*Here's a room piled high with shiny things-- metal trinkets, jewelry, glitter, glass ornaments, wrapped candy, what-have-you.
Actually, quite a lot of it might recognizably belong to you, things you might have noticed having gone missing recently.
Cross is just sitting in the middle of it all, trying things on.*
((ooc:
maskedwanderer will threadjack at some point, hey, they like shiny things. And they're not around enough.))