Hasn't been this many EVA's in one place since the noodle room

[let-mama.livejournal.com]

Once upon a time- May 15th, 1936 to be exact- in a place known as Meridian Idaho, a little blonde girl was created from the rib of man born. ...That's pretty much everything known about her past. She's not even sure herself whether her "real" name is her birth name, or the identity of her parents. Nor how the hell she ended up being raised in a Philosopher-run facility. But whatever!

The point is that the one thing EVA does know about herself is that today is her birthday.

You might begin to hear some loud chatter as you walk through the 4th floor hallway. Despite nothing being planned, a few EVA's have run into each other coincidentally and, one way or another, ended up deciding to celebrating together. A large sign reading-

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIM/TANYA/EVA/BIG MAMA/MATKA PLUKU"

-Now hangs in this hall. There's loud music coming from one room- the POOL area- in which there is booze, food/snacks, and a very large cake.

((There are changing rooms and showers in the back for all who want to swim. Everyone else can just lounge around in one of the lawn chairs, dance, eat, get frisky, whatever you want. Anything goes in an EVA party!))

((And by the way, I hereby declare that all Big Bosses/Ocelot's who do not attend should get Swine Flu. It goes without saying that ALL EVA's are invited. Kthnx!))

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[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

[A 79 year old cougar is simply lounging around with an alcoholic beverage in hand, watching everyone with a highly amused expression on her face.]

He doesn't want swine flu :c

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[Ocelot wanders in with some party poppers. He's kind of fed up of cake and pastries now, but he's here to see Mama.]

1/2

[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

2/2

[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

[Mama jumps, spilling a bit of her drink in the process. She stands and brushes some of the liquid from her gangsta ass jacket, giving Ocelot a big FROWN.]

Oh, a heart attack- Just what I always wanted. How did you know?

[She splashes the remainder of her drink in his JERK-FACE! >8(]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

! [Is splashed with alcohol! :C]

[Ocelot draws out a red handkerchief, dabbing his face dry.]

Oh come now, EVA. We all know you're fooling nobody with that 'old woman' act.

[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

Feh. My being old isn't an act. [She's damn near a decade older than Ocelot now, actually...]

But I suppose it is my fault for letting my guard down on a day like today, hm?

...


......Thanks for coming.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[He was trying to compliment her~]

I'm not allowed to celebrate an old friend's birthday? [He lingered for a moment, his fingers twitching slightly, as though having a small urge to... embrace Mama. He remains where he is for now.]

You really want me here?

[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

...Idiot. [Mama pulls him into a hug <3]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

...

[He returned the hug. He may or may not be purring slightly.] _{It's good to be here.}

[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

[D'aww] *pets the kitty*

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

[He's not too familiar with the other EVAs, but he does know Big Mama!]

Happy Birthday!

...

[Huuuug]

[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

Oh, Aleksandr! [She rises and returns the hug with a smile]

Thank you. It's been quite some time, hasn't it?

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

[He pats her back a couple of times before releasing her from the hug.]

Yes, I do not see you for long time. You are well?

[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

Very well. And you?

I see you have your own patrol group now~

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

I am also well.

[He beams, obviously proud of his patrol group even if it only has a few consistent members.]

Yes, it is great, right? There is big success!

[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

It is.

[She smiles] I feel safer already.

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

[His expression hardens- any talk of safety is SERIOUS BUSINESS.]

Good. And if you see bad behaviors you can report to me and I will deal with, okay?

[cougar-78.livejournal.com]

You mean the not-fun kind? [Mama nods] You'll be the first person I turn to for assistance.