SATINALIA VIII: FATE OF THE FESTIVUS

[katabasis]

HAPPY SATINALIA 

how to play:

1. tag with a toplevel for your characters. (possibly include division + projects for ease of identifying coworkers!)
2. reply to other's tags with what your character got theirs for satinalia.
3. rake in those approval or disapproval points. we support both friend- and rival- mances.
(ty to katherine for her many years of service posting this meme)

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stephen strange | research division, head healer

[portalling]

[youwonscience]

A small pot of ink in a decorative blue-green along with a few quills of a finer quality than standard Riftwatch issue, as well as a small seal for wax with the image of a caduceus (more or less; she clearly had to describe it to the artist)

[overharrowed]

a book on Thedosian magical theory, with a note indicating that he hopes Strange finds it interesting, or at least worth a discussion over a glass of wine

[sprent]

She leaves the book in his pidgeonhole: a large, leather-bound tomb about humoral theory that would not look completely out of place on his shelf. Upon picking it up, he'll find it suspiciously lightweight. The inside has been hollowed out. In the cavity there is a tiny note.

For secrets. Happy Satinalia, from Gela

[notathreat]

Stephen gets a leather contraption meant to be hung at the hip, after being looped through the belt. It contains several protected notches for potions or first aid supplies.

[grindset]

The stool at Strange's workstation has been mysteriously swapped out for one with locking casters and a low backrest. The height of its seat can be adjusted by swivelling.

At his station in the infirmary he will find a little wooden figure of a cat with its paw raised.

[muckspout]

A very tiny bottle filled with a tannish brown liquid, corked. It’s rustic, but has an air of elegance to it. No note, but if examined closely you will see it labeled as “Eau d’ Edgard”

[favoriteanalyst]

A new pair of sturdy everyday gloves, dyed a dark red. In one of the fingers, hidden until he puts them on and wonders wtf is potentially giving him papercuts (sorry not sorry), a rolled up bit of paper with a carefully written (though still with an occasional tear or blot of too much ink, not enough to render it useless) description of what's in a Templar's philter box and how it's used. For his records, or just in case.