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[Anyone who happens to walk by on the road beside House 28 this evening will be treated to a rather unusual sight: a cloud of fireflies hovering around the front lawn, greenish-yellow lights flickering as they fly back and forth, following the movement of a tiny orb of light.

Closer inspection reveals the source of said orb of light as Richard, who is seated in the grass-- he's using a tiny bit of Hyt's power to combine with his own magic (the base for a Holy Lance, not that he's going to cast the entire thing), creating a soft white glowing sphere that hovers a couple of inches above his finger. As he moves his hand to trace mindless patterns in the night air, the orb follows it, and the fireflies follow that in a parade of blinking lights. Richard can't quite hide his amusement at this, reflected in the slight smile on his face. It may be an odd way to spend one's birthday, but to Richard, it's more than fine-- not that he doesn't appreciate what Asbel and the others have done for him. He just needs a little time to himself to unwind after all of that.

But if anyone wanders by, he'll be happy to converse with them. He wouldn't be in a public place if he didn't feel like talking to anyone, after all.]

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It's the truth, isn't it?

I never denied that part.

[Bah.]

Here, why don't we just make some basic walls.

I think I can manage at least that much.

[They might not be the most even walls ever, but details.]

... thank you for coming out here with me tonight. This is the first time I've ever truly been able to enjoy a birthday, here or in my own world.

Oh, uh... Yeah. No problem.

[Gosh, now you're getting all mushy on him.]

Which means that you can ask whatever you want of me for your birthday in return.

[It's not mushy if it's the truth.]

Uh oh. Careful of those non-restricted promises.

The last one I made ended up working in my favor as well. I'd say the odds aren't quite as against me as you might think.

[Though he's smiling, there's something sad in his eyes as he says this.]

Or perhaps all the luck went to that one and you're boned now.

[The smile he gives Richard as he reaches over to flip some of the blond's hair is fairly kind as far as Isamu goes, though.]

[That action prompts a slightly more genuine smile from Richard in response; it turns into an outright laugh when all of the bangs Isamu flipped settle back into place save for that one stubborn one that pops right back up.]

You should smile like that more often, you know. You'd have women beating down the doors in no time.

And have everyone think I'm a big softy? No thanks.

You mean you aren't?

Psh, no. Who would even think that? I mean really.

You've certainly been doing an excellent job fooling me.

[They're out on the beach building sandcastles for his birthday. Doesn't get much more sentimental than that, really.]

What can I say? I'm a top notch actor.

Should I be worried about any other hidden talents you might be concealing from me?

You mean like how I can craft neutron bombs in my spare time?

Neutron bombs?

[... nope, he has no idea what those are.]

...Nevermind. Forgot that joke would be lost on you.

[He shakes his head.]

I'm presuming the implication has something to do with a high level of intelligence.

Yeah, sure. We'll just leave it at that.

[Richard just chuckles.

The castle is taking decent shape by now-- it's not the most elegant castle ever (and it may be a teeny bit lopsided), but it's clearly recognizable as what it's supposed to be, and Richard looks pleased with himself.]

[Isamu gives it a look over.]

Not too shabby.

Thank you. Perhaps there's a career in sculpting ahead of me yet.

[Someday. In the very distant future.]

Or at least a hobby.

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