Seph: Ferrahn, your gift and Evien and Luthien's are all in the same box. ^_^

Luthien: I'd say she got us a new bed. Ferrahn: *hiss* Evien: It doesn't seem like much of a bed. Errand: It doesn't even look nice. Seph: It's not a bed. Draven: Lift up the cloth, dummies. Luthien: We know that, dragon. I'm 'anticipating', as Feyn likes to put it. Feyn: That's the spirit, Luthien. Draven: You're wasting my time. Errand: Yeah! I want to see what you get! Luthien: Impatient little brats. Feyn: They take a while to get used to it, don't they? *grin*

Luthien: Well, now, what's this? Ferrahn: Pictures? Evien: Two men.

Luthien: Did we imply that we'd needed new bodies. Errand: They don't look any different from the ones you are using now. Ferrahn: Did you want to change your skin colour, Evien? Evien: Don't be ridiculous. Luthien: Well? Seph: *grin* Look at your other two gifts. Ferrahn: More? *purrs*

Ferrahn: Pants. Luthien: Clothes than we won't use... Seph: *grin* Ferrahn: What's this?

Errand: It's a head! Ferrahn: Yes. Seph: *grin*

Luthien: And here's another one. Evien: . . . Seph: Luthien, you're holding Fique, who now belongs to you and Evien. Ferrahn, you now own Raul. ^_^ Ferrahn: . . . Seph: Admittedly, I was at a loss for what to give you two. And well, I thought these would do. You can do whatever you want with them. Treat them as dolls or invite someone to use the empty shells.

Evien: I'm not certain I appreciate this gift. Luthien: Oh, hush, love. This has possibilities. Though in truth, I think we should have got _two_ dolls. Ferrahn: Raul... *purrs* Seph: They need eyes, and wigs, and I can repaint them better. ^_^ Luthien: I can see why they would need clothes now. Seph: *grin* Feyn: They certainly are an interesting gift.

Luthien: I wonder if there's anyone who would like to be called 'Fique'. Evien: . . . Ferrahn: He'll be mine to do as I like? Seph: Yes. Feyn: *grin* Razkil: Do you like Raul, Ferrahn? Ferrahn: *purrs* I think I do. Evien: . . .

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