Again, the tree is sitting serenely in the Nexus, still decked quite beautifully and shimmering prettily with its lights and the glow of the multicolored orbs surrounding it. Today, the game it started on the fourth is continuing and the tree is waiting in anticipation. (Because trees do that, really.) This time, there are red and green cards
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"Here you are! Just what you asked for."
Inside the box are four dozen Christmas cookies. Wreaths and bells, stars and trees, their sugar sparkling deliciously in the glow of the Nexus tree's lights. He would have preferred to make them himself - and the people at the bakery would probably have preferred not to find their back door pried open - but his baking skills are a little rusty. (Don't worry. He left an extra twenty in the till.)
Each cookie is pierced with a neat hole and threaded through with ribbons of red or green. Sebastien hangs the cookies on the tree one by one. He can't sample one for himself, but he can inhale the delicious aroma. At last, he steps back, beaming at his handiwork. It feels good to give the tree a little gift, something it truly wanted.
He searches amongst the branches, then finds the green card with his name on it. Gold again, not silver. Thank you, tree. He reads it and looks up again, grinning in anticipation.
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When Sebastian finds his next card, another little riddle springs to life on the blank page, ink seemingly seeping up through the paper and into life in bright, gold lettering:
On the fifth day of Christmas, the Nexus found for me ...
Something that twists or ties or knots in a bow.
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"Here you go," he says with a grin. "All the ribbon a tree could ever want!"
And it is. Somewhere there's an empty Walgreen's, because Sebastien has brought all the ribbon he could find. There are spools and spools of it, green, red, blue and gold, and bags and bags of bows, every color imaginable. He places them under the tree, then pauses. He selects the biggest, most beautiful gold bow of all and sticks it on a branch, not far from the glass angel he hung just a few days before. He steps back, admiring it. The tree gets more beautiful every day!
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You've put up with my many requests,
Here's one last to go with the rest,
Tomorrow sing a Christmas song that will uplift,
And upon completion choose your gift!
[ OOC: A post for the 7th will be up on the main comm shortly for the end of the scavenger hunt and aaaall the tree's gift-giving needs. :) ]
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