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Clients already? I see you're putting my contact list to good use. Call back soon, babe. I don't like to wait.

I guess we're colleagues now. That's a strange thought.

[In honor of the Earth holiday centering on love, Freya sends out a little gift around this time.

A small box containing a piece of chocolate will appear on your pillow during the day. When consumed, the chocolate’s magic will lift your mood for a short period of time. It’s accompanied by a note.]

Where love might bring about sorrow, it also welcomes joy.

[ In honour of the god centering on love being a giant frilly prissypants, Loki sends his own little gift just a few hours after hers.

His box of chocolate will look, smell, and taste exactly like Freya's did, appearing right next to where Freya's was or is if you haven't picked it up yet. The only difference between the two is that Loki's won't lift your mood; it'll give you loud and embarrassing flatulence for the next three hours.

It's also accompanied by a note. ]

Where joy might bring about yearning, it also welcomes wonder.

[ this text is unrelated but

nothungry and i might be needing your services soon also, because jim's just asked sherlock if he'd like irene to join next time and he just about came in his pants, i feel. ]

Hello, lovely. It's been awhile.

I know you're dead, but I think you'll find yourself smug to know you've been on my ~mind. Would you know I have a favorite employee? I never mentioned him to you, but I'm mentioning him now, because I think he needs a good... breaking in.

As always: you know I pay well, you know I love it when you have blackmail on me, and you know I know people well. I'd only pick the interesting ones for you, dear.

Not to mention, he's quite pretty. I'd like a photo of him with the tip of a riding crop slithering along his quivering adam's apple, but I've always been a picky thing. As you know. We aren't lovers, but that isn't going to stop me from enjoying myself. And he's very, shall we say... macho? Gruff. So very manly. He has a big brick wall. I want to watch you tear it down. And maybe I'm missing the way you tore down mine; who knows.

Either way, I hope you're well. I'm not the type to pretend someone who's made an impression doesn't exist.

xo. - M.

[It takes almost a month to decide if it's worth it to explore. Honestly, Equius put their conversation largely out of his mind quickly enough, but some of his attempts to understand human romance from Fuuka hadn't helped him one bit, and so he finally decided to attempt this sort of thing in a way he understood better.

And then it had taken time to find who she was, where she was... but finally, on the morning of this day, she would find a pawn on top of a small note, sealed with blue wax. inside was written in blue text]

I wish to test your merits human
Meet me at the library
The tables before the historical studies
Noon
I command it

[He had a feeling that commanding her to do anything would net a reaction.]

[Good Lord, there's a lot of voices in his head today. It's normally loud enough in here when he only has his own to contend with.

Both of the dreams he experienced were profoundly disturbing -- for their own distinct reasons, but also for both being markedly not his, not any recognizable part of his mental landscape. He's never given enough thought to dreams to know that they have a particular personal atmosphere, but when something very much not yours is thrown in your face...

Hers, at least, is easy to discern. A long stretch of waiting and watching the network while trying to focus above the whispers has gotten him nowhere in deducing whether she would have seen something out of his head in turn. Nothing for it but to reach out.

By text, naturally. And he won't be mentioning the dream right away.]

The analogue is an imperfect match. SH