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[slingshots]

i turned 1297 today
it's gonna take a lot of cake to fit that many candles

[ encrypted to tony stark; ] have you ever heard of energon?

[ all replies will be text unless noted otherwise, and the poster ID is just "robin"! ]

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[bloodspeaker]

AN ICE CREAM CAKE THEN? THAT I CAN DO. WHAT ABOUT FROSTING? BUTTERCREAM, OF COURSE. BUT CHOCOLATE AS WELL? VANILLA? OR SOMETHING MORE INTERESTING.

[slingshots]

i'm trying real hard to take cake talk seriously but it's hard w/ the capslock shout going on

but:
choc, natch. unless you got a better suggestion

[bloodspeaker]

HEY. DO YOU WANT THIS OR NOT? I COULD JUST MAKE WHAT I FEEL LIKE AND SHOVE IT UNDER YOUR DOOR.

[slingshots]

but you'd squish it

[bloodspeaker]

WELL BY SHOVE I MEAN GENTLY PLACE JUST OUTSIDE OF, BUT EITHER WAY THE COMPOSITION WOULD BE AT MY DISCRETION

AND I LIKE TO EXPERIMENT

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like how

[bloodspeaker]

MAYBE I FEEL LIKE COCONUT BUTTERCREAM FROSTING OVER A DARK CHOCOLATE CAKE DUSTED WITH CAYENNE PEPPER.

MAYBE I FEEL LIKE THAT.

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what's cayenne pepper?

[bloodspeaker]

IT IS A VERY HOT SPICE.

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so what do i say to get you to leave spices off

[bloodspeaker]

YOU KNOW, THE FLAVORS ACTUALLY DO GO QUITE WELL TOGETHER. BUT I UNDERSTAND IF YOU'RE NOT FEELING ADVENTUROUS.

[slingshots]

yeah
thanks
100% appreciated

[bloodspeaker]

AS YOU LIKE

TELL ME WHERE TO DELIVER THIS CAKE

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[ batman would kill her for this
but cake for her birthday

so, a compromise: this thread now bat-encrypted ]

804

[bloodspeaker]

DONE AND DONE

[AND THE VERY NEXT DAY, AN ICE CREAM CAKE SHALL ARRIVE.]

[slingshots]

[ and just an hour or so after that, there's gonna be a knock at the window of adra's room. it's not so hard to look up people's housing assignments around here, but it's probably better not to ask how she knew which bedroom window was his.

but either way, there's a small, brightly colored shadow perched in the rain on his windowsill. ]

[bloodspeaker]

[Well, that's something you don't see every day. He opens the window quickly, his expression alarmed.]

What are you doing, girl? You'll catch your death of cold!

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[ She looks perfectly content out here, all bright smiles, and is more than willing to overlook any ridiculous and totally untrue statements. ]

No way. I got nuclear winter gear on. [ She'll just invite herself to hop in, here. ] Anyway—it's real good.