[A handwritten thank you note appears outside of Pom's door one afternoon.]
Dear Pom,
I hope that I'm leaving this note in front of the correct room! It smells I received a lovely anonymous gift recently, a handmade satchel of impressive quality. I believe this very kind gift was from you because, so I wanted to express my gratitude. It is a fine gift, and I am honored to receive it. Thank you ever so much.
[Well, that is a note at his door with a lot of words on it. Pom recognizes what he thinks is his name, and that's about it... for the words. What he also recognizes is the scent on it: another carnivore, one who smells like petrichor after a storm and the storm itself, like lightning before it strikes. He knows this scent because it's one he tracked himself - Gale.
Maybe this note is about the package he left for him. A thanks, or something indicating it wasn't appreciated. Hopefully the former - he supposes he'll find out next time they cross paths.]
[At some point when Pom isn't around, someone leaves a letter. It's a few pages long, in neatly looping handwriting, and sealed with purple wax and impressed with a circle with tendrils coming out of it. Actually, upon closer inspection, the seal is made of melted plastic, because a wizard too poor for proper stationery will figure out how to make do.
The letter itself is primarily a very sincere apology for the incident in the kitchen, when Gale lost control of his Natural Soul, though it also thanks Pom for saving him from himself and promises to make it up to him somehow.]
[Oh no. That is... a lot of words, spread across several pages. While Pom recognizes the scent on it (once he gets past the smell of whatever the seal is made of), he has no clue what it could be about. What happened in the kitchen, maybe? Or is Gale asking for a favor? Is he disclosing something important that Pom should know?
He has no idea, and can't fake it without one. Maybe he should find someone who can read it.]
[Palamedes has learned one very important thing with the Syntrofos: how to do very minor video editing. He's created something incredibly simple here, a sped-up timelapse video of what appears to be a vine wrapped around a tree, its leaves curling up and opening again a few times as the lighting changes throughout the day.
These vines are all around the science cabin, so like, he didn't necessarily sit and hold the Syntrofos in his hands for several hours. He just left it in the woods for an afternoon! Anyway, after that, the accompanying voice message:]
I thought you might find this interesting. Who knew the Syntrofos was this capable!
[Oh hey, it's Palamedes. Pom's friend Palamedes. Harrowhark's Valued Colleague, Palamedes. It takes him a second to call back, as he's transfixed by the video: he's only seen a few videos in his time here in Karteria, and never one sped up like this. Thankfully, the light changing as the sun moves hour by hour helps clue him in as to what's going on.]
Not me, though that's a helluva trick. What kind of vines are those?
[ It's been a day with no word from Pom. No new marks outside so she can't ambush him to thank him for helping her. So she's going to try calling first (and go hunting for him if he doesn't pick up).
[ She does, in fact, hear it coming from a rather close direction before he picks up. Regardless, she does answer even as she starts up the stairs to the roof. ]
I am. I'm sorry for worrying the both of you. It looks like I overdid things.
[ And she's still rather exhausted but at least she's awake, moving, and can feel her magic again. ]
[Delivered to Pom on Christmas day is a necklace, as well as a doodle-style picture he drew of Pom in shifted form. Eli is standing next to him, petting his nose, and thereβs a small heart drawn in the air between them.]
Hey Mister πΆ Pom,
Thought this would look sick on you. Merry holidays or whatever.
@thorny, text.
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[No one else is texting him, okay. This is all still kind of new and
terrifyingexciting.]a note left at Pom's door
Dear Pom,
I hope that I'm leaving this note in front of the correct room!
It smellsI received a lovely anonymous gift recently, a handmade satchel of impressive quality. I believe this very kind gift was from youbecause, so I wanted to express my gratitude. It is a fine gift, and I am honored to receive it. Thank you ever so much.Yours,
Gale
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Maybe this note is about the package he left for him. A thanks, or something indicating it wasn't appreciated. Hopefully the former - he supposes he'll find out next time they cross paths.]
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The letter itself is primarily a very sincere apology for the incident in the kitchen, when Gale lost control of his Natural Soul, though it also thanks Pom for saving him from himself and promises to make it up to him somehow.]
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He has no idea, and can't fake it without one. Maybe he should find someone who can read it.]
video? file? un: sextus
These vines are all around the science cabin, so like, he didn't necessarily sit and hold the Syntrofos in his hands for several hours. He just left it in the woods for an afternoon! Anyway, after that, the accompanying voice message:]
I thought you might find this interesting. Who knew the Syntrofos was this capable!
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Not me, though that's a helluva trick. What kind of vines are those?
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[A plant Pom hasn't seen while out there... Ten points for Palamedes.]
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[And thus, he's interested. It looks similar to the ivy from his world, albeit with different leaves.]
Is someone at the cabin cataloging all the samples I've been bringing? Or is it just the mutated ones?
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call;
Ring ring... ]
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He finally picks up.]
You alive?
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I am. I'm sorry for worrying the both of you. It looks like I overdid things.
[ And she's still rather exhausted but at least she's awake, moving, and can feel her magic again. ]
Momo and Jayce told me you brought me back home.
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[As he was carrying her, he reminds himself, in his mouth after an uncontrolled Shift left him more monster than man.]
But you don't gotta apologize to me. It's Jayce who seemed like he was about to have a come apart.
[Crumble, rather, but he'll keep the rock-based puns to himself.]
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And if they were, how'd they get down there? Were they driven there by their Souls, or were they put there?
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You think they were like Astarion?
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voice; @wizardofwaterdeep
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[He might not normally ask, but given all that happened, he's on edge.]
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β action
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just switching to prose because it's easier on you and we do what we want here π
you're too good to me π
ππ
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cw: self-harm
cw: self-harm
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Hey Mister πΆ Pom,
Thought this would look sick on you. Merry holidays or whatever.
Your pal,
Eli