[ She gingerly takes the gift bag, a bit numb yet still nervous about what she might find inside. But first she opens the letter carefully, trying to preserve it as if damaging it would tarnish Eustace's intent. Directly from the fingers of Val it says:
Gray —
Happy birthday. You've been through a lot, most of it undeserved, but I'm grateful nonetheless you were brought into this world. It isn't much, but I hope this gift helps while Add is still missing.
If you ever need anything, all you need to do is call and I'll be there.
Eustace
She spends another minute looking at the letter and trying not to sniffle before she puts it away and moves on to the present itself. And what she finds is, not very cutely, a wholeass knife. It has a serious-looking curve to it, the blade pitch black in a way that makes her think it came from the earth, not any artificial treatment. It isn't the sort of knife she would have picked out for herself, but Eustace was much more of an expert than she is. So as always, she'll put her trust in him.
She observes it closely and gets the odd sensation that there's something more to it. She takes it in hand, makes it comfortable in her grip, and reaches for that vein of magical energy sticking out of it like wick...
... and then she disappears. She gasps and clutches the knife closer in surprise, and then holds it away again when she feets its unfamiliar length scraping at her clothes. But when she looks at the knife, when she looks down at herself, she sees nothing there at all. For all intents and purposes, she's invisible. ]
Um... Mr. Dokja?
[ Can he see her or is this an Emperor's New Clothes situation... (it isn't) ]
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Gray —
Happy birthday. You've been through a lot, most of it undeserved, but I'm grateful nonetheless you were brought into this world. It isn't much, but I hope this gift helps while Add is still missing.
If you ever need anything, all you need to do is call and I'll be there.
Eustace
She spends another minute looking at the letter and trying not to sniffle before she puts it away and moves on to the present itself. And what she finds is, not very cutely, a wholeass knife. It has a serious-looking curve to it, the blade pitch black in a way that makes her think it came from the earth, not any artificial treatment. It isn't the sort of knife she would have picked out for herself, but Eustace was much more of an expert than she is. So as always, she'll put her trust in him.
She observes it closely and gets the odd sensation that there's something more to it. She takes it in hand, makes it comfortable in her grip, and reaches for that vein of magical energy sticking out of it like wick...
... and then she disappears. She gasps and clutches the knife closer in surprise, and then holds it away again when she feets its unfamiliar length scraping at her clothes. But when she looks at the knife, when she looks down at herself, she sees nothing there at all. For all intents and purposes, she's invisible. ]
Um... Mr. Dokja?
[ Can he see her or is this an Emperor's New Clothes situation... (it isn't) ]