07 - [Action]

[falenanthief]

[It’s a bit of a chilly, windy day. Snuggling in his warm clothes, Roy makes his way over to the bakery. If he’s right and not too far off from his quick mathematics, then today is his birthday.

Normally, that’d mean a small celebration with Faylon and Faylen. They would get what they need and maybe some extras if they can risk it, prior to being recruited by Euram. Before he even met them, he doesn’t bother making a big deal of it and just spend the day normally. If the Rainwall merchants know his birthday, they’d tighten their security more.

But that’s in the past, before he joined a troupe for acting training. He’s not really expecting very much, before Faylon and Faylen came along (something which he both get annoyed by and appreciate). But here in Luceti, no one knows his birthday. There’s no reason to bring it up and despite that he likes attention, he also like some peace and quiet. A sense of stability.

Adjusting his scarf again, he enters the bakery and browses the selection. Cake? Pastries? He can indulge himself, but there’s only a lot he can carry to his apartment.

Afterward, he’d be leaving the bakery…carrying a lot of goodies in their containers and bags in his arms. Which might be curious to anyone else who see him.]

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[falenandawn]

[Frey is in the bakery as well today, examining an odd cake made entirely of what seemed to be.... fruit. Not even a tart, really. Just... fruit...]

[falenanthief]

[He would ignore him but...that fruit cake...dessert thing. He blinks.] What's that?

[falenandawn]

I have no idea...... [Staring at it more.]

It's.... fruit. I don't think it's even baked, do you?

[falenanthief]

I don't think so...is there even any 'cake' part inside? [The temptation to take it and cut it up...]

[falenandawn]

I don't know.... maybe it's underneath?

[falenanthief]

Probably... Maybe I should try cutting it.

[falenandawn]

Maybe. You going to take it?

[falenanthief]

Hm...Yeah, I'll take it. [This, as well as other baked goods he's taking.]

[falenandawn]

...Do you think I could try a slice too, if it's not too much trouble? [C-curious.]

[falenanthief]

[A part of him want to say 'NO', while a smaller part of him urge him to let Frey have one.

...

. . .]

Fine, you can have a slice!

[falenandawn]

[Roy why so nice.]

Thank you!

[falenanthief]

...Do you have a knife on you?

[SO THEY CAN CUT A SLICE AND THEY CAN GO ON THEIR WAY]

[falenandawn]

No.... We could go back to your place? [Roy you should totally spend time with the prince.]

[falenanthief]

...My place? [Frey no why did you suggest such a horrible idea]

[falenandawn]

Um... or... nevermind. [Right.....]

[falenanthief]

...Whichever's closer, anyway. [H M P H ?]

[falenandawn]

Huh? [Was he actually agreeing...?]

[falenanthief]

...What? [Don't worsen his mood on his not-birthday-at-all-really, just go with things.]

[falenandawn]

[he just smiles, shaking off the surprise.] Nothing.

Thanks, Roy.

[falenanthief]

Whatver, Prince. Let's go.

[falenandawn]

Alright. [Following after then?!]

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

[Erza's in the bakery as well, stocking up on cake. Right now, she's carrying a pile of cakes that's almost taller than she is. ...So, in other words, one day's worth for her. She tends to eat a lot of cake at once.]

[falenanthief]

Hey, Erza--...

[Staring at that pile.]

That's a lot of cakes.

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

It is? I don't know - it shouldn't take me long to eat all of this. [That's... clearly not the problem here.]

[falenanthief]

You can? [Looks over her quickly.] Wow, you can really pack them in.

[HOW ARE YOU NOT FAT]

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

[Luckily for everyone involved, she'll take that as a compliment.] Yes - that certainly came in handy before I became an S-class mage. I made a lot of money by winning eating contests when there weren't any interesting missions up for grabs.

[falenanthief]

Eating contests... That sounds fun. [And fulfilling. In a lot of ways.] The only contests I was in was back when I'm in the army.

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[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

[On her way to the bakery, snuggled in her own warm clothes, earmuffs, and hair worn down today, Cloche is having ideals of baked snacks to munch on today and probably for the next few days. There is no way she wouldn't gravitate to the one carrying delicious pastries, pies, cakes, and anything else he might have fresh from the bakery.]

Roy. Did you just come from the bakery? Is there anything that looked more delicious today than normal?

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[falenanthief]

[Seeing Cloche, he smile. He'd wave at her, but his hands are full.]

Yo, Cloche. And yeah, I just did. [Adjusting his bags a bit--] There's some great looking cakes and pastries with fruits today.

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[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

Really? I'll have to stop by, but... that's a lot that you're carrying. Is today special? Do you need any help with it? [...maybe eating it too.]

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[falenanthief]

Today? Well, I guess you could say it's special. [Shrugs.] It's my birthday, so I figured I could help myself.

[Nothing big.] And I'm fine with carrying them. [...Priorities.]

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[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

I-it's your birthday? Why didn't you say anything? Well... happy birthday, Roy. Are you sure you don't need help carrying those? You wouldn't want to drop any of it and lose them.

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[falenanthief]

I don't want to make a big deal out of it...and beside, I'm used to quiet birthdays. [Before he met Faylon and Faylen, actually.] ...Alright, you can carry some of them.

[action]

[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

I guess I'm just used to birthdays being a big deal. [She'll take a couple of things from him, hoping to have grabbed the things that would have dropped first, had that happened.]

[action]

[falenanthief]

Birthdays are a big deal. Just that I don't want some people to know. [Shrugs. The load's lighter and easier for him to carry now.]

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[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

[CONFUSION. Why wouldn't you want people to know it's your birthday? This is lost on her. Everyone in Metafalss knew when hers was!] I'm not sure I understand.

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[falenanthief]

[He sigh.] Well...before I'm in the army, I used to lived on the streets since...I dunno how long. The merchants knew me pretty well and it's tough enough to get food in winter. [If they know his birthday, they'd just tighten their security. Roy don't have a very high opinion of people's goodwill at the time.]

Why would they give stuff to some street rat?

[blinkingusalong.livejournal.com]

[[And suddenly, as usual, Viki!

But she walked this time, promise. And she doesn't sound sick when she exclaims...]]

Uwaaa! That looks delicious! [[Yes, even that fruit cake that sneaked in!]]

[falenanthief]

[Roy looks over at the fruit cake she's referring to.]

Yep, it sure does. You gonna take it?

[blinkingusalong.livejournal.com]

R-really! Can I Roy!?

[falenanthief]

I don't see anyone else's name on it, do you?

[blinkingusalong.livejournal.com]

But isn't it already yours, Roy? You picked it out and everything.

[falenanthief]

I can just pick up another one, so go ahead and take it!

[blinkingusalong.livejournal.com]

Uwaa! Roy! You're so sweet! [[HUGS!

And probably ruining some of your stash of goodies there.]]

[falenanthief]

[Oh.

Oh god why.] Gah! Get off, Viki, you're wrecking them!

[blinkingusalong.livejournal.com]

Uwaaa... s-sorr Roy! [[And she quickly backs away quite a bit.]] I didn't meant to!

[falenanthief]

Dammit, Viki! Look at them! [S-sob his food.]

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[lezareno_prez]

[Regal is quick to notice this patron inspecting the selection of food and sets aside the bowl of cookie dough he's mixing to make his way over to the counter.]

How can I help you?

[falenanthief]

[He looks up from checking out the croissants.] Me? I'm just looking around. [And grabbing whatever looks good and he can carry.] You're the baker here?