(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]

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.

[ioudas]

It's the essence of science, I find.

(come here timcampy, cross lets him play on his fingers before settling back on his head.)

Where are you going after this? I'll buy you lunch.

[professorlionface]

Well, I don't know about the essence. Though magic is really just the doors of reality that science hasn't yet located the keys for, so in a way I guess most of the sciences had been magic at one point.

It isn't my birthday! I'm the one who should be buying.

[ioudas]

If you want to argue that. Where I'm from, the two are sort of the same; you might call me a sorcerer, I'd call myself a scientist. It's a lovely hybrid, I think.

(he holds his hands up, not paying? you twisted his arm.)

If you insist.

[professorlionface]

I suppose as the one side is better understood while the other hasn't been yet, the gulf between them has widened a bit. I don't believe it can't be bridged, but it can be a complicated relationship.

So, where are we going? [A few days earlier, he would've let Cross pay, but that time's passed already.]

[ioudas]

Up to you, really. This is your hometown, not mine. (though if he could say so himself, there was a rather nice proimport bar that just rang a little close to home.)

Is it too early for a pint?

[professorlionface]

Hey, like I said, City that never sleeps. It's never too early on your birthday, if you don't have other obligations.

[He steps away from the fence, turning to the walking path.] I know of a few decent places, why don't we see if we can't manage something?

[ioudas]

By all means, lead the way. Except wait - (he reaches into his hair and pulls out a cigarette before feeding it to Timcampy.)

We can't take Timcampy, he'll eat the place out of house and home.

[professorlionface]

[He gives the golem another look, a bit skeptical now.]

Well, we can't well keep him chained outside. I somehow doubt he'd enjoy it.

[ioudas]

No, no, he can find his way home. I'll bring him back a wine cooler and some cigarettes for being such a good boy.

(timcampy gives a small wiggle of his fat butt before nuzzling cross's face and zooming off home.)

Here's hoping he doesn't terrorize a hot dog truck.

[professorlionface]

[Hank watches him zip away with a wave, frowning a little.]

Is that a legitimate concern?

[ioudas]

Once, he ate an entire date cart when we were in Morocco. I've never spent so much on something that didn't end me up flat on my back.

[professorlionface]

And you don't think it would be wiser to supervise his return?