[Leaves him a gift in a small, unwrapped, nondescript box. Considers leaving a note but chickens out.]
[He's always wanted a sweatshirt with Tim's version of the Robin R, right? Right?
:)]
:)]
[ You mean an engagement ring isn't enough? ]
[The Doctor is positively rubbish at gifts. But, he has some bits and bobs around the TARDIS that he puts into a small box. He wraps it and the TARDIS materialises before Nebula. He steps out and yes he is wearing a Christmas crown. He holds the small present out to her.]
Here. I think this was meant for you.
Here. I think this was meant for you.
[There's a box for Jason that contains the aforementioned red hat and mittens. They're not all that well made, but it's the thought that counts, right? The note just says "Rose".]
(lavishing his wife with gifts is far from uncommon. no, the priest-king is generous in theses matters granting cersei anything and everything he heart may desire. and, as he has learned, her heart is a fickle thing with whims that change not like the tide but rather akin to a summer's storm spawned from nothingness, clearing everything it its path, and then disappears into cerulean skies. what, then, is a man, a lord, a husband to give she who has everything? gems and fine jewels, silks tailored into elegant gowns, exquisite wines and perfumes she all possesses. so what then? a considerate man, determined to give meaning to his gifts, douma has spend hours in silent consideration of this conundrum.)
(finally, it comes to him. no mere trinket, no paltry gold or diamonds that any woman might possess. no, for cersei is far from any woman; she is his woman, she who carries his child and will rear golden sons and daughters. it is fitting, he thinks, that it is the eve of their anniversary when he brings it, carefully wrapped in embroidered silk and tied with a silvery twine. he waits with bated breath, expectant. inside this parcel she will find something familiar and yet all her own; a forged pair of fans---twins to his own. crimson tassels adorning them and etchings of lions done by the finest craftsman in all of yi ti. they are like her; golden and lovely. fierce and deadly.)
Please, go ahead and open it, beloved, for I wish to bring you joy.
(finally, it comes to him. no mere trinket, no paltry gold or diamonds that any woman might possess. no, for cersei is far from any woman; she is his woman, she who carries his child and will rear golden sons and daughters. it is fitting, he thinks, that it is the eve of their anniversary when he brings it, carefully wrapped in embroidered silk and tied with a silvery twine. he waits with bated breath, expectant. inside this parcel she will find something familiar and yet all her own; a forged pair of fans---twins to his own. crimson tassels adorning them and etchings of lions done by the finest craftsman in all of yi ti. they are like her; golden and lovely. fierce and deadly.)
Please, go ahead and open it, beloved, for I wish to bring you joy.
[What Selina really wants, more than anything, is a Riddler trophy of her very own, right? There's even a riddle attached for her:]
What is the difference between a cat and a comma?
What is the difference between a cat and a comma?
[Gotta give his new favourite girl a present, right??? Especially something that'll be useful!
The jury's out on this one. It's an LED name badge that's perhaps a little too big to be any good as a badge, her name already programmed into it with hearts on either side. The gift wrapping is also questionable...But hey, sometimes a guy just really likes bunnies and wants to share that with the world, right??
At least now, no one's going to avoid using her name! What's fine for Chaos is not, necessarily, fine for someone who actually seems like they have a sense of self worth caring about.]
Here, ki-- Lu-mi-ne. Knock yourself out! Merry Crisis.
The jury's out on this one. It's an LED name badge that's perhaps a little too big to be any good as a badge, her name already programmed into it with hearts on either side. The gift wrapping is also questionable...But hey, sometimes a guy just really likes bunnies and wants to share that with the world, right??
At least now, no one's going to avoid using her name! What's fine for Chaos is not, necessarily, fine for someone who actually seems like they have a sense of self worth caring about.]
Here, ki-- Lu-mi-ne. Knock yourself out! Merry Crisis.


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