MHA #6, Wednesday Evening

[firstofitskind]

To say the last few days had been busy for the two of them would be one hell of an understatement, but that didn't mean Liam was going to let Verity's birthday just go by in the aftermath. He did, however, call JGoB and have them make a last minute change to the cake he'd ordered. Which was sitting in a non-descript cardboard box in the kitchen for now, waiting for the reveal later.

(Yes, he'd promised the mice a not-insignificant portion of said cake in return for their patience, as well as their assistance in holding Verity to her promise not to peek prematurely.)

All they needed now was dinner, and Liam was just about finished taking care of that too- or at least, taking care of paying the delivery person from Outback Steakhouse.

"Food's here," he announced, having finally managed to send said delivery person on their way.

[ooc: for the birthday-haver!]

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[arboreal_priestess]

Another reason Verity had fallen in love with Liam: the care and respect he had for her weapons. Not just because they could injure themselves with them, but for them as tools, care taken to make sure they remained in good condition.

And she returned the favor, removing the few weapons he was wearing and setting them carefully aside, next to hers. They looked good there.

...His pants were removed with far less care.

[firstofitskind]

... It was possible that she needed a bigger nightstand, between the two of them.

But that was a concern for another time. Right now, he was far more concerned with getting rid of everything else that Verity was wearing.

[arboreal_priestess]

They might have to expand to her dresser soon.

Several minutes later, Verity was naked and her weapons safely stowed. And with a grin that promised absolute wickedness, she led Liam to the bed, the door falling closed behind them.

[firstofitskind]

Good thing The Weirdest Ikea was so close-by!

"Happy Birthday," Liam said, wearing a matching grin and nothing else as he followed her to the bed.