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[presgarddihellis]

Who: whoever
When: August 16th
Where: wherever
What: whatever you're up to
Warnings: probably things

[there's still hauntings and places still to explore, after all...]

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[ordimame]

[a sharp exhale, almost like a laugh. he reaches out to pick at the sweet bun Smith left out for him]

At this point, I'm learning to just take things as they come and not ask too many questions.

[presgarddihellis]

Maybe still ask some questions.

... there's a lack of cake of any kind.

And it's the middle of August.

There's no shrine to visit or anything to leave birthday offerings.

[looks at the sweet bun Puck's picking at.]

1/2

[ordimame]

[pauses while chewing on a tiny piece]

[. . .]

[ordimame]

[jerks his hand back as though burned]

— you didn't tell me it was an offering!!

[presgarddihellis]

You didn't ask?

[sorry but. it is a little funny, so he just looks amused.]

Normally, it's polite to offer a meal if it's intended for the person sitting.

[waves a hand]

Don't worry. If anything, the Captain would have deserved having his offering eaten. He ate enough of my food in my dreams as a Nightmare, I'd say it's fair play.

[ordimame]

[JUST. . . . . . SIGHS. shoulders slumping, head bowed]

I'm sorry. . .

[he may not have known, but that is a genuine apology]

. . . is it his birthday soon, then?

[presgarddihellis]

August 16th, I believe. The equivalent of it, anyway.

That world has a very similar calendar, just different in name, really.

And don't worry, he'd probably have been amused. He would be 45, but it has been ten years, after all.

[when you didn't get to celebrate it when he was alive, but...]

[ordimame]

[. . . literally today, then. hah]

I'm sorry for your loss.

[said quietly. genuinely. then glancing down at the sweet bun]

It's too bad there's no liquor in this place for us to share a drink with him, too.

[presgarddihellis]

He was more for tobacco than drink, really.

Pipe smoker.

I think drinking would just make his forgetfulness worse.

[ordimame]

[ah. a man after Puck's own heart]

He and I have something in common, then. [not a booze guy. definitely a nicotine guy] I'd offer him my cigarette, but that's a precious commodity around here.

[he only has one!!]

[presgarddihellis]

A penchant for eating others' foods...

[can't help but to tease.]

[ordimame]

[oh my god]

[makes DIRECT eye contact and steals another piece of that sweet bun]

[presgarddihellis]

[congrats, you get an actual light laugh]

[ordimame]

[good. a li'l grin!]

Speaking of birthdays, when is yours?

[presgarddihellis]

[surprised look because when was the last time someone asked?]

Ah, March 4th. For both, actually.

[Zhou Mingrui and Klein Moretti share the same bday, how convenient!]

[ordimame]

[a quiet mutter to himself. . .]

That's so far away. . . and a pretty eerie coincidence, now that I think about it.

[presgarddihellis]

[he's not going to say the thing again about Coincidences.

because.

calling attention to the Coincidences in his life.

literally never ends well. (this is literally a trauma response)]

Missed it, already, yeah.

[ordimame]

[hm!]

Mien too, for what it's worth. It was June 1st.

[presgarddihellis]

Oh, that really was just missed.

[ordimame]

[flaps a hand]

And hopefully we've managed to find our way back home before the next time it rolls around.

[Smith's too, honestly. he doesn't want to be here come March 4]

[presgarddihellis]

Try not to jinx us too much.

[ordimame]

Hey, hey. . . my luck isn't that bad. It can be pretty crappy, but for the most part, it's gotten me pretty far!

[presgarddihellis]

[laughs in "King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck".]

Alright, alright, I won't doubt you, then.

[ordimame]

[pleased! and he is just. going to pick up the rest of the bun and polish it off. no shame! no guilt! he has permission!]

[presgarddihellis]

[Puck should never be anything like a Nighthawk, Klein thinks, but he does think Captain Dunn Smith would find some amusement in the antics here.

and that's really the more cheering thought.]