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25-12-16; after he goes to the coffee shop

[thepuppetmaster]

Thanks, Meridiana.

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[She sits for a while after that message comes in, looking at her pocketwatch and mulling over what to do about it; on a whim, she reaches for her tarot deck and draws a card, curious to see what it might tell her.

When she pulls the Four of Cups reversed — missed opportunities and unaccepted offers — it says everything she really needs it to, and she picks up her watch with conviction.]

You're very welcome. I hope it wasn't too difficult to retrieve? I wasn't sure how else to...go about that, really.

[thepuppetmaster]

Walked straight to it.
Asking me where I live was an option.
But I can see how that would be awkward.

[occultigen]

A bit, yes.

To be honest, I wasn't sure if you would accept, if I'd asked in advance. So I rather thought I'd simply find a way to moot the point altogether, as it were.

[thepuppetmaster]

It's unexpected, not unwanted.
I didn't think I'd made any kind of impression on you to warrant a gift.

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Perhaps the impression I took was that you'd welcome a gift on Christmas.

...And a place in the thoughts of someone else, accompanying it.

[thepuppetmaster]

Huh.
Thank you.
I appreciate it.

I don't know how much Dave has told you.
But I did give a bad first impression.
Worse than usual for me.
Sorry about that.

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...I'll not say "it's all right", because I think we'd both know that's more an idle pleasantry than anything else, but I will say that I'd welcome the chance for a better second impression, and you're doing a fine job with it already.

I suppose you must have some questions about me as well, hadn't you?

after christmas

[digiorno]

[There will be a very elaborate bouquet on the kitchen table of house #24, courtesy Giorno and Dave's speedy text-and-retrieve service. It's in a lavender-streaked glass vase and contains allium (for prosperity), azalea (for abundance), freesia (for lasting friendship), monkshood (for gallantry, of course), and a few sprigs of springy olive branch.]

[There is a note attached.]

Dear Meridiana,

From the very bottom of my heart, I congratulate you. I hope that your life with Dave is everything you could possibly dream of. There is a saying I like to keep close to my heart that may be useful to the two of you in the future: La nostra famiglia è un cerchio di sostegno. Or, in English: "Our family is a circle of strength." You're welcome to it.

Best,
GG

P.S. Your gift was lovely. Did you really mean it about the tarot reading?

text;

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[She's surprised by the bouquet, that much is for certain. For one thing, it's the fact that the congratulations had come so relatively quickly and yet in the form of such an abundant display; for another, it's that she still tends to have Feelings about the prospect of messages sent through the language of flowers, given all of the associations she's had with that and with the people who've understood it in the past.

But the message that Giorno sends is a sweet one, and moreover, it's personal to the point of being heartfelt; our family is a circle of strength is as apt a descriptor as any of the way her rapport with the other members of Hell Hotel had been forged, and it even goes a fair way toward explaining what it is that's had her and Dave on edge for so long.

Two points don't make a circle, unless it's a very small one. A few more would be better still, and not just for the safety in numbers but because neither of them have ever had many to begin with, on top of it.]

Those trinkets of mine pale greatly in comparison to your own gift, I should think!

[That's probably as much an instinctive downplaying of her own talents as it is the truth that her little crocheted flowers really didn't take her much thought or effort; some old habits die hard, and sometimes demurring is one of them.]

And yes, I'd be happy to read for you, if you should like. Once I was — it's silly to say so now, I know, but once I was known as "Meridiana the Seeress"; my predictions were said to be quite accurate, and people would often turn out in the hopes of receiving them.

4/3/17, [Text]

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meridiana
i need an outside but still generously biased perspective on something thats been bothering me

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But of course, you know I'm always good for exactly that sort of opinion. Something's been bothering you lately?

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would i be hot if i were a girl?

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...That's something that's been BOTHERING YOU lately?

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look sometimes these things come up

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How precisely DOES it come up, the notion of whether or not you would be hot as a girl?

(You would be, of course, there's no question of that.)

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i was talking with one of the rolutes about alternate timelines and it just made me think
i wonder how we wouldve gotten along if i were a girl
what if you were a boy?
oh man does that mean you wouldve proposed to ME

4/20/17

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meridiana?
when

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[DAMMIT HE PRESSED SEND TOO EARLY]

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fuck
nevermind

[occultigen]

Dave?

...Yes, of course, but is everything all right?

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yeah i dont know why im consistently so astounded by my ability to fuck up simple tasks like asking my girl a question
its my superpower you know

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Well, you've not fucked up in all of it, at least, because I do so like it when you call me your girl, whatever the occasion.

Now, then, you said it was a question of when?

[callbacks]

its a time related inquiry yeah

[This is not never minding!]

[occultigen]

Well, then, am I really the best person to be asking about that in the first place?

[OHO, SHE WILL TRY TO MAKE HIM LAUGH! A CUNNING PLAN.]