Nova
It's insane to think it's been a year since they arrived, and she's been working on this party all season to celebrate. From ordering enough alcohol for an entire warehouse and making the Hanged Man sparkling clean to hanging glittering streamers and making mini bath bombs for party favors (glitter ones, of course). Along with the new renovations of star crystal chandeliers and galaxy velvet seat cushions, the entire bar is bedecked in decorations and evidence of the triplet's celestial heritage. She's also spared no expense on the geode cake that sits in the center of the room, a three-tier masterpiece almost as tall as she is that shows off the brilliant individualities of each sibling: marbled black and silver, marbled gold and white, and a marbled rainbow that really ties it all together (at least that's Nova's opinion). It's been tempting her want to take a bite all day, but the large gash in the side looks like a galaxy has beaten her to it; gold, silver, and dark colorful hues of edible crystals catching in the dim light, a cave of wonders hidden just inside.
Overall, she's very proud of herself, and with a final twist of the star-cutout lantern centerpiece, Nova lets out a giggle and a clap of her hands. "Okay! Now come here so I can make sure your birthday hats are straight before everyone gets here! That would be embarrassing." She turns to Calypso, adjusting the golden curls around the gold cone clipped in her hair, the words 'BIRTHDAY GIRL' in bright white puff paint so that all can see. Humming and bouncing, her fingers are deft and skilled in placing it perfectly on the crown of her head, shooting her sister a wink when she's finally satisfied.
Then Nova jumps on Vesper before he has a chance to escape, making sure the silver cone with similar black puff paint is perfectly visible (although she has to stand on a chair to do so). Only once she's certain it's going to stay despite any movements or verbal complaints does she turn to the mirror and fix her own.
Hers is a rainbow of glitter twisting down the cone like a miniature tornado, the paint on hers written in white to keep it bright and match the pearly white strand of hair underneath. The loud pink of her dress is stitched with iridescent stars that shimmer as she moves, falling to that perfect length so that it flares just above her knees when she spins to look at her siblings, the brightest of smiles on her star-freckled face. "Happy Birthday! Let's get this party started!"
Welcome to the triplet's birthday party!
All party poopers will be promptly removed, and Nova says if there's not glitter on you by the end, you didn't really celebrate them. XP
(All gifts are expected accepted!)
Overall, she's very proud of herself, and with a final twist of the star-cutout lantern centerpiece, Nova lets out a giggle and a clap of her hands. "Okay! Now come here so I can make sure your birthday hats are straight before everyone gets here! That would be embarrassing." She turns to Calypso, adjusting the golden curls around the gold cone clipped in her hair, the words 'BIRTHDAY GIRL' in bright white puff paint so that all can see. Humming and bouncing, her fingers are deft and skilled in placing it perfectly on the crown of her head, shooting her sister a wink when she's finally satisfied.
Then Nova jumps on Vesper before he has a chance to escape, making sure the silver cone with similar black puff paint is perfectly visible (although she has to stand on a chair to do so). Only once she's certain it's going to stay despite any movements or verbal complaints does she turn to the mirror and fix her own.
Hers is a rainbow of glitter twisting down the cone like a miniature tornado, the paint on hers written in white to keep it bright and match the pearly white strand of hair underneath. The loud pink of her dress is stitched with iridescent stars that shimmer as she moves, falling to that perfect length so that it flares just above her knees when she spins to look at her siblings, the brightest of smiles on her star-freckled face. "Happy Birthday! Let's get this party started!"
Welcome to the triplet's birthday party!
All party poopers will be promptly removed, and Nova says if there's not glitter on you by the end, you didn't really celebrate them. XP
(All gifts are expected accepted!)
- Life is a party, and I’m the piñata -
- break me open, and all the fun spills out -
- break me open, and all the fun spills out -
