knightsoflegend | tea party } watch out for those rabbit holes

Happy Happy Birthday, Baby- Elvis Presley

WHO || Violet and OPEN
WHAT || Tea party out in the garden
WHERE || Knights HQ, back garden
WHEN || Sunday, May 26th around 3pm and onward.
HOW || Actionspam, get yo' threadjacking on babes.

When Violet throws a party, she is, surprisingly, classy about it. It's a garden party, with tables out in the garden and the flowers all in bloom. There is tea and mimosas on the tables and little cakes and vegetarian sandwiches. Music is playing on her phone -- the most eclectic mix of modern and retro, and a truly astounding amount of Elvis. Don't judge, she doesn't know why she likes him so much. Off to one side there is an area of shade, a construction of twigs and branches making quite a fine shelter, flowering vines interwoven between the branches to cover up any holes.

She sends invitations the day of, though send might not be the word for it. More like... she duct tapes the invitations to every door she sees before knocking and scampering off to the next door. Does she know you? Maybe not. Does she care? Definitely not. You get an invitation, you get an invitation, everyone gets a humpback whale!

It's just an everyday party in the garden, or so the invitation claims. Except it's her birthday, or the one she and Charming chose for her, and she wants to celebrate turning twenty six! She just doesn't want to be the center of attention.

Come one, come all, mix, mingle, nibble. Violet will be around, coaxing flowers into bloom and trying to remember where she put her shoes when she came out here... Whatever. Barefoot it is.

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Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool...

[It is on the tip of her tongue... stop her before she randomly breaks into song because you know she will.]

[Felicity will not help.]

Shootin' some b-ball outside of the school?

[Officially her best friend.]

West Philadelphia, born and raised on the play ground is where I spent most of my days. Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool, shootin' some b-ball outside of school.

[She pauses, for half a second to grin, before continuing happily. Aw yeah, the world was waiting for this. (Pop culture knowledge 18.)]

When a couple of guys that were up to no good, started making trouble in the neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, said you're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air.

[Hit it, girl.]

I. Pulled. Up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo, homes, smell you later." Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne, as the prince of Bel Air.

[Yep. This is why they're friends.]

We should get married just so we can inflict awesome kids on the world.

This is an excellent idea. I'm sure science has found a way to make our dreams come true by now.

Oh for sure. Though, I have to admit I might have accidentally entered in to polygamy right there since you're, like, the fourth person I've proposed to.

[She shrugs, oops.] Seriously though, if you see a pretty blonde elf around here? [She doesn't so much say 'mine' because he's not property, she's seen Aladdin, but it is really super obvious she is crushing hard. Swoon.] I dunno how I'll ever choose between you two.

Choosing is overrated. If we live together long enough, that might result in a common law marriage.

I love the way your brain works.

Thank you.

[there might even be a small hairflip.]

I'm rather proud of it.

[L O L]

Yeah, we're totally getting married.

I'm sure it will be a beautiful wedding.

I'll make Charming walk me down the aisle. [That makes her grin.]

[She smiles a bit at that.]

And there would be very tasteful colors.

Like lime green and bright pink!

[TOTALLY TASTEFUL.]

We are totally having a watermelon theme. There will even be a watermelon cake.

Do you ever sometimes just look at your life and think, we're the actual best? Because I'm doing that right now.

I think that there are no limits to our awesome right about now. The only place we can go is up.

Right? [And then she is momentarily distracted by... elf. Swoon. She blinks and looks back at Felicity because she is hella smooth.] I feel like we're going a service to humanity, like this, us, is where people should strive to be.

We should be life coaches. How to find your inner level of awesome.

[Making money for something ridiculous that's not actual work? She's always pro-that.]

Can we actually do that? Like that's not just some thing they show on TV?

Oh, that's totally a thing. We'd have to write a book, though.

Can we just dictate stories of our wildly hysterical adventures and have someone else write it? It could be a series! Like Twilight except with us and you know, not shitty.

Oh my gosh. Felicity. They could call it "The Thief and the Princess". Or vice versa I guess. [It would be the only time she calls herself a princess cheerfully that it is in the context of her and Felicity's awesome.] Bestseller for sure.

[Her grin widens at that.]

Perfect. And yeah, totally. Who can resist a combination like that?

We need to do this.

Or a blog.

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