Open Post: Who invented this calendar anyway?

[futaille]

How unfortunate.

Yes, Grantaire was fully aware that the year being longer at the mansion would logically cause seasons to drift when someone kept track of the old calendar, or at least what had been pinned down as the old calendar for convenience sake, which was almost necessary when people's arrivals weren't necessarily tied to the day they left. He hadn't given it too much thought last year, when his birthday, such that it was, arrived in spring like he was used to.

Dark, though, was unfortunate. Not inappropriate for the next notable anniversary coming up, but for this one, not at all. Of course, it wasn't as if he would have been planning much in the way of an event, Dark or no, but it would have been nice to treat himself to something or other, regardless.

Instead, he has installed himself in the game room, where he is carefully balancing dominoes on their ends to make a domino rally on the billiards table. It's a nice large flat surface, so it should work nicely. Have to keep entertained somehow.

Comments

[vineleaves]

Well, Étienne might not have been planning an event, but Dionysus has been planning things for this day for quite some time now. Around dinnertime he comes and finds him, wrapping his arms around Étienne's waist from behind.

"Happy birthday, love." Dionysus has on a wine red chiton (made of a nice wool, because of the season) with gold trim and a golden band that wraps around his midsection and crisscrosses over his chest. He's got golden leaves in his hair to match, and has styled his bangs so they frame his face in the specific way he's noticed Grantaire favors.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Grantaire," says Susan, hovering at the door.

[sagramore]

"What's all this, what art thou up to?" By now he's fully recovered from his Dark-induced fever, and he pokes his head in curiously.

[untamedantinous]

Enjolras, contrary to some people's beliefs; does in fact pay attention to the calendar. It may be a strange calendar with months all out of joint, but he has been here over a year now, and with time comes familiarity. So, noting that Grantaire's birthday fell during Dark, he had planned ahead. It had taken some searching until he had found Grantaire's haunt, but he knocks on the door-sill, package in hand.

"That looks...complicated."