[ left on evelyn's desk in the research offices the morning of satinalia is a sheaf of handmade paper, thicker and a bit less uniform than commercially-made but perfectly usable. it's wrapped with a leather cord, from which dangles a wire-wrapped bit of turquoise sea glass. the cord can be used as a necklace, or to bind closed a book, or whatever the industrious mind can conceive.
on top of the paper is a scrap which says Happy Satinalia from your Secret Satina! -E. Tavane, Quartermaster in beautiful calligraphy. ]
crystal.
Would you like me to bring you anything? Aside from Fivera.
[ Who she will be retrieving. They're not losing another friend. ]
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crystals;
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icon=my face, many tags I know I owe you but this one I didn't realize I'd dropped til I did AC
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secret satina
on top of the paper is a scrap which says Happy Satinalia from your Secret Satina! -E. Tavane, Quartermaster in beautiful calligraphy. ]