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[MINGLE LOG] I'M GLAD IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.

Who: The Pines Twins and EVERYONE (MINGLE LOG)
Where: The Jolly Roger
When: September 2nd
Rating: G
Summary: The Pines Twins are technically turning thirteen, and are having a giant birthday party to celebrate. EVERYONE COME EAT CAKE.
The Story:

The Jolly Roger has been decked out with enough streamers to give its previous owner a small heart attack, but at least the streamers are done up in red, black, and white to go with the pirate theme and not something colorful and obscene like Mabel might design if left to her own devices. Most of the tables for snacks ( including oranges to ward off scurvy) have been set up on the beach to give the guests plenty of room to mingle around without overcrowding the ship, and at various places around the party areas are large barrels full of fake plastic pirate weapons, eyepatches, hats, and other pirate accessories so everyone can get into the spirit of things.

The deck of the Jolly Roger has been turned into a sort of makeshift dance floor for people willing to get up and get their groove on for the entertainment of everyone on the beach, which is entirely Mabel's idea, because who wouldn't want to have a dance party on the deck of a pirate ship.

For the most part, it's a free-for-all, since the twins can't possibly organize that many people, but they're here, there, and everywhere, making sure everyone's having a good time and basking in all the birthday excitement.

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[James isn't attending alone, of course, and it's not long before Lily turns up beside him with a drink in each hand, having already left her gifts for the twins among the rest-- a book for each detailing a number of magical creatures and their origin as well as a collection of wizarding sweets, complete with chocolate frogs she'd enchanted herself in lieu of being able to get the genuine article.

She smiles, offering James his glass before giving him a playful nudge with her elbow.]

Did I see you trying your hand at fencing a moment ago?

[James laughs and takes his drink. Of course they came to this party together - he's not just going to go to a children's birthday party without her.]

That depends - did you see me winning? If so then yes, that's absolutely what you saw.

[He actually still has the toy sword with him, and he gently prods her in the side with it.]

[She laughs, making a show of skirting a few inches to the right as a result of the blow, holding a hand up in her own defense.]

I had no idea you were such an accomplished-- well, we're on a ship, so I suppose swashbuckler is the right term, isn't it?

[James Potter: Wizard Pirate.]

I might have seen you win once, but it was looking a little dicey there for a few moments.

[There's another word, a word James has long forgotten. Of course, he can't recall it now, but he's left with the sense that there's a better, more personal word to describe this, as though it's on the tip of his tongue...but, he's been in Wonderland long enough to know why that feeling is there, so he shrugs and moves on.]

Sounds about right! I've always thought a career in piracy might be fun, you know.

[Of course he has. It would be a life of adventure out on the open seas! However, he's mostly kidding (though, if Wonderland were to throw a pirate event their way, he can honestly say he wouldn't be opposed).]

Once? [He scoffs!] I'm an expert, I'll have you know. No matter how dicey it gets, I always come out on top.

[This isn't true by any means, but he's more focused on trying to poke her with the sword again. It's just a toy, so really he's aiming for ticklish spots like a brat.]

Would that make you the world's first wizarding pirate? I'm not certain I've ever seen that particular hybrid in any genre.

[They might have to ask one of the residents of the Enchanted Forest sometime to see if there's been any precedent set.]

My mistake, maybe twice.

[Maybe. She laughs again when he finds one of those ticklish spots he's aiming for, skittering just out of reach a moment later.]

That's cheating!

Oh, probably not. Wizards are always lurking about in Muggle history. It just gets covered up, what with the Statute of Secrecy. I'm sure there were plenty of wizard pirates.

[He has no proof, but it seems likely to him. He'd make more of a face at her insistence that he won far more than twice but one, he didn't, and two, it doesn't matter because he hit a ticklish spot. Clearly that means he's won right now, and he laughs.]

Nothing's cheating when you're a pirate!

I imagine if there were, they would have had a remarkably easier time at sea than those pirates who can't charm or conjure.

[Really, magic tended to make everything easier across the board. In the meantime, she swats just enough to playfully knock that sword of his away, at least for the time being-- no doubt he'll manage to find another ticklish spot before long.]

I suppose you're right; no rules is sort of the point, isn't it? [She shakes her head, grinning.] I would be a dreadful pirate.

[She can keep up with James just fine when it comes to troublemaking-- now and then, anyway-- but there's no denying that Lily Potter has a healthy appreciation for rules.]

[She knocks it hard enough for the toy sword to hit the floorboards below them, and James clearly wasn't expecting to actually lose his grip on it. He lets out a startled little laugh and grins back at her.]

Well, clearly you wouldn't do that badly. Besides, no rules is the rule, so you'd be following them by not following them. You'd do fine! You'd have to, because I wouldn't be sailing the high seas without you.

That does put things in a new light. I'd never considered piracy before now.

[Not that she's really considering it now, but she grins all the same, all too entertained by all this pirate logic he's managed to toss at her.]

Well, then. If we're to be pirates, what will our names be?

[He's not really considering it either, seeing as they have a life to go back to, a baby they'll inevitably have and raise on land, but that doesn't make thinking about it any less fun.]

Mine will be some pirate-sounding variant of Prongs, naturally - though, I'm not sure how useful a stag will be out on the open sea...hm.

[Probably not very, but it's a funny thought.]

And you...something about that fantastic red hair, I'm sure. If I ever get lost at sea, all I'd have to do to find my way again is look around and squint a bit until I spot that red blur in the distance.

[Years ago, that would have been said strictly to tease her, but there's something more sincere about it now, as he tucks a strand behind her ear. He loves her hair and he loves her.]

[She looks thoughtful for a moment, tapping her index finger against her chin.]

No, I don't think a stag would do too well out on the ocean. Hooves aren't great for shipwork, and even pirates have to earn their keep.

[Or else they get-- what's the word? Keel-hauled?]

Red hair means I ought to have bloody somewhere in the title, don't you think? That seems to be popular among pirates. [She smiles, reaching up to close her hand around his wrist as he tucks her hair behind her ear, leaning in to kiss the pad of his thumb.] If I'm helping you find your way, that makes me more of a lighthouse than a pirate, doesn't it.

No, they really aren't - and I doubt I could balance well.

[Notice he has't opted to shift now and test it out, like he normally might. Even the minimal amount of bobbing in the water just from being secured to the dock is enough for James to be sure he'd fall over easily on four skinny hooves.]

I suppose so. The Dreaded Bloody...Liiiighthouse? Hm. [This is an odd combination of words that don't really work well together.] Bloodlight, maybe. Bloodlight Potter. We could start up some legends about you being a sort of siren, and scare off our pirate competition.

[He leaves his hand where it is, since she's got him caught by the wrist, and he snakes his free arm around her waist. The toy sword is mostly forgotten for now. She's certainly lured at least one sailor in.]

Bloodlight Potter?

[She wrinkles her nose as she tests it out, uncertain of whether or not she'd want that one to stick.]

It's not bad. Has an interesting sort of ring to it. I like the bit about being a siren.

[All of those old pirate stories have to start somewhere, right? Why not spread a few of their own? She smiles warmly as she puts her arm around him in turn, pressing a kiss against his cheek.]

I suppose you would know all about that.

[She's too nice. It's a dreadful name, and not in the piratey sense of dreadful, but he quickly moves on as she does. Her cheek kiss spreads a smile onto his face, and with that he starts to move them, swaying them along to whatever music happens to be playing for the party.]

Of course! I've become an expert by now, since you went and lured me right in.

[Then, he leans right in to whisper.]

Not that I mind, of course.

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