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[tokyokingmade]

Letters, messenger birds, one-to-one telepathy, sticky notes, mysterious bags left on doorsteps? Hit him up. Feel free to start threads even if we haven't talked about it.

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early dec onward (envelopes)

[gottacatch]

[ Starting somewhere from early December, Akira will find a handmade envelope tucked underneath his door (or hanging where Charizard's plaque had) with about a mix between three to five petals inside, sometimes with two envelopes separating them with the labelling of 'okay' and 'bad'. All of them are torn apart, the latter always in tinier pieces.

Most of the time they're left late at night. Only the first letter has a note included on it (written in a language that looks like this) that isn't simply Akira's name and the word Petals, that note being written on the front: ]

Don't worry about paying me

[ The memories often align to appreciation, calm and happiness, hope and even love. Strength comes less but exists now and then, and those of the 'bad' category come down to grief and sadness. Those envelopes are rarely left, maybe only twice at most. ]

23/12; mysterious bags left on doorsteps

[gottacatch]

[ There was a knock on the door!! ...at a time when Akira happened to not be around so Holo doesn't have to get stuck in another Red thread, and so the demonoid will find a bag outside his door when he comes back, written hastily on the front 'To Akira From Red'. This is what you get for letting a kid know where you live.

Inside are presents all wrapped up in a plain, brown paper that isn't very festive. There's a cookbook of easy Veren recipes that go into salads, soups, dinners and desserts, as well as treats like smoothies and biscuits. There's also a jar of petal jam, made with petals from the memory tree imbued with memories and feelings of love. (The shop name is probably on the sticker, if Akira's interested for personal reasons)

Also included is a box of biscuits and a small bag containing a variety of candies similar to pear drops, wine gums, hum bugs, as well as hard fruity sweets. Verens style, of course.

Lastly is an envelope packed full of torn up memory petals, all positive, and a message left on the outside of it:

Thanks for inviting me over to make pancakes.
I know I wasn't the best guest but it makes me happy when I remember it - Red

He certainly appreciated it more at a later date.

...also, don't miss that small bag of compost with a piece of paper attached to it that reads: "For Jak" ]

[voice; january 28th]

[lalliho]

If I ask you a question about something illegal will I get in trouble?

[tokyokingmade]

[There's a few seconds of the loud silence that is someone processing what they've heard without actually replying just yet.]

...Uhh, depends on how illegal. Short of killing someone, probably not if I can avoid it. Why, what's up? It's Lalli, right?

[lalliho]

I didn't kill someone.

[So...good! Things are looking...fine.]

Yes, this is Lalli. Is it still a good illegal if it's about explosives?

[tokyokingmade]

"Good illegal" is stretching it, but I think we're coming back into the safe zone. What's the situation?

[lalliho]

Okay.

Are there licenses here? For explosives. So someone can have them and not get in trouble.

[tokyokingmade]

[



why...]

...Lemme look that up and get back to you, alright?

[lalliho]

[LONG DISSATISFIED GROAN fine]

[tokyokingmade]

Hey, give a guy time to check his work, alright?




[About twenty minutes later:]

I'm back, kid. Looks like keeping explosives in the city - and getting found out - will get you tossed in jail unless you've got a demolition or pyrotechnics license, and they're not gonna be handing those out to Otherworlders like candy because you have to be actively employed in one of those professions to hang onto one. On top of that, any explosives that aren't manufactured up to code are illegal across the board.

If you've got any, I wouldn't keep them around, because the codes in question all have to do with making them so they're resistant to being accidentally set off by feelings magic. If your house goes up because someone gets pissy, that will definitely land you behind bars. Just a few months ago some poor kid got time for that, it happens.

[lalliho]

[...He did not consider that accidentally getting set off thing, Emil wears those things when he's working. Gods.]

Ah.

[...ehhhhhn...]

I don't have any. [Not technically a lie!] But thanks for checking. I have to think about this.

[tokyokingmade]

[He's checking for a friend, isn't he.]

Before you go, lemme throw you a hypothetical solution to your hypothetical problem. The Enforcers do have this voluntary surrender provision set up, where people can turn in anything they showed up with and not get in trouble for it. Keeps that shit from falling into criminal hands and all that.

If you really needed to hang onto these things for whatever reason, the laws only cover the city proper and a buffer zone around the suburbs. As long as you're not throwing them at anyone, nobody cares what you're keeping out in your countryside cabin.

[responsible cop]

[lalliho]

[no what shut up]

Mrrrrh...

[They couldn't just leave the explosives out there unattended, Emil would pout. But...he kind of likes their weird, mysterious landlady...]

Okay. [Still not great. And now...] Other weapons, too?

[this small child is Armed]

[tokyokingmade]

[Good god.]

No restrictions on most guns or blades, just on picking fights with 'em. All the prohibited weapons look like they're around cannon levels of firepower.

[lalliho]

[Alright, well. There's a bit more slack on that emotional tie now with that relief. Phew, he gets to keep his things.

...like, he would have kept them anyway, but he's allowed to. Excellent.]

Okay. I don't have a cannon. And I'm good at what I do, I shouldn't have to use them.

[...maybe the knife. But not for fighting people, so.]

[tokyokingmade]

Mind if I ask what you do? Since I'm probably responsible for anything that happens now...

[lalliho]

I'm a night scout.

[That was automatic enough. It'll seem weird to him in a second, though. W...hy...]

Nothing's going to happen. Why would you be responsible?

[tokyokingmade]

We're talking hypotheticals, right? [thaaat's all he's going to say about that.

Night scout, though, huh. Scout with a gun.]

Guess you don't see too much of that kind of work around here. The island's pretty well mapped, and work's cooled down at that temple... [he mentally mumbles.]

[lalliho]

I don't really know what that means. Yes?

[So...]

Mnnh? I don't know what you're talking about. What?

[tokyokingmade]

Just thinkin' out loud. [Or "out loud".] D'you get settled alright, find something to do about money?

[lalliho]

[This is...a weird development. He was just asking about emotionland jail, right?]

I guess? I collected spiders. Our landlady --

[Hrmn. What does he even say...]

My landlady has a cat. It's annoying. But she's okay, I guess.

[tokyokingmade]

That's good to hear. Staying busy is the best way to stay out of trouble. [bullshit] If I hear about any scout jobs, I can point 'em your way. Get you something a little more glamorous to do than...collecting spiders.

[lalliho]

Okay.

[?????? THIS GUY IS WEIRD.]

Thanks?

[Do strangers usually try to hook people up with jobs before they know them? Know their skills?]

...I won't blow anything up if you don't. Just so you know.

[tokyokingmade]

I hear ya. See you around, li'l guy.