[OPEN; Party Post!] B-i-r-t-h-d-a-y boys in Ten Forward

[stark_spangled]

Steve's been spending a lot of time with Akito since he woke up. He feels responsible for the kid, even if the accident wasn't his fault. Since the knock to his head affected his memories, Steve kinda feels like the only guy on this ship who remembers who he is, and when the topic of a health care guardian came up with Dr. Crusher he seemed like the only real choice. Looking over his medical file a few days ago, he looked up and smiled.

"Hey, you've got the same birthday as my best friend," he had said.

Akito had just blinked at him. "I do?"

There was never much folding green* lying around back when he and Bucky were kids, so birthdays were usually marked by the usual pinch-to-grow-an-inch and a 'Happy Birthday, Punk,' and sometimes -- on good years -- a flat cake (because they were always out of baking soda) decorated with candy corn they'd saved from the last fall. He had frowned, realizing Akito and Bucky may have shared something else in common. Neither of them could remember ever having a birthday party.

So there's a cake in Ten Forward. A real one, with layers and frosting and 'Happy Birthday' scrawled across the top in icing. There are some balloons and music, and the bartender has helped out with punch and drinks and other snacks. Next to the cake there are a few wrapped presents. Hey, Steve got Natasha an alien space dog for her birthday; there's no way he was going to forget Bucky and Akito. Even if, to get them to come, he told Bucky the party was for Akito, and told Akito the party was for Bucky. Hey, it's the truth. Sort of.

It's not a huge party -- Steve wouldn't know the first thing about throwing one like that -- but it's festive and open to the whole room. Steve's friendly to everybody, helpful where he can be, and as long as everyone is on this ship he figures that makes them part of the same team. So come get a slice of cake.

(*slang for extra spending cash
ooc: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUCKY BARNES AND WANIJIMA AKITO!! As if Steve would forget. So this is set up party post style, where we'll have subheadings for various party activities, but if we forget anything fun or you have ideas to add in, start your own header threads! Then tag around wherever you like, using the subject line to say if you're OTA or locked to certain people like Steve, Akito, or Bucky. Steve would have made the invitation to the party public, so there's no need to worry about crashing. EVERYONE IS INVITED!)

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[abyssum_invocat]

"Neither have I," she says. "We could ask Steve. But I don't want to bother him if he's celebrating."

[whereishe]

Yuna looked between her and where Steve was talking to others. He was throwing this party so he was probably very busy. "You're right."

She looked back at the girl with a wide smile. "My name's Yuna, by the way."

[abyssum_invocat]

"I'm Sinthia. Schmidt," she adds after a moment.

"I just thought it smelled good, but very sweet. But I've never had this particular kind before."

[whereishe]

"Nice to meet you."

Yuna smiled a little wider with a nod. She always liked to meet new people.

"I've never really liked a lot of sweets. I never ate them growing up." On her world commodities like sugar were rare and it wasn't worth the risk of growing them. Some places in Bevelle had that sort of thing but Yuna didn't ever venture there.

[abyssum_invocat]

"It's nice to meet you too," she says, though uncertainly. It's pretty easy to tell she's not accustomed to conversational pleasantries.

"I've had chocolate. Once," Sinthia murmurs. "It had marzipan in it. But I haven't had much."

[whereishe]

It was easy to tell that she wasn't so used to conversations and Yuna hoped to make her feel more at ease. Her eyes glanced around the room while she turned to face the activities.

"Chocolate is delicious. I like bitter chocolate." Her smile widened thinking back to the first time she tried chocolate. "What's marzipan taste like?"

[abyssum_invocat]

"It's almost paste," she says. "Sometimes you can make models with it, like edible animals. On sweets," Sinthia elaborates. "Or just fill things with it."

[whereishe]

"Sounds like something that is useful. I guess it's good it tastes good." Yuna smiled widely looking at the cake curiously. She was good at baking bread but she wasn't used to baking cakes or sweet things.

Most of Yuna's recent conversations always start about food. "How long have you been here? I don't think I've seen you around." Of course she needed to get out more.

[abyssum_invocat]

"It is," Sinthia murmurs. "It's almond-flavored. And it tastes good, usually."

She's never made anything from marzipan, but she'd like to; the sticky quality was interesting, and entertaining, the one time she'd had it. It was a thing she only vaguely recalled having been given.

As to the question, she just sighs gently. "I've been here almost ten months," the girl answers softly. "I miss my home." Even if it is at war.

[whereishe]

Yuna gave her a nod thinking of her own home. She didn't know how long she had been away now. She wondered if people would even recognize her if she went back. Her voice was laced with her own pain but her eyes were bright and her words hopeful.

"Me too, but while I am here, I want to make the most of it. Even if it's just doing little things that remind me of home." She smiled. "Like cooking."

Yuna really missed cooking and while she can do so with her magic she didn't think anyone here wanted her starting fires to cook by.