♚ IC Contact for Sirens' Pull ♚

[pullsheavendown]

What am I supposed to say to this thing?

[10 seconds pass]

I'm Roxas. This is my phone.

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[thanksgiving gift whoopwhoop]

[hikari_no_kundou]

[He had not said anything after a recent announcement on the network, but he had remembered part of his conversation over coffee with the young ex-Nobody, the mention of names, and friendships. Privately, Eraqus hopes this is not overstepping bounds on Thanksgiving.. ]

[A large envelope has been left for Roxas, his name written in unfamiliar bold handwriting. It may have been delivered to Kahve or dropped off at his home by one of Eraqus' apprentices (because he certainly doesn't know either location yet in the city).

[But whatever the where, inside the envelope, Roxas'll find three carefully folded origami birds. Once pulled out and carefully put on display, the paper shapes aren't just birds - three phoenixes, each a different shade of red, with a little mark of mastery printed at the end of the tail. One for the two left behind, and one in memory of an absent friend.]

[pullsheavendown]

[Thanksgiving isn't a holiday where he's accustomed to giving or getting presents, so Roxas is surprised when he opens the envelope—but that feeling subsides and is swiftly overtaken by another emotion that's harder to name. Whatever it is, it leaves him feeling a little choked up.

He'll have to stop by the House of Departure and thank the Master for his gift later. These days, they have little enough to be grateful for, so it's important to show appreciation for what they've got. But first, he takes the time to place the phoenixes on the windowsill in his room, where the light will hit them first thing each morning when it breaks through the darkness. The one with the brightest red goes in the middle, its friends close by on either side.

Just as it should be.]