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[theboogieman]

Who: The fine crew of the SS Red Fish!
Broadcast: Probably not so much...
Action: You betcha.
When: Barely forward-dated to Halloween!

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[welcome to the Red Fish, the ship that always looks ready for Halloween anyway.

while today is a popular Earth holiday, it's also Zhas' birthday, and he has probably mentioned it to everyone on board in an unsubtle way over the last few weeks. there are a hilarious number of jack-o-lanterns around the ship, showing off skull-face carvings of... varying quality. thanks, Syeira!

what's in store on this spooky night? HILARITY, probably.]

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[theboogieman]

[being as distracted as he is right now, she'll have no problems getting him to hold still for said bracelet-ing. he stares at it, trying to comprehend that this is a thing that is now his, for no reason other than goodwill.

she was thinking about him a lot, today. and that's a very kind thing to imagine, being in the life of another person. the endless loop of infinity; he's never thought much about the symbol before, but maybe he'll start now.]

... It's pretty. [which he doesn't mean in a bad way, lifting his wrist up with a very small smile still playing on his face.] Like a charm...

[child_of_bhaal]

[She doesn't quite preen at his compliment, but she's cheeky pleased nonetheless.]

Charm is pretty accurate, actually. If we're ever in a situation where your ability to move is hindered, I can fix it if you're wearing this.

[It's a very practical gift!]

[theboogieman]

...Like with magic?

[even inebriated, he's pretty sure she doesn't mean... physical restraints, so much. still, that's a helpful little thing. he lowers his arm, but not for very long--just a couple of seconds later, he lifts it enough to see the bracelet again.]

You know... That's okay. If it's yours. [the magic, he means. oh, and by the way--he's absolutely still holding a giant sword in his other hand.]

[child_of_bhaal]

[Actually! It works on physical hindrances too. She'll be sure to show him some time.

Right now, she is basking in this moment where Zhas is being open and generous any their friendship. She's definitely going to remember it.]

I'm glad you like them.

[theboogieman]

That's really nice. [he looks between both of his new things, though... decides to put the sword down, leaning it against a chair or something. the night is young--it may come up again.

this is nice, though. he doesn't get nice things like this very often.]

You know, I... [at this point, it's hard to tell if his weird pausing is because he's drunk. his attempted normal-people sentences are usually kind of clumsy even when he's sober. either way, he looks at the rest of the kitchen as if getting distracted.]

...M'glad I stayed in. It's a good birthday. [and then he looks at Syeira again, not smiling but not frowning, either.] I'm glad you're here.