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[thedreamer]

the doctor

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— the start of october

[theidlemaiden]

[ After their odd little reunion in Caden's markets, Hilda had, begrudgingly, done the favour that the Doctor had asked of her. But in typical Hilda fashion she had fulfilled the request and then some. Managing to track down the room that he's staying at the Sarstina but finding it empty, Hilda leaves her gift for him on the table in his room.

The tiered wooden jewelry box looks sturdy and polished from the outside, making it seem unordinary - at least until he opens the compartments. The drawers are lined in a dark blue velvet, smooth to the touch and embroidered with various Abraxian constellations and arcana symbols. And in each drawer? Each drawer holds a patterned bow tie. There's about six of them; the first one is a little more plain while the others seem to progress in boldness when it comes to print or colour. From their romp the markets he seems the sort who probably doesn't mind a little variation in his wardrobe choices. And when in doubt, options are always good. At least Hilda thinks so.

Accompanying the box is a neatly written note in the shape of a bowtie. ]

𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴, 𝘋𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳.

𝘹𝘹 𝘏𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘢

Delivery in the Horizon

[divinityfrompain]

[ The next time the Doctor goes to his Tardis in the Horizon, he will find that the base of it is absolutely covered and decorated with a variety of beautiful flowers of all colors. It was lovingly planted around the edges and will never stop blossoming or go anywhere unless he wants it to. ]

— december gift delivery

[theidlemaiden]

[ At some point in December when the Doctor returns to his room at the Sarstina, he'll find a neatly but beautifully wrapped box waiting for him. There seems to be a trend with the gifts Hilda is giving him but she hopes that he won't mind terribly.

Upon opening the box he'll be greeted with several embroidery hoops, each one with a space motif. And perhaps, somewhere on one of them, he'll see a familiar, but small looking spaceship, rocketing across the night sky. They come with all the hardware required to hang them up on the walls if he so wishes. Tucked behind them, the Doctor will also find another bowtie, one a little more fancy than the others she had made him. With the upcoming festival and parties coming up, she hopes he'll get some wear out of it then. ]

𝘋𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳,

𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘍𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘌𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵! 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.

𝘹𝘹 𝘏𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘢

[techmaturgy]

[The package is an unassuming one, of brown paper, the wax seal on it the only indication of its sender.

Inside is an astrolabe, reflecting Abraxan astrology. In the dark, the Doctor will find that it glows blue, not unlike what he saw on the pocket watch that Astarion was showing off.

No note! But it's probably not hard to guess who it's from.]

mail delivery • from solvunn

[carmesi]

[the package is non-descript, but it's definitely big enough to pique the curiosity of the recipient as to open it as soon as possible. it's definitely been checked through, tied up back into its box after the fact. inside, an amount of homemade goods have been stacked atop each other: candles, soaps, and moisturizing lotions.

a neat box lies at the bottom, though, and once unwrapped, it'll reveal a bowtie, evergreen in color, with a wooden carving accent to accessorize it further.

a small note sits under the box.]

Happy Winter Solstice.
𝓦anda 𝓜aximoff

[divinityfrompain]

[ An excited scribble comes across his eyes, filtered to him. ]

Doctor!!!!! I think Endrborrin heard me! She's sent special butterflies to my flowers!

[thedreamer]

[ He is, of course, delighted to hear this, knowing how important it's been to her. ]

𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊! 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛! 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝙸'𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜! 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜? 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎, 𝚎𝚑? 𝙱𝚒𝚐, 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢?

[theidlemaiden]

[ There's some nebulous timeline around when this is sent, but assume it's either during or shortly after her gossip sessionwith Julia (mostly because there's no way she's letting this go unspoken). ]

𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢.

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘺, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱.

[thedreamer]

[ He doesn't understand this gossip thing. Or courtship. Well, he understands the meaning of the word, but not its application in this context. ]

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊?

[divinityfrompain]

We lost someone. Not lost as in went home, lost as in he died.

And everyone's so sad.

And I miss you.

[thedreamer]

𝙽𝚎𝚛𝚘 - 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠. 𝙸 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝙸'𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙳𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞?

𝙸𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚒𝚝? 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚝𝚘𝚘.

[pathologise]

I think something's wrong with me.

[thedreamer]

𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 '𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎' 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚡, 𝚘𝚛 '𝙼𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚜' 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐?

𝙾𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚎 - 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.

Post AU event

[sonofacesius]

So, I don't know if you experienced that mass hallucination or whatever that was but I wanted to check if you were okay.

I took a nap. Feel very rested.

I know some people aren't.

[thedreamer]

Lᴏᴠᴇʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ғʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ! I'ᴅ sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ʙᴜᴛ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ʜᴀs sʜᴏᴡɴ sᴏ ғᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ғʀᴏɴᴛ.

Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ sᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍsᴇʟᴠᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ғɪɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ɪs ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʏ-ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʏ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪs ғᴀʙᴜʟᴏᴜs ʟᴜᴄᴋ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ғᴀɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ Y. Wʜɪᴄʜ I ᴀᴍ!

Nᴏᴡ, ʜᴏᴡ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ?

— days after they're back

[pathologise]

Thank you for giving her back to me.

[thedreamer]

[ Oh, he didn't do anything much. ]

I just gave a little nudge, I'm good at that. Nudging and shoving aficionado from way back.

[ There's a gentleness to his tone, though, an understanding. ]

You alright?

Backdated closer to when they got out of the crater plz forgive the wait

[divinityfrompain]

Hi.

you're perfect, all good! <3

[thedreamer]

𝖧𝗂. 𝖦𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍! 𝖨 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉. 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗃𝖺𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾. 𝖧𝗂, 𝖩𝗎𝗅𝗂𝖺. 𝖠𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒?

During The Crisis

[divinityfrompain]

Doctor, I saw someone say the Free Cities got attacked, are you alright?

[thedreamer]

𝖨'𝗆 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾! 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖨'𝗆 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 - 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅, 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈, 𝗇𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖾𝗏𝖺𝖼𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖠𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖺. 𝖶𝖾'𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾. 𝖠𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾, 𝖩𝗎𝗅𝗂𝖺?

week 1 | event 19

[beautifullies]

[ Between Zagreus and Michael, Claire has been resting at least, but she needs something other than rest, other than a few minutes of quiet, and she lets out a soft breath. ]

𝐼 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑢𝑠𝑦, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑔.

[ Some magic healing has helped (not hers) but there are still too many children trying to scratch their own skin off, little hands wrapped with tape the best she can, trimming fingernails down to the quick.

She needs a hug, desperately. ]

[thedreamer]

[ She only needs to ask once and he'll be there so quickly, it's almost as if he were already ten steps ahead of her. As though the question was answered before the thought occurred to her. ]

𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖨'𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀!

[ All the time in the world for her. ]

august nocwich - why not second verse, same as the first?

[furibund]

[ Nebula's always kept busy. Given the infrequent visits to Nocwich and - in particular her own desire to avoid it - that meant this being a rare time she did visit meant she was particularly busy. A decision she's having mixed feelings about - simultaneously tired of people but not mad she's done it. She refuses to give a word to it. ]

[ And unlike her first time here, she has a small spattering of pocket change that can be used for something beneficial. They don't exactly present weapons for purchase - annoying - but among them all she sees a small spattering of trinkets that she... glances at and ignores. Instead she's interested in the small collection of wires and other bits that could be useful.]

[ For Rocket, not for her. ]

[ That she almost doesn't notice the man nearby - almost. Because although she doesn't exactly stiffen she straightens at the sight of the stranger Spaceman and tilts her head: ]

Do you always manage to find people?

[ It sounds a little less accusatory than she wants it to. Like she's not actually mad, ugh ]

[thedreamer]

[ In contrast, of course, very much like him — the Doctor is always eager to visit Nocwich. It's a chance to see those from other territories, the friends he's made in his time here, but more than that, he's never one to shy away from making new friends, meeting people he's never met before.

There are many faces he's always most hopeful to see when he comes here, those he hopes might just happen to be visiting at the same time, though he knows of some who more than likely might prefer to avoid coming here too often. So it's with that in mind he's pleasantly surprised to see Nebula.

And his smile is an easy and very soft one at the sight of her. He's glad to see her, very glad. ]

I do make it a habit. A promise, in fact!

[ Even if he doesn't always have occasion to say it aloud. ]

You're just the one I wanted to see!

[ This makes logical sense in his mind, even if he hadn't been sure to count on even searching for her in the crowd today. ]