[[Technician Fakir is in an excellent mood this evening. He can't remember being in such high spirits since ... okay, so he can't recall ever being in such high spirits. He isn't worrying about that right now, anyway.
Those who venture into the kitchen will find him cheerfully kneeling before one of the stoves, tending to a small fire. He's
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Making something...? Or just warming up?
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Do you like hot chocolate?
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[ The smile was so unexpected (to the point of being frightening) that she immediately tripped and fell backwards onto her backside, eyes wide as she looked at him like he had grown a second head. ...Maybe even a third.
She had never seen him smile. Not once. And seeing it on his face now was just so very wrong. ]
What--you--what---never---are you---what's going on?!
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[[The smile is replaced by an expression of alarm, and he stands so he can reach down to offer her a hand up.]]
What was that about? What are you talking about?
[[He gives her a confused frown. Sure, it was normal for her to be spaz, but there had to be some cause for it.]]
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FAKIR!
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... Ross?
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Merry Christmas!
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... A ... gift?
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