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[imatreenow]

For those moments when we're in between posts and need to thread something out.

Please note the date and the type of post - action, written, or voice.

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[Written | 25th of December]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan was expecting a quiet Christmas this year. It's been less than a week since he returned from the draft and with the weather being what it is, he's decided to just ignore the rest of the village entirely and lock himself in his room.

And then he opens his journal to find the following message from Mithos, who clearly hasn't recovered from his kidnapping effects yet: "Hi Yuin. How are you today?"

... Well.]

It's spelled Yuan. And I'm fine, thank you. [After a pause, he adds:] How are you?

[Written | 25th of December]

[imasapling]

[He's happy to see that Yuan replied. Yuan is the first half-elf he's met besides his sister, so he wants him to like him.]

Oh sory Yuan. [he writes it carefully this time.] I'm reely good. Did you no today is called Crismis?

[Written | 25th of December]

[fortunefail]

[That spelling. He knows Mithos is only about six or seven years old right now, but... That's atrocious.]

Christmas. Yes, I know about that.

[Written | 25th of December]

[imasapling]

[He's trying, darnit. He'd never heard of Christmas until a few days ago, so of course he doesn't know how to spell it. And he thinks that's a silly way to spell it anyway, with the ch and the t he can't hear in there.]

Did you? Frayadore told me all about it but I never herd of it before that. Don't you think it's grate? [you get presents and eat a lot of cookies 8U]

[Written | 25th of December]

[fortunefail]

[Who the hell is "Frayadore"? Yuan shakes his head mildly before replying.]

Yes, it is one of the better holidays. [...] Have you received any presents yet?

[Written | 25th of December]

[imasapling]

Yes! I got toys! [it was awesome 8U] And there is alot of cookies here.

What did you get Yuan?

[Written | 25th of December]

[fortunefail]

A box of cookies [From Raine. He is very cautious about these.] and something else. I am not entirely certain what it's supposed to be. [It's a mousepad, Yuan. A Malnosso mousepad.]

[Written | 25th of December]

[imasapling]

That's good. You can eat lots of cookies to! [completely oblivious to the dubiousness of said cookies...]

Reely? What does it look like? [aren't you a grown-up? why don't you know what it is? you know all of the things 8|a]

[Written | 25th of December]

[fortunefail]

It's round and flat. Made of rather peculiar, flexible material. [His best guess is a frisbee.]

[Written | 25th of December]

[imasapling]

[He sits there a while trying to sound out all those difficult words. .....Yeah, no, he has no idea what the last part even says. S-sob...]

Maybee it's a toy.

[Written | 25th of December]

[fortunefail]

Whatever it is, I have no need for it.

[Written | 25th of December]

[imasapling]

That's to bad. [.........................now what does he say? 8|a]

[Written | 25th of December]

[fortunefail]

[...] Do you want it?

[He feels a little guilty, handing useless trinkets to Mithos while he's so young and innocent, but... If it is a toy, he could play with it until he's back to normal.]

[Written | 25th of December]

[imasapling]

[.....8U Wow, Yuan wants to give him a present? Even if he doesn't know what it is, it makes him happy.] Reely?

[Written | 25th of December]

[fortunefail]

Yes, really.

[Written | 25th of December]

[imasapling]

Thank you! That is reely nice of you Yuan.