crestfallenfor | IC Inbox for Prismatica

šψﾚ∀αïη, ςα▓ ψ⊕u šε▓ mε?

[ Hint: he's right behind him. He's trying to test the limits of his ghost form, though he's sure if Sylvain could actually see him, he would have reacted. ]

[ Byleth is walking around today, getting used to her surroundings when she realized that there was an object on the floor. A crumpled piece of paper, that simply looked too pretty to be mere trash. Picking it up, she looks at the first few lines and notices that its a love letter that's been hastily folded. It must have gotten crumpled when it fell out of someone's pocket. There's no name on it, but that handwriting seems oddly familiar...

First, she knocks on the nearest door. Perhaps it belongs to the resident here?

aka hi sylvain i have your love letter ]

[ s i g h s ]

The former ruler of Sanguis moon received this picture and called it "junk mail." 8 days later Sanguis moon became uninhabitable. A man received this picture and immediately sent out copies, then received good fortune for an entire year, including winning a jackpot lottery. Copy, paste, and send this to 9 people or you will be cursed. Don't take any chances. Sanguis did, and now no one can live there.

sylvain.

[Manuela is actually ready to go when Sylvain arrives. Sort of. She's dressed, her hair is done, her makeup is done...

But she's also shoving the last couple bites of a sandwich into her mouth.]

Got to keep the energy up!

[Whoops. Sauce on the tiddies. Oh well, she'll get that in a moment. Just enjoy the view for now, Sylvain. Or help. Whatever you prefer.]

[ Sylvain gets a nicely wrapped box (the store clerk did it) with a silver bow on top and a little card. Inside are these boots, or the Lunatia brand of them anyway. There is also a collection of gourmet hot chocolate with fun shaped marshmallows. The "fun" shapes might be dicks but he doesn't know that.

The card reads: "Happy Festival, from Felix" ]

[A black box with golden ribbon and a decorative deer antler appears! Happy Holidays - Claude. Inside it contains...]

[A wooden rook tower, a perfect size to fit onto a side table. Rolling out the panel reveals that it's a chess set.
A silver ring in Sylvain's size. It looks like a lion is hugging your finger.
A very comfortable yet durable scarf.]

[ A tiny fox kit will deliver this, wherever the recipient will be staying. It's a magic familiar, after all! ]

☆

[ Delivered to Sylvain is a beautiful set of handmade sweets, each containing a flower embedded within them. They look like little jewels, and are edible! He's also getting a pretty projection lamp, one meant to display beautiful natural sceneries around him when he turns it on— infused with a touch of fox magic! ]

"These winter wishes seem so sweet— and you've been so patient with all I've asked. Thank you for your instruction, and your company... I hope you can share this little gift with those who bring you the most delight and happiness."
~ Princess Kitsuno of Sawa

You have a delivery!!

[ A little present addressed to Sylvain will be delivered on the eve of before the winter celebrations, which include a journal (that's tidily handwritten) with some stories that have puzzle adventures and mysteries, and some almost familiar sounding protagonists— and a hand sewn pair of charms with a fox and cat! It also comes with a selection of handcrafted teas in a box to share. ]

- "Some stimulation can't be seen— but I hope you get the kind you desire. Happy Starlight, as they say back home for me!" - Megumi♥"

[ Even though he'd already sent Sylvain a present, he still sends him a little something now— one that he saw and thought of Sylvain when he did.

It's a photo album, but with a twist. Through some mechanism, the images slipped into it are projected and animated! Short gif style but still fascinating. He hopes Sylvain will enjoy it. ]

Sylvain,
Some memories are better recalled with many to share them with.
I hope this solstice finds you with those that bring you the most joy.
May we never lose the chance to make more memories together.

- Dimitri.

[Sylvain, you might think you're not getting a gift when nothing comes from Manuela. However, that isn't true at all. The next time you go to clean Manuela's place it'll be utterly spotless. The only thing that really stands out is a plate of baked goods and a note.]

My dear Sylvain,

You have put up with so much of my disaster so consider this a day off of having to clean up after me. I know I never asked you to do it and you have volunteered yourself but that still has so much meaning.

You're such a dear. Don't worry, I'll keep it secret.

Enjoy the treats.

Manuela

[The first tragedy is seeing his own face pop up among the auction, ah... offers?? How undignified, who does he speak with to get rid of that, help— He only vaguely remembers discussing this whole auction affair with Hilda and half a box of cheap wine, so Never Again...

The second tragedy is Sylvain! Doing! This thing! Lorenz is already nearby to try and speak to the manager, but wait, this is happening right now—]

What are you doing? Stop. [this is CLEARLY harassment!!]

[ Felix could come over but why do that when you can just text.

Even though he hates texting too. ]

what are you doing

[What Sylvain knows is that he had to give Dedue some quick treatment during the concert incident. What he doesn't know, but likely won't be surprised by, is that the man went back into the fight. And got hurt. Not badly, he is Dedue, but certainly enough for some noticeable bruising on his face.

When Sylvain opens the door, Dedue will look...tired. Drained. He looks hesitant even as he speaks.]

I apologize for bothering you. I simply felt you were the most appropriate one to turn to for this matter.

[A-hem.]

[ which means—here is marianne, coming back to the apartments after an afternoon of working at the community garden, carrying a bag of vegetables and other goodies as she steps out of the elevators and onto her floor. she's about to head right to her apartment when she spots something she hasn't seen before... who let this cute fox in? ]

Hello, there. [ she settles into a crouch next to him, a gentle smile on her face. ] Are you lost?

[ there's no collar or anything she can see. maybe he's a stray? even if he's a very well-groomed stray... or perhaps a moonblessed? in any case, she'll just offer her hand for him to sniff before attempting to pet him. ]

[Dedue has made enough food to feed a small army. Of course none of it is actually for him. Instead, he's coming over to Sylvain's place with some boxes in his muscular arms. One can smell the delicious food already and the containers haven't even been opened yet.

He knocks on the door as best he can then waits. A polite nod is what Sylvain gets when he sees him.]

Since you are not one to cook, I brought you food. You get hungrier during this time, correct?

text; un: unknown - here have a haunted message

slams in here

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text - sending it right on back... with one change

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