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"I wanted to make sure I could give it to you without being interrupted. I know today will be busy for you, so I tried my hand at something a little more handmade. It's... it's not perfect," He adds, glancing back at the box with slight hesitation.

"...but I think it makes it up for its use for you. Happy birthday, Mariko." Dusk's smile warms from awkward to comfortable. He really is no good at being genuine, but with friends like Mariko he felt like this was something he absolutely couldn't miss for her!

Within the box itself is a colorful pin of purples and pinks- in the shape of a cat! With a little bow around its neck too, and although it doesn't look perfect, it looks well enough that the gem facets alternate colors when held in the light!

"I'm not planning on contributing to my family's wealth on becoming a jeweler, but I wanted to make it anyway because you seem to enjoy the little things in life. That way, you can put it on anything you'd like." Dusk adds, his attention drifting from her gift to her.

Then, he laughs quietly!

"Maybe it was the costume from before that made me think of you and cats as being similar in a way. I think it suits you."

( Happy birthday Mariko!!! Dusk is giving you a pretty cat pin he made <: )

{ Mariko Day!!! 🕊️ 🎁 🎉 }

Big parties were something Mariko had for pretty much all her life. If not celebrating at home with the staff of the Shiratori Mansion, then it was her parents throwing her a big dinner party. They had rented out a banquet hall, in which they invited close colleagues and friends, including Dusk's family. He was the closest friend she has there, so she was happy he attended. While their parents were somewhere else in the place talking, Mariko was relaxing in one of the corridors to catch a breather. "Hey there, Dusk. Hah, don't worry about me, I'm used to eventful days whenever my birthday comes around." Then at the mention that he made something for her as a gift, her eyes blink in surprise as she looks at the gift box he holds out to her.

"You... made me something?" He claims it's not perfect, but the fact alone that it was handmade automatically makes it a great present, no matter what, in her book! Most people probably think that rich only care to receive lavish and luxurious gifts, but Mariko was actually pretty modest when it came to gifts. No matter if pricey or cheap, if it's something that fits her, she will love it. That goes doubly for anything that someone took the time to make for her. "Dummy. You think I care about perfection?" She snickers as she finally takes the box. "I appreciate the fact you wanted to go the extra mile and make me something. Thank you, Dusk."

She carefully undoes the lavender bow before opening the box... and seeing what was inside, makes her gasp in awe. "...!!! This is...! You...made this?!" She picks the colorful pin up to give a full glance. The adorable cat shape, the beautiful purples and pinks, and its little bow... it was one of the most beautiful pins she's ever seen! And as she holds the pin up to the light, watching the colors alternate... "This is amazing.... I've never seen a pin as beautifully made and pretty as this, before... and you seriously think it's not perfect?!"

She was mesmerized, truly. Something this beautiful... made specifically for her! "Despite that...you still wanted to use those skills to make me something like this...." It made her wonder...how did she get so lucky to have a friend like him? Someone who understood her on a personal level in so many ways, treated her like a normal girl who she could talk to about anything. When he laughs and says that, she gives a small laugh of her own. "Heh, I guess you're right. I'm glad you think it suits me. I...love it, Dusk. I really love it! I'll think of different things I can put it on. Like..." On her dress's collar, she carefully places the pin on it. Then with a satisfied smile, she asks: "A nice place to put it, don't you think? I'll take good care of it, I promise. Thank you again, so much! I'm really glad you came here to the part, Dusk."

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Dr. Love thinks a relationship might work out between Wylan Rechtur and Soleil Garde, but the chance is very small. A successful relationship is possible, but you both have to work on it. Do not sit back and think that it will all work out fine, because it might not be working out the way you wanted it to. Spend as much time with each other as possible. Again, the chance of this relationship working out is very small, so even when you do work hard on it, it still might not work out.

"Y'know I'm not out here trying to be a Romeo or anything but at least I'm not a Heathcliff. What the hell are these chances?!" Wylan throws his hands up, scoffing. "She's way too tsundere towards me for this to make any sense. At least give me the fifty fifty or something. Humor me. Like I humor her. Repeatedly!"

Another frustrated scoff.

ㅤㅤ BEFORE she knew it, she had gained yet another travelling companion in a world she was convinced that she would remain alone.

ㅤㅤ It was still honestly surreal to be travelling with people she couldn't even imagine being with ( or even anyone for that matter ) up until it all happened so suddenly. Perhaps that was just what life was; full of meetings that were determined by pure coincidence. Well, it was either coincidence or driven by destiny but either way, it was still somewhat bizarre to have connections that were intertwined with mutual goals. How she felt about all this ... well, it gave her mixed feelings at best but at the very least, she found comfort in Dusk's presence. Orus on the otherhand, she was still taking the time to get used to. Despite their initial hostility, their interactions seemed to have eased up all thanks to the mutual goal they now shared but if anything, she tolerated Orus at best. It was at least fun to mess with him but she could live without him getting on her nerves.

ㅤㅤ Just as the thought came to pass, the sound of the roof tiles creaked, announcing the arrival of a companion coming to join her up on the roof. Just when she thought she would be alone for the rest of the night, it was Orus who came up here ( he appeared to be equally as shocked as she was to meet her up on the roof but it quickly subsided with the eventual acceptance of their circumstances ). She slowly sat up and offered him a tired smile in greeting, obviously not in the mood to initiate her usual antics. " I thought you'd be asleep by now. Came to watch the stars too ? "

     “ I didn’t expect the both of us to be blown into the lake by those slimes ... ” Then again two Anemo Vision users against Anemo Slimes ? There was no winning unless some smacking around had to happen ... which it did but still, it didn’t change the fact that they would be sent flying either way.

// starter for @glorytoclorin​ //

Chaldea’s dining hall was full of light conversation. The kitchen staff busying themselves with one task or another. Yet there was a Master in their midst. Her hair a silver white as she undid the bandanna covering her head once she stepped out of the kitchen and into the dining room. The lady looking about to then see that someone had just walked in. So she moved to greet them warmly. Her smile bright as she spoke with a lilted accent.

     AFTER the Shepherds had proved victorious with their last battle, Dusk had managed to pass the test and was now officially a full-fledged member of the Shepherds. She had a feeling he would breeze through it without much of a problem ( his unimpressive magic aside ) but what came across as a genuine surprise was that Dusk was a manakete. Apart from Nowi, she’s heard that it was quite rare to encounter another manakete nowadays but come to think of it, Chrom always had a knack for recruiting oddities so perhaps it wasn’t that unusual in that aspect. Well, Dusk would certainly fit in with this peculiar band of characters soon enough so lucky for him, huh ? He didn’t seem like he had much friends anyways. 

     Celine went about her own ways after the battle without even saying much of a word to Dusk ( it wasn’t as if she obligated to say anything else anyways ) as she only promised to be with him for the duration of the battle so she had the right to move along on her own. Besides, it was better to leave him to mingle with the other Shepherds so he could familiarize himself with the people around him. Eventually, several hours had passed since then and night had long fell. Most of the soldiers were already off snoozing in their own tents by now but like any other night, Celine was up keeping watch —  well, supposedly anyways. Whether or not she was on patrol duty, she was always up to avoid the nightmares that would surely haunt her in her sleep so the only thing to do was to wait until she grew weary.