[Locked to Suzie and April]

[sarkraticmethod]

[Locked to Suzie]

I seem to have mysteriously come into the ownership of no less than three bottles of Château Pétrus '82, with instructions that I'm to share at least one of them. Granted, I'm not normally inclined to listen to messages when I have no idea who sent them, but I'm at least mostly certain that it's not poisoned.

At any rate, you strike

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[superiorspectre]

Odd. Torchwood mysteriously came into the ownership of an astonishing number of Christmas decorations and a tree which shouldn't have fit through our doors. With gifts underneath.

All of the gifts were uniquely suited to the people here, and some of them literally should not exist (someone here got a pet she had in her home universe, believe it or not), but none of them are harmful in any way that I've noticed.

And I'd be a fool to turn down an offer to share wine of that quality. Especially when there's agreeable company thrown into the mix.

[sarkraticmethod]

...Odd. Possibly not the oddest thing I've seen here and at least it has the benefit of being pleasant, so I guess I won't read much into it.

Brilliant. The choice is yours, Ms. Costello. Either I bring it over to the Kashtta or you come here- whichever you'd prefer.

[superiorspectre]

Well, the Powers That Be, in all their wisdom, have declared that you coming over here is slightly less worrisome than me visiting you.

Of course, that tempts me to vanish for the sake of being contrary, but then I'll have psychics hunting me down, and while I don't think you'd mind April's company, I'm slightly afraid of an Unexpected Vesmier.

If nothing else, it would inconvenience him terribly.

[sarkraticmethod]

And people wonder why being around them makes me tense. Not that they aren't justified, but really now. As if I'm really stupid enough to try anything.

Well, I wouldn't want to inconvenience him. I'm still in his debt for calling Bristow off of me. At the least, April intends to move into the apartment, so visiting the Kashtta gives me the opportunity to collect her myself.

[girlorgun]

It's CHRISTMAS, Julian!!!

I have a beautiful new datapad, and my journal seems to have migrated onto it and there are so many pictures, Julian, you have to see. You really do. It is... perfect.

[sarkraticmethod]

Yes... I suppose it is. And that's meant to explain the phenomena, is it?

Well, I guess I have nothing to complain about, and I'm more than happy to know that you had a good Christmas.

[girlorgun]

It does. Because it is CHRISTMAS. Father Christmas, and gifts, and all that.

When may I move in?

[sarkraticmethod]

I guess I've never really had a proper Christmas, honestly.

And you can move in whenever you'd like.