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[a1enzo]

Enzo's doing a Security shift today, with his icon reconfigured accordingly. However, he's also celebrating his unbirthday (a few days late, blame the mun), so while he keeps an eye on the room he's playing the guitar, mostly Bach Inventions, while Minus eats a blob of icing from his unbirthday cupcake. If anyone wishes to party heartier, he'll still be around after his shift.


[OOC: Happy 20th birthday, ReBoot!]

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[fry_sandhu]

Fry comes past, remembering to glance first at Enzo's icon as always.

"Is it your birthday?" he asks, looking at the cake.

[a1enzo]

"Sort of. Remember, in my world we only have one birthday for every five you have. I'm still 11. But in Milliways I like to celebrate once a year anyway. Dani calls it my unbirthday."

[fry_sandhu]

Fry starts to sing Happy Unbirthday to Enzo, because that is the required thing to do for a birthday.

[a1enzo]

Enzo grins and plucks out a simple accompaniment.

[fry_sandhu]

"Now you have to blow out the candle and make a wish, and you have to have a present."

Oh dear, he hasn't got a present.

[a1enzo]

Enzo considers the merits of several possible wishes before picking one and blowing out the candle on the cupcake.

"It's okay about presents," he says. "It's not my real birthday, so I figure people can give me presents if they want, or not."

[fry_sandhu]

"Matilda said it would be rude not to bring a birthday present." Fry says. "Wait a minute and a half."

He goes outside, and comes back a minute or so later with a pretty shell off the beach.

[a1enzo]

"Oh, that's nice, thanks!"

Minus examines it. "That's right, Minus, it kind of feels like yours."

[fry_sandhu]

"He won't eat it will he?" Fry asks.

[a1enzo]

"Nah, he eats what I eat. Besides, even if he tried, I think it's a little too big to fit in his opening."

And indeed, Minus just seems curious, as he is with most things.

[fry_sandhu]

"Okay." Fry says.

"I'm going to be a beaver."

[a1enzo]

"Come again?"

[fry_sandhu]

"Come again where?"

[herr_bookman]

"I think I hear Bach coming in this direction, but I'm not sure," Autor drawls as he approaches, adjusting his glasses. "It seems to be on a guitar, and who would have thought of that?"

He arrives, planting his feet and curling his hand around his hip. "Hello, Enzo. Decided to treat Minus today?"

[a1enzo]

"Bach," Enzo declares, fingers darting, "is amazing. I haven't found a sprite yet who doesn't like it. If he lived later, I bet he would have been a Programmer. Hey, Autor. It's my unbirthday. Wouldn't have been fair not to let Minus have any."

[herr_bookman]

"He is," Autor says, folding his arms, completely relaxed. "I'm glad you're showing him the proper respect."

The boy raises a brow. "Unbirthday? Wait, from Carroll? Do you have a regular birthday, then? Sprites don't count years the same as humans do, I imagine, so how old are you?"

Autor barely registers how many questions that is.

[a1enzo]

"11. Three weeks. Our birthdays are like five years for a User, so I like to celebrate here at least a little every year. Dani called it my unbirthday."

[herr_bookman]

"You're only three weeks old!" Autor says, blinking. "Wow. Well, in that case, a very merry unbirthday to you." To you.

His grin is quick, a blink-and-you'll-miss-it smile, which he's used to giving. "I feel I should give you a present. Do you need strings?"

[a1enzo]

"My world moves fast. You can think of me as seventeen if it helps." Enzo grins back.

"Not right now, but I know I will sooner or later!" Strings are like that.

[herr_bookman]

"Ha, you're my age," Autor says. "Well, sort of. Excuse me just a moment."

He crosses to the bar, and walks away with a set of strings for Enzo's guitar and a cup of tea for himself. "So what have you been up to aside from immortalizing Bach and celebrating an unbirthday? Any nasty gossip about Security matters since the wake?"

He might be teasing.

[a1enzo]

Enzo grimaces. The teasing, if such it is, has backfired.

"Lecter turned up seriously injured. He's in the Infirmary. I'm kind of trying not to think about that right now."

[herr_bookman]

"Then don't," Autor says, furrowing his brow. "I'm sorry to make you think of him at all. He doesn't deserve to have thoughts devoted to him, injured or not."

Autor decides not to mention that he visited at his bedside.

"What do you think of the idea of forming a band with Duster?"

[a1enzo]

Enzo forces a smile. He'll have to think about him sooner or later, but for the moment he's more or less harmless, and Enzo can focus on happier things for the length of a cupcake, at least.

He brightens at Autor's question, though. "Us, you mean?"

[herr_bookman]

"Yes, the three of us," Autor says, inclining his head. "We made a pretty good team while we were... 'jamming' together. So I think it's worth a shot."

He sips his tea. "I don't know what occasions we'll play for, but perhaps some at Milliways can be arranged."

[a1enzo]

"That'd be awesome! We should try to find a drummer, though."