Birthday surprises

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Rich men gave me prizes tonight. Apparently for my excellent services to industry. I wore something white and glittering and sheer and listened to exactly what services they wished me to perform. Them and their trophy wives. Some of them were quite - inventive.

I drank champagne and cognac and ate fine French food and celebrated vive la France.

Then I dropped in on the Brownstone to catch up with some work and I find my staff have decided that it's pantsless o'clock and to raid all of the liquor cabinets.

So, would any of you drunken panting pantless singing heathens care to worship Auntie Em at half past her birthday?

Comments

[x-snowflake.livejournal.com]

MISS FROST!

I think I drank too mcuh Bacardi-flavored coke and am having a sugar high. Happy birthday and also you don't even look old, are you sure it's your birthday?

love illyana.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Let me guess. Jubilee introduced you to the Bacardi-flavoured Coke? What is your current biological age according to your ID? I could introduce you to cognac-flavoured ice or champagne-flavoured strawberries if it's not too immoral.

I will note that my definition of immorality is on a sliding scale.

[x-snowflake.livejournal.com]

Miss Frost, I think you are possibly a bad woman.

I mean that in the most professional way (and accept you as our boss unlike Remy) of course.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Monsieur LeBeau believes that, deep-down (and possibly right up on the surface), I am evil and am enacting a slow and nefarious plot to take over first Snow Valley and then the world and make you all submit to my bidding.

He's probably right, so Mr Wisdom says I'm not allowed to call him paranoid.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Do you even have to ask?

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Shall I tell you some of the things they wanted me to do? Some of them probably required a metamorph to accomplish.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

You love it when they talk dirty to you. Don't try to hide it.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

They think dirty at me. With pictures even. Some of them draw diagrams.

Some of them I thought back to. During their speeches. I've never seen a man grip a lectern so . . . tightly.

Where are you? I haven't actually seen you in here yet.

But I can hear you . . .

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

See, now I'm pretty sure you're thinking dirty at me.

I'm on the floor in front of the couch, underneath 'Yana and Jennie. And possibly others. And I would be grateful for a rescue.

And possibly restraining some of your laughter when you see what they've done to my face.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

That's a special look. Is Illyana unconscious? How are you typing on the journals under them?

Sorry, silly question. Metamorph.

I shall rescue you when I've picked my way through the bodies. Should I bring the cognac with me?

Also I have cake. They gave it to me for my birthday. It tastes like chocolate heaven. Just so you know.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Metamorph. Also, I have a very pretty phone.

Of course you should.

...You're sharing, yes? Or taunting? If it's the latter, I might just have to beg.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Some things I'm sharing. Some things I'm taunting. I'm sure you'll work it out, darling boy.

Though I'm never averse to begging. It doesn't mean I pay any attention, but I'm definitely not averse.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

I love it when you tease.

Emma, love, may I have some of your chocolate heaven?

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

I even brought you a cake fork, my most flexible darling.

I have to say, this is so very much better than my last birthday.

And on that thought, I think I need some more cognac.

[x-bishop.livejournal.com]

Or someone who could accomplish the task by thinking it.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Are you here? It's very dark - apparently somebody attempted to swing off the light fitting, but nobody is quite sure who.

No-one told me you were here.

I have champagne and cognac and cake. Would you care to join me in celebrating my birthday?

[x-bishop.livejournal.com]

I'm hidden. Once you said everyone was pantsless I decided it wasn't my kind of party.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

I got Illyana drunk. I'm sure we could convince her to worpship (I need no spelling!) you.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

I should probably punish you for that, because technically she's probably underaged.

I won't, on the grounds of whatever it is that Mark is doing to her face.

If it's Mark.

What happened to the lights in here?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

....wow.

can i be you when i grow up?

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

If you work hard, study hard, learn a business from the ground up and spend 20 hours a day running the various aspects of your life, yes.

Or fuck rich men and steal their stuff.

Whatever works.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

you are quite possibly the coolest person i have ever met.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

It's a gift.

[x-m.livejournal.com]

That sounds like work. I have a moral objection to that. I think I prefer my dad's solution, where I just had to rock up at meetings and evesdrop every so often.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Having moral objections requires having morals and I'm sure that a number of people you work with will inform you that I'm entirely bereft of those.

Besides, some of us love it.

Our work, that is.

[x-gambit.livejournal.com]

They aren't your staff.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Well, I could have typed "the people who work for the mutant research think tank that Frost Enterprises, the company that I own and of which I am CEO, funds" but it seemed like a waste of good pixels at the time.

[x-gambit.livejournal.com]

Partially funds. And anytime that's a problem for you, just let us know.

This is Wisdom's show. Period.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

I would have, but Angie and I were...busy.

Thank god for milder hangovers.

Also, did you get your present? I left it on your desk in the office as it arrived sort of late yesterday.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

Please tell me we did not really do that in Mark's bathroom.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

We did. Twice. You were rather loud.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

I did. It's delightful. How did you get hold of it? The French is charmingly antique and the scientific principles it expounds are - interesting.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

It helps to have inroads with the Tesla Club. I can almost forgive Forge for the "adventures" due to the networking.

...and getting to call him a pretty pretty princess.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

I've just had a look at some pictures from the event and you were actually wearing something that looked a tiny bit like Versace, dear sibling of mine. Did you start drinking before you dressed, by any chance? Were you perhaps drunk before choosing said white and glittering and sheer piece of Versace-looking clothing?

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Actually it was Galliano. His showing last week was so inspiring that I flew out one of his seamstresses to sew me in to something for the evening. Apparently they expected most people to wear silk linings or something similar, but I couldn't see the point.

I'm being described in the papers as "bold" and "fashion-forward" which I'll accept in the spirit in which it is offered.

[x-adrienne.livejournal.com]

Are you certain his seamstress didn't formerly work for Versace? Also, I paid those reporters to say that. Birthday present.