Event Log: Gifts from the Door

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone taking place in the event
What: Random stuff showing up all over Hadriel!
Where: Throughout the islands
When: Oct 5th-8th
Warnings: None

For once, something terrible isn't about to happen- unless you think that getting stuff is terrible, in which case it absolutely is! On the morning of October 5th, items will start appearing all over Hadriel from various other worlds. These items are generally small in size, but are absolutely not from Hadriel and not anything that the gods could have really created, given their limited knowledge about the customs and culture of whatever world you're from.

It's just as well really, because some of this stuff is alien to you as well. Different things from different worlds are all liable to show up and they don't always wind up matched to those whose worlds they're from.

So maybe you wake up with a candy bar on your pillow- or maybe you find some coins that look alien to you, or a necklace, or something else that you may be unfamiliar with. The only way to find out what it is is to ask, right?

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Comments

[toiletseat_girl]

[George is wandering the coastline when she almost trips over the doll. weird. Eleven is the only person here who might be young enough for a doll, but she's not the doll type and she can't think of any other little girls around here who would be, either. so, she's plenty skeptical about it and where it came from, but she carries it along with her, because finders keepers, right? granted, she hasn't played with dolls in like, ever but maybe she can put it in her room or something. make it a little less boring.

it's a thought, right? not a completely terrible one]

[such_a_teez]

[The coastline has been a veritable goldmine for Tyki since the items have started showing up. And he's shamelessly been collecting as much as he can, making trips out to grab at things for his current secret project. This trip has been mostly coins and papers unfortunately. Nothing that really excites him. But it's worth the traveling anyway, it's less interesting if he gets good things every time.

Tyki really doesn't have much interest in George at first, and he doesn't intend to stop. But he does slow down to give a small bow, and a good day to her before starting back on his way. And then stopping. And backtracking quickly.] Oi. Let me take a look at that, will you? [He didn't get a good look, but he swears that he caught a bare breath of Road's perfume on the thing, and he needs to know if it's her's.]

[toiletseat_girl]

[she, conversely, has had much poorer luck. maybe because somebody already went ahead and snagged all of the good shit. but whatever, between her job at the Clinic and her parttime job at the Lab, it's rare that she gets the chance to just do as much nothing as she pleases. and right now, she pleases to do all of the nothing.

nobody has much interest in George. not here, not at home either. she's used to it by now. mostly. and she flashes a quick, slightly crooked smile and says hi back and is on her way.

except now he's following her. wut.

okay. she gets a slightly confused expression]

That? What that? This that? [she takes the doll out from under her arm and shows it to him]

[such_a_teez]

Yes, that. [Tyki's expression softens entirely when he sees the doll, melancholy slowly taking over his features. It's her's, her most abused and played with doll. And it aches to see it, especially in the hands of someone outside of the family.

He misses them. He misses them so much that it aches, twisting inside of his gut like as if the Teez were all trying to burst free from him. It pulls and stabs and rips at him and he would do anything to go home right now.

If he can't do that, he needs to have that doll at least. If it smells like her and feels like her still, it will be treasured.]

What would it take to get that from you? It belongs to my family.

[toiletseat_girl]

Oh. [she takes a closer look at the doll. it doesn't seem like anything special, but judging from the look on his face, it is.

he looks a little worse for wear, like seeing the doll was a gut-punch. there are things from home that would elicit a similar reaction from her, but she's lucky enough that none have shown up.

she's half-tempted to just hand it over, but then he asks her what it would take. and she's just mercenary enough to ask]

Have any books?

[such_a_teez]

Nothing too exciting. [Tyki reaches into a pocket that lines the inside of his coat, and pulls out a small book. It's very old fashioned, with soft brown leather for it's cover and the letters pressed and embossed into it reads The Woman in White in gold. It's one of Tyki books, one from home personally, but he would gladly give it up for that doll.]

It's a mystery novel. A good read, if you'd like an endorsement before you trade.

[If she takes it, she'll find when she reads it the bare bit of wear on the sides of the spine from being held many times. Some of the pages are a bit bent, and it has a bookmark inside towards the end. It's very well loved, and if she didn't have the doll Tyki wouldn't even consider trading it.]

[toiletseat_girl]

Books are always exciting. [she has two: a copy of "A Tale of Two Cities" which was in her courier bag from home and a first edition of "Jane Eyre" she found in the shops and is hoarding jealously. no one else can read it unless she's in the room with them at the time and she makes people wash their hands before even touching it.

and she definitely perks up when she sees the title of the book]

Actually, I've read it before. It is really good.

[she definitely wants it. books are rarer than diamonds around here and just as highly prized by her. but she's trying to play it cool, considering for a moment before extending a hand holding out the doll, her other arm reached out to claim the book]

Count of three, both of us hand over our stuff. One. . . two. . . three.

[such_a_teez]

Then we're both going to be happy.

[He doesn't want to wait. He wants to snatch the doll away, he's unstable and irritated and he's struggling with every motion he's making. But he forces himself to smile at her idea, the count to motion, as if it's a funny game. And it takes all of him to go through with it calmly for the sake of the act.

That's it. Stay calm. Behave.

No matter what he feels inside.

Once he has that doll in his hands he's nearly overwhelmed by the smell of it. It's such an old, ugly doll. Broken and nearly useless. But it smells like the perfume that his niece wears, and it's strong and permeating. Holding it feels like home and nostalgia. And while he'll miss his book, it's far better that her doll is in his own hands and not a stranger's grasp.]

That's better. It's in good hands now. [Tyki sighs, and the doll disappears into a pocket. Which smooths out as if nothing went into it at all.] It's been a pleasure doing business with you. [Only it hasn't, because it's his belonging. Or Road's at least. And he's not very pleased at having to trade for it at all. But he has to behave himself, or nothing he's worked for will mean anything.]

[toiletseat_girl]

Nice when it works out that way, isn't it?

[patience is a virtue. at least, that's what people have told her. but she doesn't entirely trust this guy to make the trade, so that's what the count is for.

yes, behave.

she does it all the time when she doesn't feel like it. part of living in a small town, if you run around being an asshole, everyone's gonna know about it.

and now she has the book! awesome! that brings her books up to a grand total of three, which is three more than anyone else has. not that she's paying attention to these kinds of things. (except that she totally is) she works full time at the Clinic and part time at the Lab and there are still too many hours in the day. and she can't spend all night at the Speakeasy]

That's good. [she notices that. that was weird] Yeah, you too. [and she's on her way, book tucked neatly into her courier bag. she's going right home to read it. and then probably reread it]

[such_a_teez]

[And Tyki's off as well, without so much as a second though. He has what he wants, and now it's time to go back to finding things to hoard.]