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[lovespuffins]

[Hello, residents of Marshall of whatever number it is. Today, he will be bringing in a small heater and placing it near the door once he shuts it and is inside the apartment. He glares at the mistletoe, making sure to steer clear of it this time.]

Since everyone appears to be doing it and we all know it isn't Santa since he doesn't exist:

List:

A way out of Discedo
A sword
Licorice
Fish (Haddock, Cod, Salmon preferred)
More food

...That's all I can think of at the moment.
 

Comments

[fierybluebird]

You're a swordsman then?

[lovespuffins.livejournal.com]

...Yeah, somewhat.

[fierybluebird]

Only somewhat? Not much faith in it, eh?

[lovespuffins.livejournal.com]

That's not exactly true. I have minimal skill in it, at least, but it's not like I don't put in effort.

[...In training, as he's relearning, but he doesn't say that outright just yet.]

[fierybluebird]

Still learning then?

Wish I could help, but I always left that sort of thing to Vista and Thatch.

[lovespuffins.livejournal.com]

It's alright.

[Gives a thumbs up too.]

I've got it handled.

[fierybluebird]

Good luck getting a good sword then.

[lovespuffins.livejournal.com]

Takk.

[fierybluebird]

Takk?

[lovespuffins.livejournal.com]

"Thanks" in Icelandic.

[fierybluebird]

Ah cool, takk to you too then.

[lovespuffins.livejournal.com]

Sure.