[For once, Ithaqua has knocked on a door... but disappears immediately, leaving behind a hint of his magical signature and a small paper bag with half a dozen buns of freshly baked sourdough, each one slightly smaller than a fist, perfectly bite-sized. There's also fruit jam inside, nice and sweet, and with not a lot of that overly processed sugar Ithaqua dislikes either. How did he get it in there? Magic, of course. What flavors are there? Strawberry, blueberry, peach, lemon marmalade, and orange marmalade.
Enjoy! Don't burn the manor down while the Northies are gone.]
[ Oh... this is a thoughtful little gift. Kurapika was right—there's some kindness buried inside of Ithaqua, he just shows it through little methods like this.
With a little smile on his face, Kurapika gathers up the paper bag. Looks like his breakfast over the next few days is sorted.
And, although Ithaqua is gone, he'll find an envelope taped to his door later. ]
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Enjoy! Don't burn the manor down while the Northies are gone.]
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With a little smile on his face, Kurapika gathers up the paper bag. Looks like his breakfast over the next few days is sorted.
And, although Ithaqua is gone, he'll find an envelope taped to his door later. ]
To: Ithaqua
From: Kurapika
[ Inside is a delicately crafted bookmark, something Kurapika found in one of the antique shops in town. ]