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Labor Day Birthday

Hooray for long holiday weekends that also involve cake, that's what Lucy and the gang at the Inkwell say! The place is done up in her favorite shades of green, with Lindsey Sterling on the jukebox and a variety of candy dishes along the bar. Along with the birthday girl herself, who seems to prefer sitting on surfaces to chairs. Come on in and take advantage of the chance to party!

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Simon's on gift duty, and he's got one hell of a smile as he approaches with a present wrapped in red paper that almost perfectly matches her hair. "You know, I'd say I hope you like it, but -- you're gonna like this one," he chuckles, plopping it on her lap.

"My, my, aren't we confident," Lucy replies with a smirk, before tearing open the paper and opening the box. Inside is a violin. Nothing too fancy -- until you see the signatures scribbled on it. Her jaw drops. "Holy shit, is that--"

"Autographs from Emilie Autumn and Lindsey Sterling?" Simon finishes for her, radiating smug. "Yeaaah, I may know a few people in the shipping -- mmmrph!"

And that was the sound of Lucy giving him a big old thank-you smooch. "You are amazing," she informs him. "And it's a damn good thing I didn't say 'wanna bet on it?' before, 'cause I'd be out some money."

Simon laughs as he recovers from the surprise. "Nah, I'm pretty sure I would have taken what you just did as adequate payment," he admits. "Though I guess I can add in a 'told you so.'"

"So you did," Lucy nods. "But this is fantastic. Thank you so much." She runs her fingers reverently over the wood. "Oooh, this one's getting a special case. . ."

"Well, if you can wait until Christmas. . ." Simon half-jokes, then ruffles her hair and kisses her cheek. "Happy birthday, Lucy."

There's "fashionably late" and there's...well...

AL and the guys come in still sans Coulson. She is quick to explain that he's still on the search for more Inhumans ("people with powers") and he promises to be back on Doc's birthday ~~because the next season will have started by then~~.

She's partly tempted to tell Simon that she spent some time with two-thirds of his namesake a few months ago but she's not sure how well that would go over, so she just says, "Hey, a violin! Hey, Data, take a look at what Simon got Lucy."

The android comes over and visually examines the instrument. He nods approvingly, stating that although this is a simple model there's a certain attribute about it that makes it sought after. ((I dunno specifics but I figure it sounded good))

"Though..." muses AL, "you wouldn't play something like that, would you? Personally, I'd be afraid I'd mess up the signatures if I did."

Nobody will hold it against them -- they know stuff's going on in RL, and that's always gotta take precedence.

"Well, he's got a little over a month," Lucy says in response to this declaration. "Plenty of time to find. . .eh, I'm not sure I'm sold on 'Inhumans' as a name. That sounds like something you call the bad guys."

"Unfortunately, plenty of bad guys have super powers," Doc points out.

"Yeah, but so do plenty of good guys -- this is the Marvelverse, after all."

Well, it's not like Simon completely hates either musician, but yeah, probably better not to bring it up. If only because a certain pair of turrets would pounce on the opportunity to make jokes. Instead, he'll just beam over his present getting another check in the 'you done good' column. ((While the mun giggles over the deliberate lack of specifics -- but hey, not like she knows violins either.))

"Mmm -- conundrum," Lucy agrees. "It's a beautiful instrument, but one wrong move with the bow. . .on the other hand, it would be really cool to play it at least once. Maybe I'll save it for a really special occasion."

It's appreciated.

"Well, it's the name used in the comics. In a nutshell, they're part of an experiment by a rogue faction of the Kree - the blue guys? Ronan was one if you saw Guardians of the Galaxy - to create genetically altered soldiers on various planets. And they can't use the word 'mutant' because that's copyrighted by FOX. Yes, seriously. That's why the X-Men are never mentioned even though, technically, they're Marvel but FOX owns the rights. Though, who knows...Marvel struck a deal with Sony about Spider-Man to bring him into the Marvel Cinematic Universe, so maybe they can do the same with X-Men someday." She shrugs.

AL taps her chin in thought, wings twitching. "Hmm, maybe your resident scientists can create something to protect the signatures without compromising the vibration of the strings and the sound?"

"Haven't seen that movie, no -- Vic doesn't go out to the theater much," Lucy says.

"Rarely have the time or energy," Vic replies. "But I knew the name was used in the comics -- though what I remember was it was a name for a specific group of superpowered peoples who lived in their own little kingdom and had a ruler who could never speak, lest his voice level everything around him. Never knew about the Kree connection. . . And I hadn't heard about the copyright thing, but it's not that surprising -- I did know about their previous issues with Spider-Man. Though not being able to even say 'mutant' is a bit of a twist. . ."

"Doesn't that make like three different versions of him now?" Marty points out. "You've got Maguire, you've got Garfield, and now you've got whoever's playing him in the Cinematic universe."

"Yeah, well, he's got like five different titles in the comics too, so it's not really that big a surprise," Lucy reminds him. "Plus 'rebooting' is something ANY comics character should be familiar with."

Lucy immediately looks at the various Docs, grinning. "Well?"

"We'd be willing to give it a shot, but it'll definitely take some research," NonTril Doc tells her, before patting his Marty's shoulder. "Fortunately for us, we have some resident experts in sound waves to help."

"Companies are weird about their copyrights..." AL says with a shake of her head.

"Tom's gonna be 19, too." AL says. Tom Holland was cast for Marvel's as-yet-untitled Spider-Man movie. "Which, I think, is closer to the comics. Both Tobey and Andrew were both almost 30 when they took the part. Isn't Peter supposed to be in high school? Granted, the actors are usually older than the characters they play." She makes a side-eye at Tommy, whose actor was 20 when was cast.

AL grins. "Good luck on that. Data plays violin, which is why I called him over. He and I do duets occasionally. I play pan flute."

"Tell me about it -- copyrighting 'X-Men' I can see, but mutant? That's just a word!"

"Really?" Color Marty rather surprised. "I would have put both of them in their 20s. . .which, uh, is still too old, but yeah. Probably shouldn't say anything since Mike was in his 20s when he did BTTF. . ."

"Finding good teenage actors is a biiiig problem," Lucy says, flopping dramatically onto the bar. "Take it from the girl who's done a lot of amateur and semi-professional theater in her life. Still, wish Tom all the best. What adjective do you think he'll get? Spectacular?"

"Sounds nice and alliterative," Vic shrugs. "And yeah, for his origin story anyway. Comics Peter has been a mar -- well, he was married, insert Linkara rant on how he made a deal with the devil here. . ."

"We indulge in that sometimes too," Lucy grins back. "Marty and me, Marty and one of the Victors -- don't think I've done one with the trading cards though," she comments, glancing over.

"Could you not call us that?" Forgotten groans as Butterfly Boy fidgets and DG blushes.

"If you think a word is bad, how about a color?" AL asks. "The color of the Wicked Witch of the West's skin had to be changed to a different shade of green when Disney made Oz: The Great and Powerful because MGM holds the rights to the original movie." She has this slight feeling they've talked about this before but she can't be sure. Or maybe it was the alter ego talking with V. Mental shrug; oh well.

"I think Data's the only one musically inclined in my group," says AL with a shrug. Then she blinks. "Er...'the trading cards'?"

"Seriously?" Vic can't help but facepalm. "That's just -- I mean, I can understand copyright, but seriously, guys." (And I don't remember this tidbit at all, so it must have been someone else. *shrug*)

"Huh. With us, get my Secundus self over here and we could start a band," Marty says, then grins. "Because she's started collecting them like trading cards! You've got the violent one, the sciencey one, the almost-canon one. . ."

"That really applies more to your best friend than us," Forgotten retorts, waving his hand around the vast herd of Docs.

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