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From:

gothicgambit

[Five gets two gifts delivered, albeit a day late.

The first is actually labeled for Dolores - a classy set of small pearls on a gold chain. Simple, but effective.

The second comes with an actual note included-]
Horatio, Belated Tidings. The tailoring took time. Yours, Celestia

[It's a set of shirts. A set of several, specifically spider silk shirts. Each has been hand dyed a stunning red that matches the exact shade of his wings, in a way she must have studied and memorized. The kind that takes several passes and undoubtedly has left berry stains under the quick of Celeste's fingers. Sewn to his exact fit and measurements of course, as if perfection was anything less than her game. She's added a tiny embroidery H on every right-hand cuff, and five diamonds on the other.

It has a matching set of black onyx cuff-links. Does he wear cuff-links? Well, perhaps he does now. Obviously the Handler couldn't be here. So Celeste made him a little something from them both.]

Edited Date: 2021-12-26 04:02 am (UTC)

From:

069

[Sometime between the 24th and 25th a tall, narrow box was left in Horatio's office. The wrapping is, well, a complete disaster but the spirit is there; deep red paper with a silver bow, and a note. The handwriting is, of course, all but illegible. If he feels up to risking the headache to decipher it the scribbles resolve into the following message:

Boss,
I don't know what this Santa fellow is actually about or if I'm meant to take this secret to my grave. Regardless, here's a gift. Happy Nattensfest?
-J.

The box contains a bottle of top shelf spirits and a box of delicate handcrafted candy ribbons from a local shop.]

From:

aquilasshadow

[On the night of December 24th Horatio will find a package left for him at the casino. Inside is a mannequin and a note.]

Sorry it took me so long to get to this project. The mannequin inside was pieced together from several others. Consider it a test run. If the quality is to your liking I can work on Dolores whenever it works for you.

Happy Nattensfest,
Altair

[Initially the mannequin's face was chipped and their arms and legs were broken but it was impossible to tell that now. The legs and arms looked like they originally came from the mannequin instead of a bunch of others and any small imperfections were expertly painted over.]

From:

ohmyscream

I forgot your Christmas gift needed to be delivered because I was in the middle of more anxiety. Also gay panic. I HAD TO TALK AND BE OPEN ABOUT ALL MY FEELINGS.

From:

sweetrabbitwithswords

[On the doorstep of Horiato's house, there is a smallish box wrapped impeccably wrapped with golden ribbons. Some of the box is slightly slimy (sorry about that) but most of it is fine. In the box is a fancy pocket knife and a letter. Inside the letter are heartfelt words and an eagerness to spar again. Such words are "Merry Christmas dear friend. I hope you like your gift and I hope to see you again soon. I would love to talk to you and maybe spar with you again. Until then, may you have a wonderful day."]

From:

softspokenlandlord

[Ryou's gift to Horatio is simple, but with purpose. Nestled within a repurposed shoebox amongst some tissue is a bottle of port wine. This is his way of expressing that he catches the simple details.

You like sweet things, don't you? :)

When the bottle is removed, Horatio will see another piece of tissue in a different color. Should he unwrap this one, he will find a Monster World-styled figure of Celeste.

You like spicy things, don't you? :)

A note is taped to the lid of the box.]

Thank you for everything you've done to help me this year. And to help Atem, too. I'm grateful for it all, even the incessant meddling that you and Celeste took part in to push me and him closer to each other. I'd be remiss if I didn't express utmost gratitude for that.

I sincerely hope that you enjoy these gifts to the fullest. I know you're very fond of these three things!

-Ryou Bakura

[...Bitch did you just--

Yes. Yes he did.]

From:

noasark

[Happy Nattensfest! Noa sends to Horatio a book in which he's written down much of the various lore related matters of Ryslig as he so remembers it (thus far). It comes with a fairly nice pen, and there are many blank pages remaining- according to the Christmas card, it's so that he can add more as he himself chooses. There is also an invitation to make use of the hotspring located at his house in Dyster if he needs.]

From:

isawallflower

[ The party was almost a month ago. It’s absurd, for her to be doing this. But it’s a new year and...maybe Riley wants to try and push herself, a little. To change. And first and foremost, she wants to try and set right any misconceptions she’s caused. So. One morning, after psyching herself up a little, she sends a message to Horatio. ]

Hello. This is Riley.
I know the timing is terribly late, but I wanted to apologize for the party. You caught me in a very strange time, and honestly I probably shouldn’t have even gone. I didn’t mean to sound dismissive or rude.

From:

gothicgambit

[The message comes in the hours of late, late night, sent to several inboxes in an automated swath.]

Hello. If you're receiving this I am either dead, wounded, or captured to the point I cannot reach my laptop. This is a Deadman's Switch message I must disarm every twelve hours. I have failed to do so. My suggestion would be to find Mukuro Ikusaba, as she is the most likely person to know my final whereabouts. Apologies, for the inconvenience.

From:

boneshears

[He doesn't stand on ceremony. Instead, he gathers supplies. A bottle of local booze, high proof. Several containers of home cooking made with care by himself and Montgomery, all neatly sealed in tupperware and frozen for easy reheating convenience. And of course: Grand Bois' favourites from the conbini. It's not just people that miss each other. There's a sharp rap at Horatio's door, and if he doesn't answer, the sounds of the lock being deftly picked soon after.]

Horatio? It's me.

From:

softspokenlandlord

Atem's not back

he's not back i need to go find him please help me

ive messaged other people too, we need as many as we can muster, people who can help with this

please Horatio i can't just sit here, i need him found.

Edited (rip my dates) Date: 2022-05-04 03:22 am (UTC)

From:

alchepistol

[[ from here ]]

[ When their eyes meet, she smiles. Begins to move towards him, too. She'll be all business in a moment, but he'd made an impression on her, and she's glad to have this particular hypothesis confirmed. ]

I thought "NeverAcorned" might be you, Horatio Hargreeves.

From:

alchepistol

[ Saint-Germain spends a surprisingly long time with her message window open, staring at the screen, her ~~missing CTRL keys~~ keyboard, the middle distance.

Never in her long life has she attempted to bring about justice in this fashion. She's always focused on one great, grand goal, a mighty sacrifice for the worthiest payoff. That remains her priority. The subjugation of Ryslig will not cease until its corrupted mechanisms have been untwisted and power is restored to man- and monster-kind alike. To that end, she will discover and utilize the perfect means. No matter the cost.

But even so.

The object of the game is to suffer. The way to defy the game is to not. A world built to cause pain might find itself weakening the less pain it generates. Even a backlash, an attempt to put the inhabitants back in their supposed "place", could be seen as proof such behavior is to be dissuaded. A slave is not struck unless they overreach.

"To make as good a thing out of a bad thing as we can."

It's a strategy so optimistic she almost wants to dismiss it as arrogance. To think anything in life could have that perfect a resolution. In her few months here, she's pursued good things and quickly had them twisted against her. Ryslig is swift, and Ryslig shows no mercy.

But even so.

Ra's-Manifestations-Are-What-Is-Right-And-True Atem, understanding the need for caution yet unable to realize this has led him to acceptance of the system. Composer Yoshiya Joshua, breaking through to his world with the help of the Fourth God - yet forced into Ryslig's schedule, Ryslig's design. The Day and Night Gods' powers may remain, yet are insufficient. The Fog and the Fourth are bound to the laws of the world.

But even so.

A capsule has been sent into the Sea of Stars. A substitute for human flesh has been synthesized. Mana the coin witch is, Saint-Germain has determined, the most powerful person in Ryslig, or the one whose powers come closest to the reality-fracturing divine power she seeks. Ideally, she'd like to learn Mana's arts. But in the meantime.....

"To make as good a thing out of a bad thing as we can."

Cagliostro's arms around her. The small satisfaction of a completed game of solitaire. The life's mission of Ultimate Astronaut Kaito Momota, Luminary of the Stars, who seems to have no objective save to enable others to achieve their own. The sense, surrounded by those who have suffered and those who have lived ages unending, of not being alone.

The feeling, as life slipped from her fingers in exchange for preserving the lives of others, of finally, at long last, not wanting to die.

It's only been a few months. Saint-Germain is used to planning, to drawing conclusions, in terms of decades.

Saint-Germain will revolt against control. ]

What does volunteering for the Lighthouse involve?

[ It feels almost as if it isn't her, asking. And yet, there's a flicker of thrill somewhere deep inside.... ]

From:

boneshears

At Horatio's Party (put here for easy ref):

The gift bag from Gabriel is understated, black paper with gold ribbon binding it closed, not unlike the invitation sent by Handler. Inside there are three items.

The first and largest of the items is a neat roll of tools in a thick leather holder. Unrolling it will reveal incredibly high quality chef's blades and the implements to sharpen them, each engraved with a neat H. Hargreeves.

Immediately underneath that is a heavy wooden box, the outside simple and unadorned. Inside is anything but. Seated in a bed of deep, red velvet is an axe. It's in a hand worked leather sheath, layered over with ritualistic looking lines tattooed directly into the material. The blade itself, when unsheathed, is heavy and sharp, beautifully forged to the gift giver's exacting specification. It's silver, with a steel core to retain its strength, and a handle that on closer inspection appears to be decorated with carved bone depictions of the indistinct, feminine figure attributed to the Fog. Engraved down one side of the handle is Hargreeves. It's a traditional, Old Hunter Clan dagger, but Horatio style.

Finally, there's a flask. A cautious sniff is enough to indicate it's marijuana infused whiskey.

From:

softspokenlandlord

do you still have vacancy at the faros academy?

i'm not sure how long but if you'll have me, i can do whatever you need around the place to earn my lodgings. or i can pay rent. whichever is most useful for you.

From:

getmeoutofthedraft

Ho ho ho! Your Secret Santa giftee is CAROL MALUS DIENHEIM, imaginatively called "Dienheim" on the network. She's a kid, I think. Grouchy one, though.

Buy or make Carol a gift by December 26, or Santa will come down your chimney and box your ears.

If you need more information, contact me C/O Hawkeye Pierce at Crowe Clinic, and I'll delegate him to tell you to do your own research.

From:

alchepistol

[ One day in lateish December, there comes a knock on Horatio's office door in the casino. ]

It's Saint-Germain. May I enter?

From:

flammadecinis

[Not knowing entirely who this person is... through several rounds of stalking, asking random people, and generally acting creepy and weird about this gift exchange, Rosso thinks he's figured out a good gift.

On Horatio's doorstep will be a box, nicely-wrapped in metallic red paper. Inside said box is a bottle of coffee liqueur, a bag of fancy coffee beans, and accompanying snacks in the form of chocolate-hazelnut wafer sticks. A note attached to the box simply reads:]

Heard you like drinks. Hope this satisfies.

Happy Nattensfest,
Secret Santa

[There is a small drawing of a flame next to the signature.]

From:

aquilasshadow

Happy Nattensfest!

From:

waitingforplayer2

[ For Nattensfest, the Lighthouse receives a generous donation of tokens for Insert Coin that can be included in welcome packages, along with many decks of cards. Horatio himself will receive a fuzzy hat to keep his ears warm during the cold months. ]

From:

recuttal

[Wrapped in a light blue cloth is one of the latest murder mystery novels published in Ryslig. It's not the worst written, but inevitably it'll lead to some sort of monster twist? But at least it'll be a fun read along the way.

Alongside it, outside of the cloth wrapping is a small bottle of sake, just to make up for it in case it's a bit too shlocky.]

From:

prototype_blues

[Sure, he's trying to be... Better with people, but he feels like he may have made a big misstep so he's going to one person he knows won't be mad at him for asking for help.]

Um, sir. I need some advice.