milliways_bar | Ingress's Sixth Birthday Party

*It's eleven o'clock on Saturday morning, thanks to Millitime, and the stage is set for Ingress's birthday out by the lake. The House of Arch family has gathered around a perfect picnic spot under a tree. Right beside them is a playground Tom has conjured just for the occaision. There is a swingset, a slide, a merry go round, and a sandbox charmed with sand that's perfect for building.

Ingress is wearing a gown fit for a princess. It has been charmed against stains and ripping just for this special day. She is also wearing a blinking button which reads "I am 6!" She is very, very, very excited.

Tom, Door, Gavroche, and Megwyn are putting finishing decorating touches on the picnic tables set up with a gigantic cake, gallons of ice cream from Florean Fontescue's ice cream parlor, and punch. There is also a table with baskets of wizarding crackers. These are gifts for the guests - once the crackers are popped, the recipient will get a hat of some kind (maybe there will be a plethora of pirate hats!) and a wizarding toy or game like chess or gobstones. Or whatever else you'd like - the guest gets to decide!

There are several chairs under the tree as well, providing a good view of the playground.

Come, birthday with them!*

OOC: Summary forthcoming. However, very important (and menacing) Barty and Tom thread within.

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Ginevra smiles and puts on the hat. It looks a bit ridiculous, but she carries it off proudly, High Fantasy queen that she is.

She eats her cake, and then asks Ingress, "Which of them is Tom - I'd like to ask them how they're made. It would be fun to have those if I am to host a children's party for my little son, Cynric."

She looks a bit wistful as she mentions her son's name.

Tom's over there! You can talk to him if you want.

*Ingress points.*

[ooc: Except I know Viv is overthreaded, so perhaps not...]

"Thank you, Ingress," Ginevra says, looking to where the little girl is pointing.

There is a man talking to quite a large group of people already, so Ginevra decides not to bother him now.

She is still rather reticent, after all. This cute little person is refreshing, though, even if she realises how much she misses Cynric.

Who awaits her beyond the bar door, not a moment older than when she left him, so she should really enjoy herself.

"This is a very good cake," she says.

The ice cream is yummy, too.

Is Cynric here? He can come have cake too!

"I'll make sure to try some of the ice cream, then, Ingress," Ginevra says.

"No, he's not here - he is back on our world. And he's only one - he'd make a horrible mess of the cake, I suspect."

Ginevra smiles, imagining what it would be like to try and feed her little son some of that cake.

We had a baby live with us for a while and she made lots of messes when she ate. She was funny.

*Ingress leads her to the ice cream.*

We have chocolate and vanilla and berry surprise and butter brickle.

"Cynric makes very funny messes when he eats, but he's getting better," Ginevra says, almost proudly. "He used to cover himself and everybody involved in feeding him in pureed carrots at first."

She eyes the ie cream. "I think I shall have some of the berry ice cream - may I simply take some?"

Uh huh! The bowls are there and the spoons are there.

*She points to both items.*

Sunny was like that, but then she went to live with Bernard and Tonks and they're her daddy and mommy now.

Ginevra takes some of the ice cream and tastes it.

"This is very good," she smiles. "I'm sure Cynric would like that as well. I really have to try and bring him the next time. He's got a very big lion with him, though. Of course, he would end up dark red all over, from this ice cream - both boy and lion, probably..." she muses, affectionately.

Is his lion his Companion? My Companion looks like a white horse.

"I don't know exactly what a Companion of the sort you have is, but the lion is his lir - that are the magical animal companions the Cheysuli warriors from my world have. Normally, they only get then when they're a bit older, though."

A place where a little girl can have a white horse as a companion is probably all right for Cynric and his lion, Ginevra muses. It's not that a lir would eat anybody, either human or another sentient animal that's almost a lir as well.

"What is your Companion like?"

She's just like the lion! I'm going to be a Herald when I'm big, and that's kind of like a warrior. She looks like a horse, but she's a person, and she's always with me, in my head.

"The lir are just like that; they speak to their warriors in their minds as well, and they speak to each other. Who knows, Cynric's lion might be able to speak to your Companion," Ginevra speculates.

"Can you shape-shift to horse-shape, too? Theoretically, Cheysuli warriors can take lir-shape, but Cynric hasn't done that yet, thank the gods - he is a handful as it is, and I am sure he's be even more so in lion-shape."

No, I just stay me shaped. But Megwyn can be a girl sometimes. She said none of the other Companions can do that.

"Oh, so that's really special - just like Cynric with his lion whom he got as a baby, which none of the other warriors did, with their lir."

Ginevra smiles. "Really, it's the other way round, at least in your special case."

And I was littler than most Heralds when Megwyn Chose me. So Cynric and I are special kids.

"Yes, you definitely are," Ginevra says, smiling as she finishes her ice cream.

She decides she really bring Cynric the next time - in their own world, he is unique and a bit alone because of that, but here, the first child she talks to is similarly special.

The bar is a good place.

"I hope you'd like each other."

[[OOC: mun must sleep - can we leave the thread at this?]]

I bet we would. Bring him next time!

*She waves and wanders over to another guest.*

Ingress's Sixth Birthday Party

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