Because January 11th is totally my Wolves birthday, at least. :3

[alphasniperwolf.livejournal.com]

[A while back, male Wolf promised the younger and female version of himself that he would owe her a favor in exchange for her helping him out when he was dead. Even if that was a while ago, Wolf didn't forget. So even if he wasn't quite sure if Esme shared the same birthday as him, but knowing himself (or rather, herself), he figured that she probably didn't bother to tell anyone her birthday. And although he wasn't her real brother...Esme reminded him too much of his sister to just let the day pass.]

[So in the kitchen that Esme most frequently visits, Wolf has prepared tons of Kurdish food.  Outside of the kitchen is a big sign that says "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ESME" despite the fact that he doesn't know if it actually is her birthday and on the kitchen table, there's a big bag with a label says says "For Esme", not wrapped, because well...Wolf has no gift wrapping skills.]

[Despite all the effort he put in the room though, Wolf himself is not hanging around the room. He was never one for parties. He just wanted Esme to have a good day, although Wolf is going to do his best to hide the whole day. :3]

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[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[Esme wakes up and walks to the usual kitchen. Upon seeing the big display, she facepalms. HARD.]

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[However, she continues in the kitchen, and sees the bag. She opens the bag...to find a whole bunch of rounds of tranquilizer rounds for her sniper rifle. In it, she finds a card that reads:

Happy Birthday, Esme!

Love,
Daran

PS: I hope this means that my debt is repaid to you.]

...

[Esme resumes her facepalming position.]

[snipingwolf.livejournal.com]

[Wolf wanders into the kitchen, trying to get some food to eat. She sees Esme and the banner and smiles.]

Hello Esme. Is it your birthday today?

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[Esme looks up to her older self and nods.]

Yes. But had I known that Daran would go through all this trouble, I would have gone in a different kitchen.

[Esme figured that she might as well eat something, so she dishes herself up some food.]

How about yourself? Is it your birthday, as well?

[snipingwolf.livejournal.com]

Well, to be honest I'm not sure of the date it is today but my birthday is January the twenty fifth. I would be twenty six.

[She grimaces at the fact she never lived to thirty.]

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

So it is coming up, but not today. I wonder if Daran's birthday is today or if his is a different day...?

[Then again, Esme never told Daran her birthday...must be today. But that guy was hiding. >|]

Help yourself to some food, if you like. I doubt that I will be able to eat all of this, myself.

[snipingwolf.livejournal.com]

I take it is early January then...

[Wolf smiles]

Well, happy birthday and all the best to you.

[She reaches into her puches and fiddles around, eventually pulling something out. It's a silver braclet, it looks quite delicate and perhaps too big for Esme. But Wolf holds it out.]

Take this as a gift, I hope it will fit you. It looks a little big for you.

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

January 11th, I believe.

[She glanced curiously as the woman fumbled around in her pockets. Once she brought the bracelet out, she scratched her head a bit.]

You did not need to get me anything.

[Esme took the bracelet, inspecting it.]

But...I thank you. I will try to find something for your birthday too!

[snipingwolf.livejournal.com]

Ahh...

[How strange, from February to January in an instant.]

Well I would feel bad for not getting you a present. We may have not spoke for long but you are like a little sister to me in a way. And you are welcome.

I hope you ave had a good day so far and it continues in that way.

[notsofearful.livejournal.com]

[He's in your kitchen, eating your kurdish food.]

So... [Nomnom Talking with his mouth full~] your birthday?

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[Esme didn't really care. It wasn't like she was going to eat it all.]

Yes. [sigh]

[brow raise] Who might you be?

[notsofearful.livejournal.com]

[That's good, because he just might.]

Medo.

[Omnomnom food, surprisingly good tasting food.]

I don't care your name, don't touch me cooties. [:|]

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[Esme glared at him. She wasn't going to bring up the fact that her name should be GLARINGLY OBVIOUS with the big "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ESME!" sign outside of the door.]

Whatever.

[Esme touched his shoulder, because even at her young age, she's a bitch. :|]

[notsofearful.livejournal.com]

[He didn't read the sign, silly. He just came for the food, without caring who's it was.]

...


....

[DDDD: He shoves her as hard as he can away from him.]

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[Esme laughed. She had no idea why Medo was so freaked out by her touching him...but you can bet that she's going to exploit it.]

Afraid I have a disease?

[smirk] Maybe I do?

[notsofearful.livejournal.com]

No touch me or I'll hit you.

[He's being serious-- If she touches him he could melt away into nothingness from her cooties :|]

Don't give disease to me.

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[Esme is curious to see if he actually hits her. Because to her, he didn't look very strong. So, with a dry expression, she pokes him in the nose.]

There. I just gave you another.

I don't have an angry icon. :|

[notsofearful.livejournal.com]

[And he is going to do what he said he was going to do. Punch her.]

DON'T TOUCH ME!

[Where he punched her was right where she touched him.]

But I do. :3

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

What is your problem?!

[Esme clenches her nose for a second in pain, before punching him back in the face.]

There! I touched you again! I hope you grow ugly warts on your face!

[notsofearful.livejournal.com]

You problem!

[A bit taken back, he stumbles. She-- How could she punch him?!]

Stop touching me! I hope nose falls off on you face!

[And he punches her right back.]

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

You're the one that freaked out, simply because I touched you!

[scowl] At least I can talk right!

[Big Boss taught her! And yeah, she went there.]

I hope I run into you the next time I have target practice with my gun!

[PUNCHES BACK]

Pfffft I'm having deja vu XD

[lolimisfortune.livejournal.com]

[OOH, a fight! 8D]

[Helena grabs some food from the table and sits back, watching. Of course she's rooting for the girl!]

Nice one, Esme!

[lucky-concept.livejournal.com]

[Esme's birthday? Gah, if only Helena had known! Wait, does that mean that it's also...]

[Helena looks around and sighs, then enters the kitchen. She smiles slightly upon seeing little Esme, mid-facepalm.]

Hello Esme. I wish I had known about your birthday earlier...

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[Esme looked up.]

Oh, Fortune.

[shrug] It is okay, if it were up to me, no one would know. I am not one for drawing attention to myself...

[lucky-concept.livejournal.com]

I can understand that.

[Fortune scoots down to her level and places a hand on Esme's head] But I'm glad that I know. Happy birthday, Esme.

Is there anything at all that I can do for you...?

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[She looks down, embarrassed.] Thanks.

Not really. Unless you want to help me eat all of this food. I do not like seeing food go to waste, after all...

[lucky-concept.livejournal.com]

[She laughs] I can definitely do that. [Helena approaches the table]

Who made all of this, anyway?

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

I am guessing from the present on the table, it was Daran. But I do not know for sure, because he was gone by the time I got here.

[Esme shrugged.] It is probably his birthday too, since I did not tell him when mine was.

[sigh] And if he is anything like me, he is probably hiding somewhere.

[lucky-concept.livejournal.com]

[Flatly] ....Really, now? [Siiighs. Oh, Wolf.]

-Well. [Helena smiles] I'll deal with that later.

[Gesturing to the table] Shall we?