plus bonus BEACH PARTY
WHEN: July 3 in the afternoon into the evening!
WHAT: It's Tuuri's 21st birthday and you're invited!
WARNINGS: stupid amounts of alcohol, probably

[Goro "Best Boss Ever" Majima opened up the club during the day to host a party for Tuuri's 21st birthday, and basically anyone that Tuuri's exchanged names with in Recolle is invited. (Even the minors, if Tuuri has her say, just don't get Majima into trouble.) There's tons of decorations, some sort of Europop playing because it seemed like a safe choice, a cake, the works! Stop in, mingle around, don't mind the antisocial guy in the corner who's got to be a cousin or something, and help Tuuri celebrate her return to a legal drinking age in her country of residence!

As an added bonus, her birthday is so close to Independence Day that there are a ton of fireworks and other celebrations in (what she can pretend is) her honor. Once Club Sunshine needs to kick them out for the night in order to open on time, Tuuri proposes moving to the beach to hang out and maybe set off a few sparklers of their own. Too young to go to a host club and get hammered? Never met Tuuri before in your life? It's all good, come hang out at the beach instead! There might even be some bingo going on. So drop on by and (try to) say hyvää syntymäpäivää!

(But seriously, you don't get cake until you say hyvää syntymäpäivää.)]

Comments

[skald]

[Tuuri is going around the party saying hello to everyone, of course, and you're free to stop her at any time for any reason-- birthday wishes, an introduction to the guy who is clearly a family member, shots, selfies, comparing bingo cards, whatever you want! This is a wildcard option, I just couldn't think of a clever way to phrase it. Or try one of these:

a. don't try it, it's a trap
[Tuuri has several boxes of innocuous-looking candy. Based on the wrapper, which is entirely in Finnish, it seems to be called salmiakki. At some point during the party, Tuuri walks up with an open box and a smile that's just a little too innocent.]

Want some candy? I got it from my brother!

[Maybe you know what this candy is. Maybe, if you're from the right part of the world, you even enjoy it. Most likely not, though. Taste at your own risk.]

b. sometimes I doubt your commitment to sparkle motion
[Tuuri's already migrated the party to the beach before the blackout hits-- lucky for anyone who knows her, since otherwise she would have kicked up a storm of complaints after the sudden death of the AC. The beach has its own music, food, a conveniently-located ocean to cool off in, and even swarms of fireflies, which are pretty enough to make up for the way they totally ruin Tuuri's attempts to spell something out with the sparklers.]

Okay, um, let's try it again? Can someone lure the fireflies away please? [she asks, after looking at their fiftieth failed attempt at a photo.]

B

[thesettingsun]

[Shuji is still definitely not going in the water, but he can at least hang out on the beach, eat snacks, and complain about fireflies.]

Don't fireflies normally avoid people? Like most wild animals?

a

[frisyr]

--Is that what I think it is?

[ Emil reaches in and grabs, that's right, the spiciest tyrkisk peber he can find. ]

Oh man, I used to love these as a kid! Can you tell your brother thanks?

[ He pops it in and um.

Well. This was definitely a case of nostalgia getting ahead of his tastebuds. Still... good though. ]

A

[prometheanflame]

Oh, what is it?

[Mohammed looks up from his phone, where he has been pondering over his bingo card for the past half hour. Some of these squares look doable in the next few days, but that center tile had been giving him serious pause.

Thankfully Tuuri manages to distract him.]

a

[knivstikker]

Oh, hell yes, I love this stuff! [Sig grins, looming, an oak tree over Tuuri and her guests as she eyes the package that Tuuri is holding. She sticks her hand out between the group, grinning ear to ear.]

Betcha $5 that none of these wimps can't handle more than a tiny piece. Whatever, I'll show them how it's done!

screw the rules

[lalliho]

...I forgot your hair was short.

[Somehow... Even with Retrospec giving him a reminder. And yes, he's said this before anything a cousin should actually say, even if it's not the first thing out of his mouth. It isn't too long before he adds,] Hyvaa syntymäpäinää.

[Here is a gift that isn't wrapped and maybe isn't the best, considering.]

b!

[flowrite]

[Fai has a drink in one hand and his jeans are rolled up to his knees so he can walk through the water with his bare feet. It feels like forever since he was at the beach, this is great!

He's also thoroughly enjoying the fireflies, although they do seem to be inconveniencing the birthday girl a bit. At the request he wanders over to see what she's up to.]

Need a hand?

A

[livingdeadgirl]

Ooh! All the way from Finland? Thanks, Tuuri!

[Ami peers at the contents of the box, curious. But her face gets a little too close to it, so she gets a nice strong whiff and has to pull back a little.]

Wooh! That's licorice.

[She laughs and takes a piece, pops it in her mouth... savors it for a second... but you can see on her face the exact moment when the ammonium chloride kicks in. Her whole expression turns, like, inside out.]

a

[appraiser]

Tuuri! Tuuri, hyvääsyntymäpäivää!!

[ Maybe if he says it fast enough and runs all the sounds together, it'll sound passably like Finnish and he can get some cake. At the very least, something sweet would be welcome, so Ryoji's eyes light up at the offer. ]

Is this tilor laru?

B

[judgementkazzy]

[ It's Tuuri's birthday and given the location and their history of treasure hunting, Kaz is here with a gift. The cat giftening continues, okay. ]

Happy birthday, Tuuri.

[ But then there is the offer of candy and that almost sounds like a challenge. Kiryu is definitely gonna go for it. ]

That's pretty cool. What is it?

a, obviously

[browbeater]

[normally, he's not much of a candy person... but he's also not rude, so he's reaching in the back of his brain trying to decide the pros and cons of turning down her offer. Like, it's her birthday. Obviously. But she doesn't seem to be taking part in the candy herself, and that smile was... suspicious?

He offers a confused smile in return.]

Uh-- shouldn't you be the one enjoying the gift your brother gave you?

a

[gudaguda]

Sai... mia... yuckky?

[ Sakura tilts her head trying to read the wrapping on the box that Tuuri's proffering to her. She's not sure why, but the box has a forbidding aura around it. Maybe it was because the contents were pitch black and smelled funny? But she didn't want to be rude, since Tuuri seemed to like it.

But at the same time, she can feel herself sweating as she look at this forbidding box. ]

Ah, are you sure you don't want to keep all of that to yourself?

a.

[sotenbori]

Okay, sure.

[ he's pretty sure tuuri's smile is devious but #challengeaccepted ]

A; walks in a week late with starbucks

[destiny_key]

[Sora's having a great time at the party, despite a majority of people drinking and him not able to, but he did manage to get a soda somewhere so it's fine. He even got Tuuri a card, which he still has yet to give her. Seems like this is a good opportunity.]

Hehe, I didn't know you had a brother. Trade you, candy for your birthday card?

[prometheanflame]

[As if on cue, the fireflies migrate away from Tuuri and towards Mohammed, who is holding his hands out as a perch. He doesn't really know why, but his birds and Iggy (and others' pets) have snuggled up against him more often, like he was a warm blanket to sleep against. To his surprise, this also works on insects.

Beside him are a pair of roller blades he rented from the stand, which he had rented before the blackout but...well, the stand attendant didn't have to know that he was using them in the dark.]

[frisyr]

I. give you something good to celebrate
[ This is possibly the worst wrapped gift in the history of gifts. Worse: it's a book. But it's so lumpy that it might just be anything. Emil sticks it on the gift table but... ]

...Can I put this behind yours?

[ He turns around to the nearest person ]

II. just means there's way more cake for me
[ Oh no, he's trying so hard. He even wrote this down somewhere! ]

Hyyy.....vää..... what was it again?

III. we gonna sip bacardi like it's your birthday
[ He leans over. He's so subtle. He's also 19 and it's perfectly legal for him to drink in ye olde home country, and he thinks this one law is ridiculous to the extreme. So. ]

Are you going to finish that?

III

[knivstikker]

[Sigrun, being of course from the homeland, thinks these drinking laws are pretty stupid, too.]

[And frankly, they can get screwed.] Nah, not really. [She holds the glass out to him.] You wannit?

[It smells like death.]

ii.

[livingdeadgirl]

[HEY EMIL

I BET I CAN MANGLE FINNISH WORSE THAN YOU CAN

Ami is literally reading off a scrap of paper right now, incidentally.]

Haiva sim... sintima... syncopation?

iii.

[browbeater]

[surprise... it's officer selfie.... and he's just giving you a look. While he tries to remember what the latest resolution about drinking in homes was about... and also determining if he should care that much because he's off duty, and it doesn't matter anyway... right?

besides, he could be of age. maybe he's just babyfaced.]

Uh... I was considering it?

i.

[sotenbori]

Did ya get somethin' terrible for Tuuri?

[ because he would punch someone for tuuri. especially if thaat someone is emil and should KNOW BETTER ]

[at the club- feel free to have your character tag in at any point in her prompt!]

[knivstikker]

['Closed for a private function' might be written on the door somewhere, but if it is, Sigrun wasn't paying attention to it. She happened to be in the neighborhood when she heard there was a great football game going on, Norway VS Sweden! Womens, of course; the mens teams were hopeless. And thus, she did a quick search of the area for a bar where she might be able to watch the game.]

[She's got her guitar case on her back as she pushes through the door, totally oblivious to the atmosphere inside the room as she plops herself down at the bar counter not too far from where all the party-goers are congregated. It doesn't look like there's any TV's around, but she's pulled the game up on her phone anyway, and decides she might as well get a drink while she's here- it was a scorcher outside. She glances down the bar and quirks a brow at the other patrons.] What's with all the kids? [She wonders aloud, but shrugs and goes back to watching her game.]

[At some point in the next few moments, the typical hoots and hollers of a sporting fan erupt from her position, fiercely watching the game with her phone clenched in her fist. At once point, she mutters aloud to herself about this stupid app that keeps popping up over her video streaming, trying to swipe it away so she doesn't miss an offensive.]

[At some point she finally glances up, remembering where she is and why she was here. Man, where is the bartender at, anyway?] Hey, can I get a beer?

[skald]

[Tuuri looks up when the door opens because she's excited to see which one of her friends is showing up next! She blinks in confusion as the... rude oblivious Norwegian woman from the bus ride walks in and... sits down at the bar. Uh.

Wh...at? Oh no. Oh no, she's here for a regular drink.

Caught in a crisis of social awkwardness, Tuuri is frozen as she watches Sigrun sit and play with her phone, totally unaware of what was going on around her. Oh no, she's going to feel so bad once she realizes (Tuuri thinks, contrary to everything she knows about Sigrun so far). Oh no. It's up to Tuuri to save her.

There's only one thing to do. Tuuri puts on her best game face and approaches Sigrun with a little wave.] Hi! Hello! So happy you could make it.

[Act like there's nothing wrong at all. Nailed it.]

[lalliho]

[ a - bad decision. ]

[He still isn't entirely sure why he agreed to come, or opened the email, or made sure to memorize the address. Or walked in even after hearing all the noise going on inside. No matter what idiot streak made him do all that, he...has to deal with it now, even if he has to slowly work his way through some salmiakki to do it.

He's gotten by on minimal conversation so far, but eventually the atmosphere is going to get to him. Probably when he has to stop snacking or risk his health.]

[ b - bad brain. ]
[Yep, the atmosphere got to him. It'll take an explorer to find Lalli, because in his experience a restroom isn't the greatest place to deal with fighting down the urge to flee. Too big a risk someone could just waltz right in and send him over the edge into a panic attack...

So Lalli's taken to, uh...more interesting locations. Like under tables further from the party crowd, as behind the bar as he could manage without being noticed (don't rat him out, dudes, he doesn't care about alcohol!), in a supply closet of some sort... For a few minutes, he manages to get outside, but that doesn't make him feel as good as he would like. It's not like he could leave -- Tuuri's sudden interest in him meant that she could notice if he left and then he'd have to deal with that. Ugh.]

[ c - bad company. ]
[Lalli still fears the retribution waiting for him should he manage to escape, so...there he is, sitting in the sand with his arms around his legs and trying to make himself as small as possible. Every so often he glances over at the camera set up for party shenanigans and thinks about making a suggestion, but in the end he'd much rather just stare out at the water that looks...really depressing without color.]

Weird...

b

[knivstikker]

[Too bad for Lalli that Sigrun is sitting at the bar.]

Hey. Hey!! [She swings over the counter-top, peeking down at him crawling around behind the bar. Hi, you. Oh. You look like... a kid.] ...You're not the bartender, huh.

[Sigh, she just wanted to get drunk and watch football.] What're you doin' crawling around back there, pipsqueak?

[livingdeadgirl]

[What's that tiny goth doing here? Oh wait, it's just Ami. She loves birthdays and she loves parties and Tuuri is great so she had to come! Although she... won't be doing any drinking, obviously.

Obviously she's a little out of place here, given the setting and the other guests. But she's indisputably here for the party, she brought a wrapped present (with a bow, even!) and is wearing a party hat and everything. Where did she get a party hat? . At any rate, though, she's feeling a little bit shyer than usual - she's the youngest person here by a significant margin, and this isn't her usual social scene, and she's never been inside a cabaret club before (even if she had any idea it was Majima's, which she doesn't), and she's not remotely Nordic.

BUT TUURI IS HER FRIEND GOSH DARN IT, she is going to be here on her special day! Birthdays are still a Big Deal when you're thirteen, leaving in the middle of someone's party is a sin not easily forgiven! (... Anyway, she'll probably warm up the second somebody starts talking to her.) So yeah she'll just be... sittin' with you guys... drinking a soda and understanding some of what you're talking about...]

[knivstikker]

[Ami might notice a weird, older redhead is kind of staring at her from across the bar.]

[(By 'kind-of-staring', blatantly staring, eyebrows furrowed and everything.)]

[Suddenly, Sigrun looks around, then gets up from her chair at the counter and wanders over to Ami.] Hey kid, are you lost?

[Surely the responsible thing to do here is to help this child look for their parents. So of course she starts shouting:] HEY! Has someone lost their kid?

[prometheanflame]

A. The Club

[Mohammed isn't sure why he's been invited to an actual party with people his age voluntarily. He tended to avoid university parties as they were too loud and crazy for his liking, he here he is at an actual club with actual music at an actual party. Everyone else is likely younger than he is, and even if not, his age is almost always guess to be much higher than it really is.

The struggles of being a serious 25-year-old.

He stands by a table with a Coke in hand, mostly watching the other guests come in. He'll greet them. Eventually. There should be an easy way to introduce oneself without sounding like a nerd with no life.]

B. The Beach

The weather is perfect!

[He has changed into shorts and a loose-fitting shirt, ready to go wading and watch the sunset. While he has spent evenings on this beat many times before, today is the first time he brought a plastic pail and several small shovels with him. If the bingo card is Jim's twisted way to get him to socialize more, why not take advantage of the less terrible ones?

He turns to you.] Do you want to build a sand castle?

A

[knivstikker]

[Oh thank god, Sigrun thinks, an actual adult in this bar.]

[Clearly, that must mean he's the bartender, right?]

Hey! [Sigrun calls, waving a $5 bill.] Can I get a beer over here!?

[The explicit non-alcoholic drink in his hand doesn't remotely occur to her, no.]

FOR TUURI, AT THE BEACH AT NIGHT

[frisyr]

[ Ok, Emil has one more surprise at the end of the night, probably because he can't figure out what to do with all this dryer lint he saved up once Jim said they had to make fires.

But.

He's started a bit of a bonfire (okay, it's a little more like a campfire), and he's got a bag of marshmallows, a couple bars of good German chocolate, and a box of Honey Maid. ]

Hey Tuuri, hold out your hand a second.

[ He's holding stuff behind his back. ]

[skald]

Um, okay?

[She's about to, then pulls it back for a second.]

If this is more salmiakki, I don't want it. I had to eat like 20 pieces today to convince other people to try it. [And say what you will about salmiakki, it's hard to eat a lot of it at once.]