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[It had been a little while since Caitlyn had heard from Viktor. It was nothing unusual, getting radio silence from him for days, but since Viktor wasn't the most social of people and Jayce wasn't here to make sure he was taking care of himself, Caitlyn felt obligated to fill that position. They were friends, so she worried about him, even if they weren't as close as she was to Jayce. Still. She knew how rough this place could be, and wanted to help him adjust to this new world as best she could.

Since it's been a bit, Caitlyn decided to pay him a visit. It was unannounced, even though it wasn't a spur of the moment decision. She honestly wondered if maybe unannounced was better, that way he couldn't tell her not to come. He'd feel obligated to let her in, and she could actually see how he was doing.

So here she was, knocking on the door to his place. A bag was tucked in her arms, filled with some goodies she had made (some simple danishes, as well as a handful of egg bites with various toppings), as well as her favorite blend of tea. If nothing else, she can make sure he has some food while she checked up on him.]

[she. has so many mixed feelings about contacting Viktor right now. she lowkey wants to know what he knows, if he'd disappeared too, but she's not going to ask him right out. this place does weird things to people's memories, and she knows this.]

so... i have an idea on how you can pay me back, now.

[It's early in the 25th morning. Most people are still sleeping and the sun is only about to send its first rays to break the darkness of the night sky. But then there is a sudden knock on a door. Huh?! Who could it be! Whenever Viktor gets to the door, be it immediately or hours late they will find a christmas wreath with white roses placed on their doorstep. There might even be snowy (or wet!) small hoof marks leading away from the present. Hm. I wonder, who indeed did deliver this?

On the wreath there is a letter that reads:]

To Viktor,

I hope you have found Aldrip treating you well, despite the rough start. Please, if there is anything you might need help with do not hesitate to let me know. Those born with less ought to support each other. There will be a feast held at the Inn’s tavern for the next 12 days and I welcome you to enjoy it for free. There will be warm food, treats and homemade mead and wine for you to indulge in. I hope to see you there.

Merry Christmas.

Signed,
Richard Plantagenet, The Duke of Gloucester

[ooc: There will be no ic mingle log for the feast. But feel free to either handwave or thread it out!]

Edited 2024-12-25 16:56 (UTC)

[Late morning on December 29th, Viktor would hear a knock at the door. For once, it was not Caitlyn, but an employee of the bar she sent on a delivery run. The man delivered three packages.

The first, a personal sized chocolate cake. It was poorly iced, clearly pointing to the fact that it was completely homemade, and some angles were definitely off. Don't judge, Caitlyn tried her best!! She's new to this whole baking thing, especially with only one eye.

The second, a goodie bag of various other treats, like she always brings him. Homemade egg muffins, breads, cookies, and such.

The third, a gift-wrapped box. When opened, it reveals a textbook on some science topic that she can't begin to comprehend.

There's also a handwritten note inside that simply says 'Happy Birthday -C' in a very elegant script.]

[Silco understood the value of this current state, and he was unwilling to face whatever this world required and lose this inspiration. It reminded him far too much of the good old days when he had killed Vander and took the Lanes by force, pulling the levels of the undercity under his rule through his Chem-Barons. It had been such a rush.

There was a certain prowling spring in his step as he made his way to Viktor and formally boy genius' scientific research laboratory. He had kept his distance in the past to determine how much Viktor would be tempered with the presence of the Councilor, but that seemed a moot point. No, this was the time for action.

He stepped into the laboratory and his blue eyes moved around to search for Viktor. Under the effects of the wish seed, he looked healthier with a few extra inches to his height and filled out with muscle across his frame. His left eye glowed blue like a hextech gemstone rather than red, and he seemed perfectly confident with the subtle changes to his own appearance.]

It's been awhile, boy. What inventions have you created for the betterment of the city and its population?

hey, Viktor. mind if I come by for a little while?

[she wants to check on him...]

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