notarrowette | Not exactly the birthday Cissie expected

[OOC: ...I don't know. There was a chatroom,

shortpantsrobin got impatient about Blackest Night zombies and... yeah. Dick and Tim's IC chat is here and this is... Kon, Cissie and Tim and some OOC stuff because I was supposed to clean this up and make it postable but this was the best I could do! Some IC, some OOC... all labeled? Um. Yeah.]

It began OOC:

Kon: Party!
Kon: Can Dick come?
Kon: Kon is helping Tim with the planning because he does not trust Tim.
Cissie: *is* there a party?
Kon: There is! Kon will make sure of it!

And turned IC:

Tim: ...There is?
Cissie:::laughs::
Tim: ::puts away stuff for quiet dinner:: Party! Right!
Kon: You can have a quiet dinner too! But quiet dinners probably have more sex and less me!
Cissie: ...Is that supposed to be an argument for or against the quiet dinner?
Kon: Shut up.
Kon: I wanna celebrate your birthday!
Tim: He's right about the quiet dinner.
Cissie: ...This is so unfair.
Kon: ...well, we don't have to have a party.
Kon: *kicked puppy look*
Kon: But when can I give you my present if you're all having a special quiet dinner?
Tim: We can have a party.
Kon: Yay!

Then went OOC again and then IC-but-in-a-"doesn't-count"-way:

Kon: ...so, how much would it suck if Blackest Night stuff starts during Cissie's birthday?
Tim: O_O
Cissie: ...I think it would suck
Kon: Very much.
Kon: Suck in a "we shouldn't do it" way or in a "we should" way?
Tim: Tim: ...If it does happen on Cissie's birthday, does this mean I get a reprieve in the whole "Dick tettling on me about Ra's" thing?
Kon: Dick: I think I'll be a little busy fighting my dead parents to tell her, yes.
Kon: Dick: Which doesn't mean you're entirely off the hook.
Tim: I told you: I can handle this.
Cissie: TELL ME WHAAAAAT
Tim: >_<
Dick: Why don't you tell her, Tim?
Dick: Since you're so able to handle it.
Tim: Shut. Up. Dick.
Dick: Right. We'll talk more.
Tim: ::glaaaaaare::
Dick: Happy birthday, Cissie. Sorry this all had to happen right now. I'll have a present for you later.
Cissie: Cissie: Well, but now I'm curious.
Dick: ...ask Tim who he's been working with lately.
Cissie: ...Is this going to ruin my birthday?
Dick: Yes. So how about we stop the evil forces that will ruin your birthday in a much more finite way first?
Cissie: Fiiiiiiiiiine.

And then went IC in a way that counted, I think:

Kon: ...does Dick want cake? We could give him some cake.
Tim: He says sure, but pack it so that he can store it. He may not have time to eat it right away
Kon: Cool, I can do that.
Kon: ...do you guys need help?
Tim: The dead are rising from their graves, Kon. Family dead. I'd go see if they need you in Smallville before you offer to help in Gotham.
Kon: ...shit, really?
Kon: Do you think Uncle Jonathan?
Tim: I don't know, but it's happened to my parents, and to Dick's.
Kon: Cissie, I think I gotta go too. Call if zombies start attacking.
Cissie: Um... okay. ...Reeeeally hoping that doesn't happen, though.
Kon: Me too. Cause I also want to protect Aunt Martha and I can't be in two places at once.
Tim: ...Want to come to Gotham with me?
Cissie: ...Yes, please? But would it be better if I stayed here? I mean--I don't want to distract you.
Tim: I'd feel better if I knew where you were and that you were okay
Cissie: *I* will feel better if I know you are not distracted by worrying about me, so I will go where you need me to go.
Kon: That's a good idea. Okay, I'm flying away now. I wonder if Kal knows. New Krypton's far away.
Cissie: Is there any way you can contact Kal?
Kon: Uhhh. I don't know. He's on the other side of the sun.
Cissie: ...Oh.
Kon: New Krypton.
Kon: ...do you think this thing'll reach them? I mean, we've got me and Mon, and Guardian, and maybe we won't need Superman?
Tim: You might be okay.
Kon: What if they have to deal with dead Kryptonians or something? There are a lot of those. Shit. Tim, how bad is this?
Tim: It's looking... pretty bad
Tim: The Lanterns can't get in touch with Oa
Tim: Something happened.
Cissie: That's... not good.
Tim: Ciss--Dick and Roy were wondering if you would mind going with Alfred and helping keep an eye on Lian.
Cissie: I absolutely don't mind.
Tim: Great.
Tim: Dick says Lian will be happy to see you.
Cissie: I'm going to be very happy to see her, too.

...And then we stopped playing.