Ding dong the wicked cops are gone

[earnedmystripes]

Who: YOU.
When: April 30th, 5 pm EST onward
Where: Kotetsu's house
What: Party, and party again!
Warnings: I cannot imagine there being any but I will update if necessary.

[All told, it's a pretty respectable-looking shindig for one whipped up at the last minute. There are like ten boxes of extra-large pizza of various types from veggie to hawaiian to meat lover's supreme stacked up on the table along with a cake (it's very basic with nothing specific to the occasion decorating it, but it's the thought that counts, right?), and various junk foods. Basically this is a terrible party to go to if you're a very health-conscious person because pretty much nothing he's serving is objectively good for you. Except for maybe the fruit punch, as the non-alcoholic alternative to the alcohol for the number of minors that are on the network.

The house itself is in pretty decent shape, too. Every so often there may be a telltale sign of his bachelor lifestyle (an empty can he forgot to throw away, a shirt on the floor instead of the laundry), but overall the air is reasonably festive. Kotetsu's arm is still in the sling, but that doesn't seem to dampen his spirits any as he greets his guests.]

Comments

[professorwolf]

"Even if you were, I imagine I wouldn't have bothered chasing you... too small, and too easy to let get away." And, quite honestly, "bird" doesn't smell quite as much like "dinner" as human does. He gives a somewhat sheepish smile. "At least that isn't likely to happen again."

[radiantchicken]

"Yes, I am rather accomplished at getting away from things that might want to eat me...cats tend to oversell their abilities, I have found." He nods. "Good, good! I am glad to hear that you've got things under control."

[professorwolf]

"'Under control' as in, I know when it's going to happen and make sure I'm either locked up tight, or outside the city," Lyall corrects dryly. "But that's more than I could have. --Have you had trouble with cats?" The last comes as he realizes what Torin just said, and the mental images that comes with it.

[radiantchicken]

"Ah, that's still under control in that you know there's a problem and when it happens," Torin offers. He chuckles a bit. "There was a cat on the network who seemed very determined that she'd be able to eat me. I've not really had trouble with any others."