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milliways_bar2005-12-24 02:43 pm
futures_of_ash) wrote in milliways_bar2005-12-24 02:43 pm
An odd sort of Santa
The door opens a slim, delicate woman steps in, blond, blue eyed and almost pixie-ish. She doesn't look around, she doesn't even seem to realize she's in Milliways. No, her arms are full of small packages and she moves with an almost marionette-like jerkiness. If anyone were to pay attention, to look, to notice, they'd see her eyes, blue as sky and as empty. Soulless.
A puppet being ridden by a higher power.
She lays the packages on Bar's surface, speaking only names for the recipients.
Alanna
((ooc:Mun apologizes for the delay, but photoshop decided to be annoying, then the comp self-destructed, hence you recieve only a description I'm afraid. It's a color modified Dagger costume, with cloak.))
A large, soft package, fulfillment of an old promise. There is a deep, dark cloak that should reach almost to the floor, clasped at the shoulder with the obvious Lioness Rampant pin...ah, but to go under the cloak, now that's something else. Spandex! (or rather unstabel molecules) A full body costume with a stategic cut away. A sword actually, the pommel starting just under the chin, the vambrace stretching along the tops of the breasts and teh blade running to just below the navel. The material near the sword is in lighter shades of lilac, making the shape seem to glow as the rest of the costume shades to near black. That ought to get attention now shouldn't it?
Archie
There is a wonderfully tooled viewing glass, worke din bronze and copper, silver and gold. There is odd writing along the sides, but Rachel doesn't know what it says. To her knowledge, it's a fancy seaman's piece, but in actuality it has the ability not to help with standard sailing, but to help plot courses through time.
Arithon
Arithon's gift is simple. A small crystal sphere in a satin pouch. It's music, of a sort, from a race long past...they had no sound, existing in the depths of space, instead communicating in colors. This crystal holds a color washed lullaby, something interesing and soothing.
Goldilocks
Two items, small and simple seeming. A dark feath pen, blood red along the quill and shading to black at the extremeties. It writes in the same shade of blood red, never fading as it dries.
The second is a dull silver mirror, small enough to wear on a chain around one's neck. It's in a pouch with hand written notes in Gaunt's handwriting as to it's nature. "An interesting piece, but in the end, not worth the trouble. It can show em a great deal, but one has to be specific. When asked to show a person, it does just that, no more, same for places, objects, never offering any more than asked for. Plus the cost is more than I like, it is not my place to bleed, even if it is only a drop or two"
Hank
Hank receives a small data crystal, something from teh far end of the time stream. Information on teh completed human genome and subsequent mutations. A map if you would.
Indy
A small, stone box, dull grey in color is left for Indy. Rumor has it that the box contains the original spark of creation, tired and diminished after teh universe was born, but Rachel certainly doesn't know the rumors. It's a puzzle box, something that in her mind Indy may enjoy...
Magius
A book, nothing more. A personal journal from the Watchers, the beings who observe at the edges of time and report everything back to the Maker. Interesting universal stories, nothing more.
Max
A silver silk pouch with a dark stone mirror inside. There is a sheaf of hand written note senclosed, written in Gaunt's handwriting as to the mirror's nature. "Useful, but on limitedly so. It seems one has to be at least on the same planet as one's target. It's a spying device, seeing and hearing everything one coudl desire, but the limited range make sit useless to me."
Mel
A small doll. The use of this she knows, and notes. A damage doll. It bonds to someone who holds it close for a night and a day, taking on the person's appearance. From thenceforth it receives damages instead of the original, but has a limited capacity. Exteme damages, such as broken bones and death wounds will burn out the doll after one such occurence. Just a little useful thing for someone in Mel's line of work.
Once her arms are no longer burdened, teh girl blinks slowly and looks around with dawning fear, or as clos eto fear as one without a mind can come, and nearly runs to the exit door.
A puppet being ridden by a higher power.
She lays the packages on Bar's surface, speaking only names for the recipients.
Alanna
((ooc:Mun apologizes for the delay, but photoshop decided to be annoying, then the comp self-destructed, hence you recieve only a description I'm afraid. It's a color modified Dagger costume, with cloak.))
A large, soft package, fulfillment of an old promise. There is a deep, dark cloak that should reach almost to the floor, clasped at the shoulder with the obvious Lioness Rampant pin...ah, but to go under the cloak, now that's something else. Spandex! (or rather unstabel molecules) A full body costume with a stategic cut away. A sword actually, the pommel starting just under the chin, the vambrace stretching along the tops of the breasts and teh blade running to just below the navel. The material near the sword is in lighter shades of lilac, making the shape seem to glow as the rest of the costume shades to near black. That ought to get attention now shouldn't it?
Archie
There is a wonderfully tooled viewing glass, worke din bronze and copper, silver and gold. There is odd writing along the sides, but Rachel doesn't know what it says. To her knowledge, it's a fancy seaman's piece, but in actuality it has the ability not to help with standard sailing, but to help plot courses through time.
Arithon
Arithon's gift is simple. A small crystal sphere in a satin pouch. It's music, of a sort, from a race long past...they had no sound, existing in the depths of space, instead communicating in colors. This crystal holds a color washed lullaby, something interesing and soothing.
Goldilocks
Two items, small and simple seeming. A dark feath pen, blood red along the quill and shading to black at the extremeties. It writes in the same shade of blood red, never fading as it dries.
The second is a dull silver mirror, small enough to wear on a chain around one's neck. It's in a pouch with hand written notes in Gaunt's handwriting as to it's nature. "An interesting piece, but in the end, not worth the trouble. It can show em a great deal, but one has to be specific. When asked to show a person, it does just that, no more, same for places, objects, never offering any more than asked for. Plus the cost is more than I like, it is not my place to bleed, even if it is only a drop or two"
Hank
Hank receives a small data crystal, something from teh far end of the time stream. Information on teh completed human genome and subsequent mutations. A map if you would.
Indy
A small, stone box, dull grey in color is left for Indy. Rumor has it that the box contains the original spark of creation, tired and diminished after teh universe was born, but Rachel certainly doesn't know the rumors. It's a puzzle box, something that in her mind Indy may enjoy...
Magius
A book, nothing more. A personal journal from the Watchers, the beings who observe at the edges of time and report everything back to the Maker. Interesting universal stories, nothing more.
Max
A silver silk pouch with a dark stone mirror inside. There is a sheaf of hand written note senclosed, written in Gaunt's handwriting as to the mirror's nature. "Useful, but on limitedly so. It seems one has to be at least on the same planet as one's target. It's a spying device, seeing and hearing everything one coudl desire, but the limited range make sit useless to me."
Mel
A small doll. The use of this she knows, and notes. A damage doll. It bonds to someone who holds it close for a night and a day, taking on the person's appearance. From thenceforth it receives damages instead of the original, but has a limited capacity. Exteme damages, such as broken bones and death wounds will burn out the doll after one such occurence. Just a little useful thing for someone in Mel's line of work.
Once her arms are no longer burdened, teh girl blinks slowly and looks around with dawning fear, or as clos eto fear as one without a mind can come, and nearly runs to the exit door.