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[yeahihidmypants]

Who: Lois Lane & Oliver Queen
What: Birthday: Lois Lane Edition
When: August 17th - Early Afternoon
Where: Somewhere...
Rating: Possibly just some drinking and Ollie getting his ass kicked.





[There was a slight blur of what had gone on for him for the past week, but it was slowly coming back. He blamed the castle, but he still wasn't going to push too hard on that one. Rather than worry about something he couldn't actively fix, he opted to focus on something he could handle.

It was Lois' birthday and he assumed there were plans being made with Clark, the two of them were engaged and it'd be rude of Oliver to try and take up too much of her time, but he at least wanted to keep up a tradition.

He'd made 'loose' plans with Lois, just in case the castle went crazy or she decided to sleep half the day away. Either way, he was at her door now, knocking lightly, just in case.]

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[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

[Hey, even on her birthday weekend, Lois still had work to be doing. She shoves her papers in a big square pile and barely looks up.]

Come in!

[yeahihidmypants]

[And so he enters, glancing around and smirking at the pile of papers.]

So you really can't just take time off, can you? [It's said with all the admiration in the world.]

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

Smallville suggested I transfer everything to digital format, so it's ... a process.

[yeahihidmypants]

You're still keeping originals, right? [He assumes she is, but he'll just double check.]

The castle does like to play hinky with tech.

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

And vandals like to play hinky with my originals. It's a problem.

[yeahihidmypants]

[He nods, and tilts his head to the side]

Two options... I can upgrade your door or you can store your originals in Watchtower. It's not exactly a public place and only people with keycard access can get in there.

They tried to get in, but were not successful. Plus, I'm having Fred look into getting me a way around things when the castle goes for black-out mode.

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

A walk-in Watchtower closet of my very own? Now there's the kind of birthday gift a girl can't say no to.

[yeahihidmypants]

Well, it was one of those last-minute gift ideas.

[As in, within the last minute he figured out she probably could use the space.]

I do have another gift, but if you're going to let me get away with storage space, I might have to hold onto the actual wrapped item.

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

[She'll turn all the way around, twisting her pencil between her fingers and grinning]

You won't be getting away with it that easily.

[yeahihidmypants]

[He puts his hands up in a mock-surrender]

I wouldn't have dreamed of trying to hide any gift-like things from you.


(ooc: did Lois ever get a cellphone in the castle? like to connect with the peace patrol or anyone else for that matter? I tried to IM you about it the other day but I think I just missed you being online.)

she does! a peaceberry

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

Smart man. [She gets up] I suppose all this can wait another day.

[yeahihidmypants]

It will all be there tomorrow.

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

So. Where's the table set up?

[yeahihidmypants]

Game room downstairs; I assumed you wanted a public venue for my defeat.

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

It's like you know me.

[yeahihidmypants]

Well, we've been friends for a while. [and in his mind, due to his loss, that's ALL they ever were.]

That sort of intel isn't easy to come by, but I have my sources.

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

Which, if you've learned anything from me at all, you won't share.

[yeahihidmypants]

Oh, I know enough to keep my sources confidential when it comes to both you and Chloe.