[turboheaven] catchall for the ghost potentially known as dan

[jiaohua]

squints suspiciously at you. you're tutorialing aren't you. AREN'T YOU.





ok well i guess not

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[foreverphantom]

[ GETS THWAPPED WITH A HANDERKCHIEF

he pulls it out of his face to start threatening whoever threw it at him but settles down once he sees it's just waner ]

What the hell is this supposed to be?

[jiaohua]

It's a handkerchief. You can use it to wipe off the blood of your enemies when it splatters onto you. Or don't, I don't care if you use it or not.

[I do not know why I bothered embroidering that for him, actually.



she makes a face when she realizes thoughtshare just outed the fact that she made him a gift rather than just finding it somewhere. whatever!!]

[foreverphantom]

[ I AM GASPING IN DELIGHT

brimstone, however, just blinks down at the handkerchief in surprise. ]

...huh.

[ this is making him feel a way that he doesn't quite know how to interpret. thankfully, it's not emotionshare, it's thoughtshare, so you don't get to know about it!!! ]

...It'll soak the blood up nicely.

[jiaohua]

[she crosses her arms.]

...consider it a thank you for the running shoes.

[foreverphantom]

...I was getting them for myself anyway. A second pair was basically nothing.

[jiaohua]

[waner shrugs at that, letting the matter drop.]

Anyway. What were you looking so sour about a second ago?

[foreverphantom]

[ sighs ] We have to make "gifts" for that stupid rule. What am I supposed to do for that?

[jiaohua]

That depends on who you'd be sending it to. Did you have someone in mind already?

[foreverphantom]

...yes.

[jiaohua]

Who, then? That should give you somewhere to start.

[foreverphantom]

...Jiaoqiu.

[jiaohua]

[haha. she thought so.]

You know him pretty well. What do you think he would like?

[foreverphantom]

...no, I don't.

I just know he likes spicy food.

[jiaohua]

That's easy enough. There is interesting stationery here - perhaps you could put together a book of recipes for him.

[foreverphantom]

I think all food is terrible, I can't come up with recipes.

[jiaohua]

So we look through books here for the spiciest recipes we can find. They don't have to suit your tastes; they just have to suit his.

[foreverphantom]

[ she really said we about this.... 🥺 waner i love you bestie ]

...I guess.

Maybe slip a bomb recipe in there too, while we're at it.

[jiaohua]

[she's not even surprised by this.]

Keeping him on his toes, hm?

[foreverphantom]

What's spicier than a mouthful of dynamite?

[jiaohua]

[pfffft. she doesn't bother to hide her laugh behind her hand this time.]

I suppose you do have a point.

[foreverphantom]

[ he's smirking at that for a moment but then he remembers the actual task at hand ]

...so I have to actually make this? Like, by hand?

[jiaohua]

It shouldn't be too hard. Find stationery you think he might like, write out the recipes we find by hand, and then I suppose you could poke holes into the papers and bind it together with thread, no?

[she doesn't know anything about bookbinding. is there a three-hole punch around here somewhere. probably.]

[foreverphantom]

[ he understands the mechanics of it, it's just...

I've never made anything before. ]

[jiaohua]

And now you're about to. There's a first time for everything.

[she gives him a gentle nudge to get him moving.]

Come on. Pick some stationery out.

[foreverphantom]

[ grumbles and grabs just. a handful of the first stationery he sees. ]