Room 322, Tuesday Afternoon

[not_every_mage]

If Anders was being honest, he'd have to admit that the tall box from Kathy that Ringo had given him some months before had fallen completely out of his mind.

It had started with good intentions: He'd dragged the parcel back to his room and stuck it in the closet so he could save it for his actual birthday and feel like Kathy was there, just for a moment. And then there had been the madness of trying to summon a demon, and the dull terror of the Circle, and by the time he was home again his birthday was some weeks past and the tall package entirely forgotten in a back corner of his closet. The fact thinking about Kathy hurt and he avoided it when he could had only added to his amnesia.

It might have stayed there forever, if Lachlan hadn't managed to hit one of his toy mice deep into the closet. Anders went digging through a mess of discarded paper to find it, and ended up bumping into the box. The tall, slender package wobbled worryingly for a moment before he was able to catch it.

And then there was nothing to do but open it. Lachlan's mouse was forgotten as he pried the paper off and found --

A damned fine staff. The kind he'd never expect to afford on his own. He could feel its power singing to him as he held it in his lap. Some part of him couldn't wait to get to a space where he could test it safely.

The rest of him mainly wanted to cry.

"Dammit, Kathy," he muttered. "Just ... damn it."

[OOC: Cracked door, open post.]

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[rebelseekspizza]

Dante had taken off to go talk to Roscoe about Ada's birthday - and then lingered for a while to just talk shit, because that was kinda how he functioned.

He nudged the door open with his foot when he got back, a merry greeting already ready to get tossed at his roommate-- and then he stopped in his tracks. "...Anders?"

[spin_kick_snap]

And later, once an emotionally-exhausted Anders had fallen asleep, the Fade was waiting for him. And someone in the Fade, as well.

"Hi," Kathy said, her uniform still a dazzling white in the muted colors of the Fade. "Been awhile, huh?"

[soniaroadsqueen]

Ringo wasn't swinging by the room in particular. Or even going anywhere, really. Just, you know, wandering. But when she spotted a cracked door, she figured she'd stick her head in and say hi.

"Hi!" she chirped, widening the crack enough to stick her head in and look around.