[Lenalee does not rely on what the Initiative has given her and tracks Lavi down herself, using a clever mix of feminine intuition and cheaty speedy boots.
It is in the stairwell that an encounter is made, and she wastes no time in cornering him, something thick and square and wrapped in brown paper folded to her chest.]
[ Lavi hadn't expected the texts he's been getting, people from other worlds actually remembering his birthday, it's quite a marvel.
Lenalee he does more so, but not quite where she corners him on his way out. That part is a surprise. The sight of her standing there with the brown package clutched to her chest is quick to bring a smile to his face though, warmed. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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...
[ 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. ]
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.
Good! [ with a chipper smile, perfectly suitable to the occasion ] I'll see you then. Try to save at least some of it for later- we've no shortage of rainy days.
[ and turns to trot herself back to apartment 407 ]
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It is in the stairwell that an encounter is made, and she wastes no time in cornering him, something thick and square and wrapped in brown paper folded to her chest.]
Happy birthday.
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Lenalee he does more so, but not quite where she corners him on his way out. That part is a surprise. The sight of her standing there with the brown package clutched to her chest is quick to bring a smile to his face though, warmed. ]
Thank you, Lenalee. You didn't have to.
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Most people say "thank you" when offered a present and leave it at that.
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It's just a little weird, 's all. It doesn't really feel like my birthday.
[ What with time being different here. Plus he didn't get to celebrate Bookman's a few days before either and that just makes it feel wrong almost. ]
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[ she pushes the parcel at him, expectant ]
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[ As to be expected of Lenalee! He'll take the parcel eagerly. ] Do I open it here?
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If you'd like.
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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. ]
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I thought you might like it. "Repeating the past" has never been so accurate a saying as it is here, and all...
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Deal! What time? [ He'll probably tear through the material no matter how much time she gives him, but hey it's good to know. ]
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Maybe three?
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Three it is!
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[ and turns to trot herself back to apartment 407 ]
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See you soon! [ And he's turning right around to hurry back to his apartment too so he can start reading this baby aw yeah. ]