Musings

[Left outside the door of Hamartia 505]

[On Monday, December 13th, after this. There is a knock on the door, and then the sound of the door next to it opening and slamming quickly. Whoever opens the door will discover outside:]

A miniature Christmas tree, perfect in every detail. Its needles are a deep green, its color uniform all over, and though it looks too good to be real its scent couldn't have come from anything artificial. It has tiny, perfect glass ornaments, and lights that shine with no visible source of power. It is in a small pot, cherry red with a golden rim. The initials "DR" are written in a tiny but ornate font right under the rim, in the same gold paint. A note is included in print that is nowhere near as lovely: "Sam - Treasure what's fleeting."

Thirteen hours after it is placed in front of the door, it will turn back into a small pine branch stuck into plain dirt in a cracked flower pot.

[Sam may or may not have made it her life long goal to spam the flist. Or she might have decided it was better form to message Dante after chatting with Rory and Quentin]

Please, please, please, don't take this the wrong way but
You see I sicced my roommate/not-brother on you
I'm sor

How's the hand?

Crusader and Scientist, how did your gifts hold out? Did they last a full thirteen hours?

Also a warning to all the girls out there that D. Ross is an asshole and you need to avoid him. No matter what he says. Or does. In um, general.

Mr. Mercer, it was a grand party. I didn't meant to enable stealing your glasses, really

[A few hours after this]

This isn't because
Don't get any
Some days I really hate it here

Hi Hello Greetings Hey. You said to give some time to think things over and I [...] have. I'd like to take up your offer. About Freddie.

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Just ask And how have you been lately? THAT'S NOT SUSPICIOUS AT ALL SAM

I saw you leaving the lobby as I was coming down the stairs, but I didn't manage to catch you before you were gone. You don't look well, Sam, is there something wrong? I could see the dark circles under your eyes even from that far. I'd be glad to help you with anything, you know, if there's some sort of problem you need to have dealt with. Just say the word, and I'll do it.

Hey um Miss Hockney? I wanted to check in on you and ask if you had made any progress on those cases I brought to you?

Mainly about my brother - I figured out the other one myself. Actually a friend kind of did, but it's pretty awesome even if I haven't figured out how to make it permanent yet. It's nothing like those things you tested - I can basically wish things into existence. Is that amazing or what?

Yeah, I'm proud of it. I can just bet you're turning up your nose, but HA MISS DETECTIVE I FIGURED IT OUT NOT YOU...Sam this is a bad idea

But - I wanted you to know I figured that out. And wanted to know if you'd figured anything out about my brother. He's been on my mind more and with the powers now it just feels wrong to be doing nothing in my thoughts. And I haven't found anything when looking on my own.

-Sam Caulfield