[Jasmine was preparing her own Secret Santa when she receives the unsolicited message through the Oracle. The username doesn't look familiar, so this can only mean...
Can't fault the bluntness, but she's taken aback by it for its lack of formality. Therefore, she words her response carefully.]
Thank you, is Diablo your name? Where shall I find your generous gift?
[To be fair, he’s pretty new at this.. and perhaps the modern day texting isn’t formal as some imagine. He’s well aware who he’s talking to, of course.. she hasn’t met him, yet.]
My apologies, I’m Akutagawa. As for a meet, I’ll let you decide a place of interest. Whether it be to meet or find the gift.
[And within a few minutes, Jasmine approaches the old windmill, dressed warmly for the weather but still clearly not a fan of the cold. When she spots the long coat, however, she smiles and rushes over.]
[She may had caught a glimpse of him during the council meeting a while back and the heated argument some rose regarding the townsfolk’s. He was only there to speculate, and didn’t voice his opinion. The weather wasn’t in his favor either and dressed appropriately as well adding a scarf, almost a proper Victorian. He coughs dryly a couple times and covers his mouth with one hand as the other held a bag for the holiday occasion.]
No need to concern yourself for my well-being.
[He clears his throat as the other hand extends the decorated bag.]
This is but a task.
[Inside: Jasmine, chamomile, and lavender teabags with some stationeries.]
[She tries to remember every face that appears at the town-wide council meetings and is glad to finally have a name for Akutagawa's. Upon hearing his cough, she hesitates before gingerly taking the bag.]
Are you sure? That's quite the cough.
[Nevertheless, she opens the bag and takes in the sweet smell of the tea leaves before examining the writing supplies.]
Thank you, Akutagawa. This is such a lovely, thoughtful gift.
Text: Diablo
Text; un:AllThatJas
Can't fault the bluntness, but she's taken aback by it for its lack of formality. Therefore, she words her response carefully.]
Thank you, is Diablo your name? Where shall I find your generous gift?
no subject
My apologies, I’m Akutagawa. As for a meet, I’ll let you decide a place of interest. Whether it be to meet or find the gift.
The choice is yours.
no subject
no subject
Text -> Action
[And within a few minutes, Jasmine approaches the old windmill, dressed warmly for the weather but still clearly not a fan of the cold. When she spots the long coat, however, she smiles and rushes over.]
Akutagawa, I hope I didn't keep you waiting.
Action!
No need to concern yourself for my well-being.
[He clears his throat as the other hand extends the decorated bag.]
This is but a task.
[Inside: Jasmine, chamomile, and lavender teabags with some stationeries.]
Action!
Are you sure? That's quite the cough.
[Nevertheless, she opens the bag and takes in the sweet smell of the tea leaves before examining the writing supplies.]
Thank you, Akutagawa. This is such a lovely, thoughtful gift.