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But! He can learn well enough to keep the game mixed up!
She's on the right track! His scent trail indeed leads strongly, cleanly, and relatively-freshly down the stairs!
Howeverrrrr... thus far! As confident as she sounds, it's-a lookin' like she's so far... she's calling Marco! without getting a Polo! to be heard in response! No snickering, no sounds of scrabbling, nothing -
...Or is there??? Is his scent trail breaking off of the descent... at the auditorium?
Ooh, yes, I think it is...! And it continues on between the seats down the aisle to the stage, on which -
...Wait, what is that? Is that...
...Well, no, it's definitely not a tree. It looks like... basically a really elaborate coathanger with the bars all the way along the whole thing, getting shorter as they approach the top? There's a light-up star at the top at least, though, and lights all a-twined around it! And piles of...
...Well, it's not "fake snow". Apparently, he opted not to spring for even, like, shredding paper; he kind of just threw white sheets over boxes and beanbags. It's got the basic look of snowdrifts from a distance, at least! And look - their "animal friends" are here, too! Still dressed up from the festival - the deer's even got a little... clown nose on it, but she gets the point!
More importantly, though! Is that... just one box there under the "tree"? Of course there is! It would be a silly Christmas tree if it was gift-less!
Lucas's scent is definitely on that box! It's... normal enough - white with a red ribbon, if both are a little on the rumply/uneven side.
On the top of it is a great big "tag" in his handwriting, reading:
"DO NOT OPEN
until
XMAS".]
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On seeing it, she immediately hops up and rushes toward it - landing on her knees and skidding through the sheets and boxes and bean bags before almost crashing into the false-tree altogether.
Almost.
She stops just short.
And that box is going to get lifted up as soon as she stops, picking it up to put her snout against its paper - getting a good smell, even turning it over in her hands to sniff every inch of it.]
... Lucas.
[That's said with a sage-like nod, of course.
Before...
...
She tears right into it.
Doesn't even read the tag.
She even uses her teeth, gripping the ribbon and ripping it off with her fangs, all complete with a snarl.]
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However, you, ma'am, miiiiiight want to be just a tad careful in tearing that present open like you're a hyena at a fuckin' antelope - and in turning it around, for that matter! 'Cause on the latter, you might just hear a muted tink! and bump here and there against the interior of the box under the wrapping...!
Good that'cha seem occupied, though! 'Cause with that snarrrl of gusto of hers, he's letting a teeny little giggle slip out from behind a lifted hand and a crooked finger just backstage! He hopes you liiiiike iiiiiiit...!
"It" being... well, the first thing she's gonna see when she gets through the paper is pretty much a plain-ass white box - definitely looks recycled - with one o' those plain shoebox-style lids. But inside it! Inside it...!
...Is a weird... very hand-me-down-looking porcelain doll. It may not even be in-tact depending on the handling - it obviously wasn't in good condition when it was put in there, either, all scuffed, so whatever.
But the point is that it's holding.... gasp - what is that? A little jewelry box in its lap? I believe it is!
And inside that jewelry box is... the hand of a mannequin. The inside of the flipped-up lid has li'l paper cutouts of hearts glued to it, and the hand is wearing... a ring! Shaped more o' less like so, but... "sharper". Nice clean, shiny edges and flat sides.
However you handle that, ma'am, someone's still lookin'...! Maybe you'll catch red eyes flashing off from the side of the stage before he flips a switch with practically a heavy smack-down of his hand.
Lightin' up the "tree" twice as bright and immediately setting a synth song blasting.]