007 ✞ [VIDEO]

[unetrustworthy]

[Somebody's in better spirits than she has been since...well...almost since she first arrived in Keelai.  Spending time around her newly-hatched Turtle baby had that effect on a young girl.]

[She was even smiling.]

[Yet there was a faint hesitation behind the smile, and Midii side-eyed something just off screen several times before speaking.]

Not that I'm not grateful for the gifts...but...um...how do I say this?

I've never carried anything made of magic before.  I'm...not sure I would be the best person to have it.  I'm not even sure how to use it.

[Unspoken sentiment: she's slightly afraid of it.]



((ooc: In addition, the following individuals will have received a small package from Midii around Christmastime: Kyle, Eponine, Monet, Bean, Jack, Frank, Jor-El, and Damian.  The girls will receive a lovely wooden jewelry box with a secure key lock, and the boys will receive a small wooden chest...with the exception of Damian, whose chest will be locked not by a simple key, but with an intricate puzzle he'll have to solve in order to get inside.  Obviously custom-made))

Comments

[wintershepherd]

I wouldn't, no. But if you're trusting the person rather than the ability...

[ and if that isn't a sharp punch of deja vu ]

... don't you feel you can trust yourself?

[unetrustworthy]

I'm trusting the person who has the ability.

['Because you've proven you can use it to do amazing things' was the unspoken sentiment.]

Not with something like this, no. I can do a lot of things, but magic definitely isn't one of them.

[wintershepherd]

[ Jack won't push, only nods to himself. ]

All right, Midii.

[unetrustworthy]

I don't suppose you know anybody who might be able to make better use of it? It'll be wasted on me.

[wintershepherd]

I don't but... I'll keep an ear out, okay?

[unetrustworthy]

Okay.

[It wasn't an expression she used very often, but she'd been hearing it more and more and was starting to pick up a few colloquial habits.]

Until then, I suppose I can use it as a paperweight, too.

[wintershepherd]

That's the spirit.

[unetrustworthy]

I thought you were the Spirit.

[The statement comes in so casually, it's hard to tell whether or not she intended for it to be a joke.]

[wintershepherd]

I was always taught to share.

[unetrustworthy]

[She smiles at that. How could she not?]

I guess that settles that, then.