[Klaus is expecting shit to get real by the actual day of Christmas. Things are already weird: there are new, intelligent imposter drones wandering around (one of which is in his house, which is creepy), the power went all wonky and he doesn't trust it to stay fixed, and given last year? He's pretty sure this is the tip of the iceberg in terms of
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Ah, you must be...
[He checks the tag.]
Agatha. Or at least, a Mayfield-made construct that I am supposed to remember but don't who bears that name. Apparently, this is for you.
[Dare you open it, Agatha? It's a small present, ovular and a little flattened. It's also kind of heavy.]
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.....alright.
[Okay then.....
Opening it anyway. Slowly, carefully...with you in the same radius in case it's a bomb. she goes down you're coming too]
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It's a metal trilobite, which may be familiar to her, since it's her family crest and everything. Really, it's much like her locket, if a bit smaller. It's obviously meant to be a bracelet, something like this but with a much larger centerpiece and comparatively less chain. Atop the trilobite is a small button, begging to be pressed.
Wat do, Agatha?]
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AND NO IT IS NOT A BOMB.
It's a picture, actually. This one. Or rather, the important part of it, which is her father and her uncle, happy and together. That's the part he knew she'd want.]
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.......
[Nope, another moment.
Then looking over.]
.....this is for me?
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You're getting a hug.]
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He awkwardly puts a hand on her back.]
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....Thank you.
I'll thank you again when you actually remember me.
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