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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 8:19 pm
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"The good parts, I think maybe a lotta bad woulda been avoided if they had tried more of it...oh! Speaking of having each other's back, though..." America got up and grabbed a couple of wrapped boxes for both Jer and Algernon. There was both a shirt and a tie with her face on it, not a picture she remembered taking but it was a good one. They even had flag in the background and an eagle gazing on with stern approval. When she'd first gotten them in the mail, her own reaction was pretty much holy s**t.
There were tags tied on to each package with what looked like a friendship bracelet of all things, the fancy sort with the patterns, Jer's all greys and blues, Algie's green and brown. America had come to this world a whole lot poorer than she'd been, and the gifts already bought were a boon of sorts, but she'd still felt the need to add a personal touch, one from the really-real her.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 9:16 pm
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Jeremiah, of course, peeked inside the gift when it was handed over and chortled a bit at the shirt and tie. "I will absolutely wear this tie to work. I'll post it on instagram too." The bracelet, of course, he paid more attention too bad fingered it a moment before he slid it onto his wrist a moment later.
"Since we're exchanging ..." His satchel was pulled up beside him and what looked like a scrapbook was pulled out. He slid it across the table towards her. "It isn't full but any pictures Alg and I found that had you, we put in here. Since we don't really know all the details of our lives that happened before we took over."
At least a handful were them in other ashdown, though only those who knew of it would recognize the pictures, and others were of them at Darlene's and yet others were obviously gatherings at the Mercer home. There were smatterings of others, different people that they knew in some, and at least one where Mister Bitterberry had apparently perched himself on a sleeping Hellbine.
Another smaller package was set out, one that clearly was jewelry, and when it was opened it was revealed to be a shard of clear quartz that had been delicately wire-wrapped with small beads of amethyst and smokey quartz. There were blue feathers attached that could have matched her companion (but were not from him).
"... there's a couple different kind of chains in there for you to put that on and apparently something that would let you put your hair up with it." Jeremiah wasn't quite sure what had inspired them to get it for her other than it likely would work well with her glyph magic.
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