video;

[thaumatophage]

[Kitty's grinning at the camera, almost manically enough to suggest that since her trick-or-treating expedition the other day she's been surviving entirely on local sweets.

Singsong:] Guess what day it is~?

Myyyy birthday! Yeah! November third, isn't it? Unless I'm counting wrong. ...anyway.

I don't have plans for a party, but, you know, I still have a lot of sugar to power through, so if anyone wants to come round and have some with me in soulful celebration, have at!

[Shortly afterwards, via radio to Pepper, Raine, Bakura, Klaus, Milo, Zatanna, Wally, Tonks, Erskine, Cain, Casey...basically, anyone Kitty's interacted with significantly:]

Hey, where are you at? I've got something for you.

Comments

radio;

[denyamenti]

... pardon?

[ He assumes he got the notice by mistake. ]

radio;

[thaumatophage]

I said, I've got something for you.

Re: radio;

[denyamenti]

...what'd I do?

[ this is a totally reasonable response. ]

radio;

[thaumatophage]

You indulged my puns. I think that's worth something, don't you?

Re: radio;

[denyamenti]

Not particularly, but if you insist. I'm at the dojo.