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( not that far off from lenalee's suggestion of january, then. )
Really? I think Collette's is around then too.
Really? I think Collette's is around then too.
Christmas eve, she said.
( he's still pretty unfamiliar with the holiday itself, but he has a better idea of its date by now, at least )
Hahahah that sounds fun.
( he's still pretty unfamiliar with the holiday itself, but he has a better idea of its date by now, at least )
Hahahah that sounds fun.
( this is collette knocking at your door, lavi!
with a box resting in her lap. )
with a box resting in her lap. )
[ He glances from the parcel to her, brightening, before he works on prying it open with a subdued kind of eagerness.
He can already tell what it is from the shape and weight, but that doesn't make it any less exciting. If anything, it only makes it more so because what could it be about and—
Oh. Count on Lenalee to know the way to his little historian heart. His face lights up even more as he runs fingers over title and spine. ]
This is great! I haven't gotten to this part in history yet. Thanks, Lenalee! [ Finally tearing his eyes from the book to beam back at her. ]
He can already tell what it is from the shape and weight, but that doesn't make it any less exciting. If anything, it only makes it more so because what could it be about and—
Oh. Count on Lenalee to know the way to his little historian heart. His face lights up even more as he runs fingers over title and spine. ]
This is great! I haven't gotten to this part in history yet. Thanks, Lenalee! [ Finally tearing his eyes from the book to beam back at her. ]
Good idea! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° But for now you should think about your own birthday.
[ the kindling catches, and her lips curl like paper, up up up (the care with which he touches it, as though it were still a freshly-bound book and not yellowed by age)- seems that her 100% approval rating hasn't gone anywhere ]
I thought you might like it. "Repeating the past" has never been so accurate a saying as it is here, and all...
I thought you might like it. "Repeating the past" has never been so accurate a saying as it is here, and all...
[ Most definitely not, she's still number one. His nose crinkles as his grin takes on a more amused hint. ]
No kidding. It's pretty amazing . . . [ Sorry for the trailing off, but he can't resist taking a peek inside the book. Lovingly thumbing through some pages and it's tempting to just plop down right there and start reading.
But no, he can exert some self-control and shut it again after a moment. ]
It's perfect.
No kidding. It's pretty amazing . . . [ Sorry for the trailing off, but he can't resist taking a peek inside the book. Lovingly thumbing through some pages and it's tempting to just plop down right there and start reading.
But no, he can exert some self-control and shut it again after a moment. ]
It's perfect.
[The swelling in her chest is pride, happily.]
You're laying the flattery on so thickly I'll need a butter knife to scrape it off. I don't mind if you'd like to read it now. [ she can see he's itching ] Just- come by for coffee later, maybe? You can impress me with some of what you'll have learned.
You're laying the flattery on so thickly I'll need a butter knife to scrape it off. I don't mind if you'd like to read it now. [ she can see he's itching ] Just- come by for coffee later, maybe? You can impress me with some of what you'll have learned.
Is that alright? [ It feels kinda rude, but yeah no he's like an eager puppy who got told there's a long walk in the very-near future. He can't deny he wants to go read it.
And well, if there's still coffee in it for him later . . . ]
I'd love that, I haven't had your coffee in what feels like ages.
And well, if there's still coffee in it for him later . . . ]
I'd love that, I haven't had your coffee in what feels like ages.
( She shoots him another grin, rollin' right on by and twisting around to then roll backward further inside once outside the range of his motion, the door, or any other obvious impedement. )
Happy Birthday, birthday boy! How's it feel?
( Second person she's been on time for when a birthday came up -- or third, she remembers Miles -- who hasn't been off galavanting with pirates or goodness knows what else at the time. )
I made this for you!
( She taps on the top of the (rather unremarkable) box. )
Happy Birthday, birthday boy! How's it feel?
( Second person she's been on time for when a birthday came up -- or third, she remembers Miles -- who hasn't been off galavanting with pirates or goodness knows what else at the time. )
I made this for you!
( She taps on the top of the (rather unremarkable) box. )
[ He closes the door behind her once she's outside that range before following her further inside. ]
Thanks! It feels . . . [ A dramatic pause before he declares, quite cheerfully: ] Like it's not my birthday at all! It's weird what with times being different between here and home an' all.
[ That, and he didn't get to celebrate Bookman's birthday on the fifth, so it just feels weird. A disturbance of yearly rituals, one of the precious few constants in his life. More than anything it feels like his time has stopped now that he's returned to Exsilium.
But that's not something to dwell on right now. His attention goes to the box in her lap and he crouches in front of her to study it with curious interest. ]
Ohh, what is it?
Thanks! It feels . . . [ A dramatic pause before he declares, quite cheerfully: ] Like it's not my birthday at all! It's weird what with times being different between here and home an' all.
[ That, and he didn't get to celebrate Bookman's birthday on the fifth, so it just feels weird. A disturbance of yearly rituals, one of the precious few constants in his life. More than anything it feels like his time has stopped now that he's returned to Exsilium.
But that's not something to dwell on right now. His attention goes to the box in her lap and he crouches in front of her to study it with curious interest. ]
Ohh, what is it?
How far off are you from your birthday based on time back there?
( She's genuinely curious, even if she's subscribed to setting her mental clock to both here and a half ear spent thinking about home.
Though with him crouched in front of her like that, she has to grin. )
Isn't the birthday boy's supposed to open presents to figure out that answer?
( Teasing, she gets her hands under the box and slides it forward, closer to Lavi. It's pretty much a cube, and clearly fashioned from a box not meant to be that size. The ingenuity of necessity as a design. )
It's not much, but I had some free time when Gilbert was out of the kitchen, and I wanted to try again since last month, so...
( So it's her second attempt at a cake. And it is still ugly. There is nothing pretty about this cake, though it does smell nice, and the frosting looks like real frosting, and it is presumably mostly cake shaped, but there's no real getting away from the fact...
... It is an ugly cake inside that box. )
( She's genuinely curious, even if she's subscribed to setting her mental clock to both here and a half ear spent thinking about home.
Though with him crouched in front of her like that, she has to grin. )
Isn't the birthday boy's supposed to open presents to figure out that answer?
( Teasing, she gets her hands under the box and slides it forward, closer to Lavi. It's pretty much a cube, and clearly fashioned from a box not meant to be that size. The ingenuity of necessity as a design. )
It's not much, but I had some free time when Gilbert was out of the kitchen, and I wanted to try again since last month, so...
( So it's her second attempt at a cake. And it is still ugly. There is nothing pretty about this cake, though it does smell nice, and the frosting looks like real frosting, and it is presumably mostly cake shaped, but there's no real getting away from the fact...
... It is an ugly cake inside that box. )
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