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[ On Christmas morning, a drone visits your character's dorm room and drops a package by their door. Once they touch the package, a chip will interact with their implant and a message will be projected in their vision:

Dear Taryon Darrington,

LILITH wishes you a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. We're expecting great things for you in the coming here. Make sure you don't disappoint.

Yours Sincerely,
LILITH

Inside that package, they will find a coffee mug with the periodic table of elements on it.]

[ A gift is left outside, on the doorstep! It's not much; just a small bag of candy with a note:

Merry Christmas and good luck in the New Year! - Yuji Itadori. ]

You.

[ sent at 9:58 pm ]

hey you're an engineer right

[ If that "hot or not" thing was useful for anything, it was putting names to faces and, more importantly, usernames to names.

... Of course, this could be just a bother, but--

(You do want to see Taryon's "Craft", and to show off yours. He seemed interested.

And you remembered. Staring at a piece of wood. Oh, right! You said you'd show him! Idiot. It's not like you have all the time in the world, here.) ]

craft

[ ...

Welcome, another person, to Siffrin's preferred way of starting conversations. ]

[ In the aftermath of it all, as they hold tight for a decision...

(... There's people you want to check on, at least a little.) ]

Hi, Taryon, it's Zagreus.
Do you remember a conversation we had about shoes and certain... ingredients?
Well, I've secured some, if you've the time.

[ yeah he's being vague on purpose, but listen. the internal investigations may have died down, but he's not taking chances. ]

[ When the missing persons are being accounted for and Taryon seems to be among them... ]

you didn't happen to sleepwalk last night did you?

[((Hope it's ok to use this to just!! Show up in person. Hello.))]

[Since it was a bit short notice, Dan Heng does not bring a gift or payment along. Should he? He's. Well. Now that he's here, he maybe should have-

Stop. Just knock.

Taryon there's knocking on your door. If you open it, you can see a young man just...standing there. Trying not to look awkward but only mostly succeeding. He gives a small bow in greeting. There's no spear with him, at least not obviously. Perhaps it's collapsible....

...probably more of note is that he has dragon horns- antlers??- on the crown of his head, and some scales peppering his face. Not a dragonborn, but something akin to one Taryon might be familiar with.]

Hello. I'm Dan Heng. Do I have the right room?

Edited 2024-10-03 04:29 (UTC)

[ A wrapped package can be found at 's door after the Christmas Party. Unwrapping it reveals a Giant Uncle Scrooge Plushie. It's very high quality, higher quality than the one they'd found in the park... Not that he'd remember.

There is a message with the gift, written on a Christmas postcard: ]

Dear Taryon,

I hope perhaps this will stir some memories from the life you have forgotten. I remember you enjoying this character and you once shared a story with me about him. Today is the day of miracles, and it is my hope you will regain what you have lost.

Merry Christmas
-- Ereshkigal, Goddess of Death and Queen of Kûr

( Taryon might not remember Aventurine except for seeing him around, but Aventurine still wants to get into his neighbor's good books just in case he recalls anything in the future. So in a very finely wrapped package there is: a complete set of expensive hair products from shampoo to texturizing mousse to holding spray, expensive cologne, and a gift card to a nice spa outside of LILITH. )

Mister Taryon,
While you may not remember it, we once shared a memorable dance in the desert before I knew you were a neighbor to the good Doctor. It's a shame you can't remember our neighborly adventures, but there's always a chance to make more! May the New Year bring you prosperity,
- Aventurine of Stratagems

[Lilias’s gifts arrive later than is traditional, owing to an ill-timed winter cold—but after her recovery, she chooses to deliver her holiday presents in person. Tucked into a gift bag stuffed with colourful paper are boxes containing a multi-purpose pen and a magnetic wristband, along with a small bottle of pleasant, festive-looking brandy.

A small card is tucked into the bag, bearing a note in a firm, elegant hand:]

Taryon,

I hope your holidays have been as restful and enlightening as you could have wished. In Varisia, tradition dictates that winter gifts should be handmade, but I thought you might enjoy these more than anything I could put together in a timely manner. The other objects I have not tried, but I personally found the drink quite agreeable.

Best wishes,
Lilias

[There is a small box wrapped in paper made to mimic the starry night sky. Or a galaxy. It’s set in front of your door, whenever you may pass through. Inside is a journal! It’s got a nicely detailed cover and metal clasp.

There’s also a small note written in very careful, meticulous calligraphy.]

Happy winter holidays, Taryon.

I meant to have this delivered earlier, but I seem to have lost track of time. ((read: winter keeps knocking him out and IRL holidays were insanely busy)) Paper is harder to come by in this world but the cover of this is like from the books you lent me. I thought you might like it.

-Dan Heng

[ About a week after everyone gets home from Egypt, one of the base robots delivers a medium sized toolbox to Taryon's room at roughly five thirty in the morning.

Inside is a set of engraving tools and various knives suitable for work on bone and leather, like the kaiju materials that Taryon acquired on the trip. The edges on all the knives and chisels are razor sharp, and each is stored in its own protective leather sheath. The handles are freshly carved wood, sanded and oiled to be comfortable in the hand without risking splinters. There's also a reasonable sized ball-pein hammer, a bag of around fifty handmade rivets, and a small rivet-setting anvil.

There's no note, but a signature (村正) is visible on the underside of the striking head of the hammer, the bottom of the riveting anvil, as well as the inside of the toolbox's lid. ]

Taryon, darling.

[He wrote out this simple message hours before, but sat on it debating on sending it for so many agonizing reasons and emotional doomspiraling.

Finally, rather late at night of the day the terrible debacle with Johnny happened, he finally hits send on the hardest thing he has ever had to say:]

I'm sorry.

Edited 2025-06-01 20:50 (UTC)

[It's chaos after Ereshkigal is defeated, and it feels like years until they return to their current to their base of operations where their beds await--well, bed now, as Taryon had invited him to stay with him, and of course Astarion agreed.

They part briefly for him to go grab what few belongings he had but, more importantly, freshen up. His body aches, he is so tired, he has bandages here pr there to cover up the deeper cuts and wounds Taryon's potions hadn't taken full care of, but they weren't necessarily bleeding.

He was...rather low, in that regard. It could become a problem if he didn't take care of it soon, but he should be fine this night. He didn't want to think about hunting for blood, he just wants to be with the human. Together, alone, in peace.

Reaching Taryon's door, he gives it a knock and cracks it open, calling in:]

Taryon...?

[On a morning where Astarion and Taryon hadn't spent the night together, Taryon will wake up to one of the figures of him and Doty, all built--clearly built by someone who has never done anything like it before, but pretty well-constructed considering who had done it. It comes with a note:]

I could not track down one of the ones that talk, but I hope you like this gift nonetheless.
Yours,
Astarion

[When Taryon eventually makes his way to where all his hair care items are, he'll find a box of the figures, unopened. Another note is with it:]

I suspect you would be disappointed I already put the toy together for you, so here is one for you to tinker with.
Yours dearly,
Astarion

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late gift delivery! Can be backdated to like more around New Years or something haha

delivery; end of april.

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