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[A lighter. It's empty, no lighting fluid.

Silver, subtle enough that it has had to be expensive and the real deal, because although the snowflake shapes edged into it are made of real diamonds, it still manages to be more elegant than garish. It's custom-made and self-stolen.

The text he sends later in the day, since for being roommates his and Mick's paths really don't cross that often:]

I know you're not cheap.

Edited 2016-09-01 23:38 (UTC)

My sister's here.

We need to talk.

[A simple - and clichéd - statement, spoken as Leonard leans back against the door frame of the open kitchen door. Nobody else is around, he's made sure of that much, which is tricky enough in their current living situation. But now he can look at Mick in the kitchen, lifting one leg to prop his boot against the wood of the frame, which does lift the skirt he's wearing above his jeans a little.

It's not actually a provocative outfit, just good for hiding his gun and more. Also, it looks good.]

Now.

Mick, when you get the chance give me a call, won't you? This is Doctor Chilton.

Firebug. I got you something.

[Like a true romantic, without preamble, Leonard simply leans in Mick's door and throws a book right at him. Hey, he's observed his reading habits. If this was the other Mick, he'd have gotten him a ninja flick. For this one, this seems appropriate.]

I left the receipt inside so you can see I actually paid for it.

Thoughts?

Provided this goes to the right person this time.

[ The following message is sent in Spanish... but I am not writing it that way. MICK CAN TRANSLATE IT OR NOT WHATEVER WORKS BETTER. ]

❰ just giving you an update that I'm almost done with that list
its taking some time cuz theres a lot of bases to cover, yknow, but trust me
youre gonna need it if you expect to convince ppl they aint making no deals with the devil

I aint so sure myself either
I know exactly how this kinda thing can go, and usually it goes wrong. I seen it. ❱

[Merry Christmas, Mick! From Walker, he receives a few presents:

(1) Three incense sticks in a fragrant oil pot, smelling faintly of citrus. No candles for Mick!
(2) A handwoven prayer mat.
(3) This. Okay, okay, once he opens it, a smaller book filled with sage quotes from a Buddhist monk will fall out, in addition to a note, but Mick can keep the romance. ]

Dear Mick,

A new year is coming, as are plenty of holidays. Whichever one you celebrate, I hope that you are able to spend it happily, surrounded with those you love, and those who love you in return. I deeply appreciate your friendship over the past year. You are a man in possession of kindness and bravery, and I hope that others are able to recognize this in you as well.

May the new year bring you happiness and the confidence that you deserve.

-Saint Walker

Morning.

[Leave it to Leonard to make his way into Mick's room and onto his bed with nary a sound, only to then crawl on top of him. Fully clothed, mind, but that doesn't keep him from getting under the covers - mainly because he know the whining that would ensue should he just pull the covers off.]

[ Perhaps it's a bit old-fashioned, but the message arrives for Mick via mockingbird. Sealed closed by a wax mockingbird sigil, the letter is hand-written in careful cursive. ]

Dear, Mr. Rory -

We have not spoken before, but my name is Petyr Baelish. I serve as the ambassador for Maurtia Falls. I write to you on behalf of a project I am working on within my city. Construction has already begun on rebuilding a much larger library, but I wish for this to be more than simply a bigger structure. I hope to inspire education and the spread of knowledge to the natives of Maurtia Falls as well as provide an invaluable resource to new arrivals here. But more than that, I wish to use it to pay homage to the natives who lost their lives within Maurtia Falls due to imPort related tragedies. Their names will be honored within the library itself and donations will be set up to be made to the families.

For this project to succeed, I need your help. If you are able to donate anything at all to the cause, it would be most appreciated -- whether that is books, money, or simply your time.

I thank you for reading this, and I do hope to hear back from you soon.

Sincerely,
Ambassador Petyr Baelish

[ OOC: You can feel free to just respond to this OOCly if he would donate anything or not! ]

real talk how do you not set literally everything on fire even when you super want to

Heeeyyyy, soooo... If you've already put up posters for the rogues in recovery group or whatever we're calling it, maybe. Like. Maybe don't? I'm kinda thinking we shouldn't make it a super public thing.

yu're my soup mate

CALL ME WHEN YOU WAKE UP.

Miiiiiiiiiiick
Mick
Mickey
Hot Potato
You up?

YOU AND MAXIE HIT IT OFF, RIGHT? I JUST GOT A NEW FIRE PIT. YOU GUYS CAN COME FOR A SMALL COOKOUT AND ALSO HAVE FUN WITH FIRE. I'M LIVING RIGHT NEXT TO A RIVER WITH 3 SHARKS THAT CAN SHOOT WATER HARDER THAN A FIRE TRUCK AND I GOT A BUNCH OF SAND SO YOU TWO CAN REALLY HAVE SOME FUN. SORRY, BRO, HE'S NOT VERY SOCIAL AND I'VE DECIDED THIS IS HAPPENING. HE NEEDS A FRIEND LIKE YOU.

Edited 2017-10-08 14:59 (UTC)

Hey, so.... you, me, all the coffee two people could enjoy, and a notepad so we can finally name all these drinks we've been thinking up?

hey mick i wanna get a bbq for my new place you wanna come to ikea and help me pick the best one?

[ A nicely wrapped package containing yoga pants, to nicely wrap his package.

Merry Christmas, Len.]

Left on Mick's nightstand and a text a little later.

text without diamonds;

no subject

10.23.2016 -- voicemail.

no subject

finally the right fire text

MISFIRE.

DELIVERY

action; because presents

Letter!

text;

voice;

text

text 4am