(OPEN. PARTY PARTY PARTY.)

[ioudas]

WHO: cross marian (ioudas) & you!!
WHERE: all around the city.
WHEN: july 31st
WARNINGS: ... it's cross. so. many.
SUMMARY: it's cross's birthday and he's celebrating it like people in the future would!!
FORMAT: actionspam to start and your choice after 8)!



(it is absolutely not common that you end up in the future for your birthday. in fact, despite the discrepancy with his own age back home, cross was actually milking this for all it was worth. when he found out that people actually give you free stuff. a little charm here and a little flirting there, he's got so much free stuff that he doesn't know what to do with it.

what's more, at the moment he's just too excited to spend his birthday not wondering if someone at a party is going to try and kill him. so, throwing caution to the wind, just let the party begin! he's in various locations doing various things.)

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[professorlionface]

Well, it's no mistake that they call this the City that never sleeps! OR did, at least, in my native universe.

But you seem to be entertaining yourself without, at least so far.

[ioudas]

I wish I could say that I was a sophisticated man.

(maybe he's crazy or maybe he's having some powers awaken, but cross reaches into the pit to try and get the lion's attention with his hand.)

All cities never sleep.

[professorlionface]

Well, not the city itself, but you might be surprised how hard it can be to find a place to eat lunch after 2pm in some places.

[He watches Cross work with some mixture of curiosity and concern.]

What's that you're doing?

[ioudas]

I'm telling you, everyone needs to have a widow to support you.

(his hands reach out, his eye fixating on the lion to get him to come closer.)

Petting it. Why?

[professorlionface]

Maybe it would be more admirable to support the widows, instead!

[Oh, that's a cringe. Hank does not feel very confident in this.]

Cross, get your hand out of there! Well behaved as they may seem to be, these are still predators, and you very well could find yourself removing a stump!

[ioudas]

(Sorry Hank, Cross doesn't seem to listen. In fact, he's looking to see if anyone is looking before trying to break into the pen.)

Trust me when I say that I've dealt with worse.

(He has punched a lion in the face before.)

[professorlionface]

[Hank just stays on this side of the fence, being a wet blanket.]

This isn't a good idea, even if you aren't afraid of getting hurt!

[ioudas]

(he's not going to listen to the voice of "reason", that's lame. he jumps right in, as if being able to soothe the animal. for a moment, there's tension between beast and man, cross staring at it.

there's a second where it looks like it's going to attack and cross is going to have to get out of the way.)

[professorlionface]

[Hank is tense all over as he watches with fear and trepidation. The best way he knows to react is to coil his limbs, ready to pounce if this goes wrong.

Whether he'll be barreling Cross out of the way or neutralizing the lion is a question he hasn't answered yet. Instinct'll take over on that one.]

[ioudas]

(For a moment, it does look like he's going to die. Cross hears some sort of whispering, some understanding between him and the lion. It's almost as if he's in the pride himself, and the lion just flops on its side, leaving Cross to mimic it.)

What was the worry now?

[professorlionface]

My star and garters...

[Hank eases himself back down to the walkway, relaxing as he suddenly realizes he'd perched himself on top of the separating wall.]

What in heaven's name just happened?!

[ioudas]

(yes, who is the most perfect lion in the world? you are, that's right you are. timcampy is just on the ledge, looking huffy and jealous that his best friend is rolling around.)

I told you, lions love me. Don't worry Henry, you're still my favorite one.

[professorlionface]

That was the least of my worries.

[He glances over to the little golem acting up beside him. Now that is another curiosity he might like to know more about sometime when Cross isn't in the middle of the lion's den.]

Can't say the same for this little guy.

I didn't exactly expect you to be so Danielesque.

[ioudas]

(It's totally manly to start cuddling a lion. But, when Hank does point out that his little golem is getting a little jealous, Cross even makes a cooing noise.)

Oh, he'll be alright. He just hates lions because they tend to try and swallow him. And why not? I think women find it endearing if i like their cats.

[professorlionface]

Oh, he just hasn't met the right one yet.

[And he reaches over to, experimentally, try gently pat Timcanpy on the...top? He isn't sure it could be considered the head.]

[ioudas]

(oh he's so happy! stretching out on his two tiny front legs, timcampy even acts like a cat and leans into his touch.)

No, they all try to eat him. (despite the fact he's lying down with a lion, he's happier that timcampy is making friends. it's sad, really, timcampy is his best friend in the entire world.)

Oh look, he likes you.

[professorlionface]

Well, that's just what I was getting at. I doubt I could fit him in with my diet.

[If he likes the patting, Hank's going to go ahead and transition into a skritch along his forehead.]

[ioudas]

I would ask that you don't eat my best friend, Henry.

(uguuu look at that. though despite the fact that now he's getting piled on by lions, timcampy actually gives him a toothy smile. yay, attention!!!)

[professorlionface]

As if you'd ever have to!

[The teeth give him a bit of a surprise, but he keeps skritching nonetheless. Little guy seems to be enjoying it.]

Can I expect the same assurance from him?

[ioudas]

Depends how big he feels like getting.

(Timcampy just rolls over, quite like the lion and cross before he gets so big that his fat butt is hanging off of the side.)

See what I mean? He's a fatty.

[professorlionface]

Well, I'm not in any position to judge on that one. This is certainly a curious response, though, from where does the additional mass originate? Does he become less dense as he grows, or perhaps he has it stored elsewhere?

[Hank resolves to rub his belly now, almost just to experiment further.]

[ioudas]

I don't know, he's a magical little thing.

(why, why oh why can't he take both. this lion is even missing an eye like him, but timcampy looks too adorable not to play with. sighs, thug lyfe.)

[professorlionface]

[Now that Hank would have to protest, for legal reasons more than anything else.]

Magic does have an annoying habit of eschewing physics. It can be ever so slightly frustrating when you devote your life to the study of certain subjects, only to find some qualities of reality disregard them right out the gate.

[ioudas]

I do that a lot, I'm sorry.

(except he wasn't. there was a reason why cross's research was the type that couldn't get published. he'd made golems that could regenerate even when smashed, altered their size by breaking laws, reanimated a corpse to become a weapon that only listens to him and so much more.

but, all of those came with the price of his humanity (at least in the grave of maria's case). once the lion was asleep, cross crawls over before swinging his legs over the bars again.)


Besides, think of it as a new field.

[professorlionface]

Oh, I...try to, at least. [He has enough friends who do magic that it would be silly to be close-minded about it. As Cross climbs the rampart again, Hank offers him a hand down.] But it remains unfortunately beyond my understanding.