[ you can tell how thrilled she is by this sigh that lasts at least 10 seconds ]
Okay, so... we landed on this little tiny planet, hatched a bunch of eggs that turned into screaming jello blobs, and dragged them through all sorts of shit they didn't want anything to do with to get them to this fountain-thing that made them get ripped.
[ in the morning, ramir will find a small package waiting for her just outside her quarters. inside, she'll find a white, knitted pouch, holding an assortment of individually-wrapped cookies, both of which were clearly handmade. beneath the pouch is the familiar alastair symbol in its traditional purple.
along with the package comes a simple card that reads:
[Ramir will receive her gift late into the evening, but it'll be waiting for her. Inside the box is a pair of loaded dice, finely crafted. Left with it is a note:]
Ramir,
Happy Holidays. Hopefully, these will help you out in the future. You won't need luck, just your wit.
[ look she doesn't know these things...! it's still fairly early in the morning, after all, and generally she and achilles would lounge about when they had nothing to do... ]
Perhaps she and Saffron can go out and explore for a bit then. But okay! If you're sure, I'll be over in just a bit.
[ it takes her a little over five minutes, mostly because she hadn't actually gotten out of bed yet. her hair is tamed at this point, at least, though she wears little more than the pajama shorts gifted by haise, and one of those godawful sweaters. ]
Ramir? [ she knocks on the door, saffron yawning loudly at her side. ]
[ The door pops open in a second to Ramir similarly lazily dressed, in just a tanktop and underwear. It's like a morning slumber party, right? Definitely. Pepper darts out immediately past her, to take up sniffing at Saffron's legs. ]
Hey! [ Are you ready for this hug, Olivia, because here it comes. It's a combo hug-and-pull-into-room, because Ramir wastes no time. ] My phone says it's like three days from Christmas, so merry almost-Christmas!
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