thenearshore | [closed] a tale as old as time

Who: Davesprite and Hikoboshi
When: July 5th
Where: The "Far Far Shore"
What: Davesprite opens up his sporadic courier service once again for a romantic mission from Orihime.

[In all seriousness, Davesprite hadn't been entirely sure how well trying to cross the river was going to go, even while flying. After having watched the bridge on and off for half the night and seen group after group get turned around without even realising, Davesprite just kind of figured the other side of the river was off-limits.

That was until Orihime asked him to deliver a letter, though. Now that opposite river bank had better be getting a whole lot less off-limits as soon as possible. Thankfully, all evidence suggests that they didn't quite prepare for the eventuality of someone with wings making the trip, because while it's a way longer journey than any river should be allowed to be, Davesprite eventually makes it to the other shore.

Orihime had mentioned what sounded like a farm on the other side, so as soon as he catches sight of something that looks close enough to that, he curves his trajectory towards it, skimming close to the tops of the plants as he tries to pick out any signs of life that aren't some now somewhat startled-looking cows.

After that initial pass, he corkscrews off to one side and circles back, calling out over the farm area.]

Yo, I don't know if you're in or out or what the fuck, but I've got a special delivery with Hikoboshi's name on it.

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[In no time at all, she has two outfits ready to go and is folding them neatly on top of a large cloth, which ties itself up in a neat fold at the top.]

Oh but I have time to make some winter clothes yet, surely... if I can trouble you again in a few weeks, perhaps.

[She looks sheepish but if it were for anyone else other than Hikoboshi she might have held back a bit more. Now that they're in her small sanctuary in all of the Far Shore, she can think ahead more.]

At least this wrap should make it easier to carry back...

[And then she's at a loss for words again, trying to decide how to thank him.]

Hey, trouble me whenever you like, I'm here for it. [He doesn't really do all that much prayer-wise with Hajime, and he figures Orihime and her shitty situation is a worthy enough cause. Besides, she seems kind of awkward about asking, so it just feels right to roll with it.

The lengthy pause pings Davesprite to the fact that she's kind of missing something here, though, and he takes his focus off the clothing shenanigans to look over at her.]

Is there something up still, or are we good to go.

No, no...

[She hands it over and tries to see if she can't touch one of his hands as she gives the parcel over to her delivery bird-boy. She smiles once he has it.]

Please do come see me when you've completed it, though. I'll have a present for you.

[She can certainly touch one of his hands as she gives the parcel to him - though there's light down on the backs of his hands, the main surface of them is made up of skin somewhere between human and that of a bird talon, thicker and rougher.

Though Davesprite takes the parcel without issue, he does look a bit perturbed by the mention of a present. Still, it'd be rude as hell to turn her down, so he just nods as he heads back towards the door.]

Sure, shouldn't take me long anyway to go make his night. [With that, he slips outside, setting out to head back over the river.]

[And when he returns, she'll have designed and made the gloves that will fit his hands - more specifically, a little large that she'll be able to fit once he returns. She's concerned that he'll be able to slip them on and off with the different physical characteristics of his hands. She makes sure that the ends of the gloves near the wrist do that modern thing - the elastic - so that the fingers can be a little looser to handle the talons.]

[As promised, it doesn't take very long for Davesprite to make the round. Once he drops off the clothes, he comes straight back so he doesn't leave her waiting. Even if she's apparently decided it's worth giving him a present, he can make it as painless as possible for her.

Landing at the door, he knocks a little awkwardly on it.] Spritely delivery service, stopping by to confirm a successful delivery.

[Orihime smiles in delight - and not because she doubted he would be successful. He'd already proven more than capable.

Instead, she is delighted to slide the door open with one hand while holding a traditionally cloth-wrapped gift by its knot in the other.]

I may never be able to thank you enough for your services tonight, Davesprite... but I hope this will be of some small help to you in your further journeys.

Okay, yeah, I'm guessing this is a way bigger deal to you than it feels like to me, so I'm just cool with having made your evening less shitty.

[Since her situation seems pretty bad in general. Davesprite may have to try looking into this at a later date. And while he still looks a bit stumped at the present, he does take it when it's offered.]

Uh, thanks. You didn't have to.

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Sorry I lost this tag :(

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