The Tavern

*haha its ok*

Irish shrugged and sipped at her own drink. "Same old same old I suppose! Writing, laughing, being the nerd I was born to be..." Irish chuckled and sighed. "Wait, aren't you in one of the storybooks I'm in?"

"Ah yes, the Curse of Repaza Veleno. So, how is Brightie? *curse the Curveo*"

Irish laughed. "Brightie's pretty good, cept' a little freaked out by Isadaemus, but hey who isn't afraid of a furious capitan? Arabella is the one I'm worried about, having been shot in the side and all..." she looked at Mo. and smiled "How's Arina? Hopefully getting that skirt mended?

"Yes, Arina's got afew issues with clothing - she doesn't see much point in it. She's actually pretty annoyed she didn't get in on the fight, but hey, she's not the author, so no-one's going to listen to her".

Irish laughed. "Hey she should consider herself lucky! Arabella's been in all the fights and shes all shot and bleeding!"

Mo starts laughing. "I guess". She reaches for her water, but her glass is empty.

"Cheers Irish," says Rune and smiles. "Gimme a second to get rid of this biohasard". He gets up and goes to the bathroom with the cup of "whatever it is" and comes back. "So how's the new YWS suiting u??"

Irish rasied her glass with a smile. "Cheers!" Then nodded. "I really like it! Although I'd only been on YWS for like a month or so before Nate changed it, but its really nice!" She looked at Mo. and Runelord. "What about you guys?"

Mo looked at Irish. "Well, I've only been on YWS since the new version came up, so I dunno".

Irish nodded. "Well, the old YWS really different from the other in terms of style. Not nearly as much color variably," she laughed. "But I'm also lovin' the Birthday Banner he set up! What do you guys think?"

Bond, having walked away a long time ago, now returns, bringing with her a HUGE cake to share for YWS' birthday.

"Hmm... I dunno I like the new YWS, but the old one was amazing, I joined in its third year".
Rune looks toward the door raises an arm in greeting and says: "Happy Birthday YWS !!!!!"

He turns back to Irish: "Thanks for the milk shake, I'll be right back, going to get fireworks, safe ones "

Rune bursts back into the tavern, panting hard, his arms full of rockets, a few shaped like dragons...
"So when are we going to sing happy birthday to our beloved site?"

Irish grinned. "Its no problem man! You would've probably gotten killed drinking that thing!" She laughed at Rune and stood up lighting a match. "We sing right now! I call lighting at least half of those!"

Irish held the match at the fuse and opened her mouth wide.

"Happy Birthdayyy To you!"

"Happy birthdayy to you, Happy Birthday to YWS, HAPPY BIRHTDAY TO YOU," Rune sings in a very deep voice and blushes.

"Fireworks anyone??"