Have a Doggy Valentine

[puppy_lancer]

Characters: Lancer and everybody. Strings characters welcome!

Setting: February 12-14, various floors

Format: Up to you

Summary: Lancer is unaffected by the event, but he's still celebrating! Time for him to make Valentines for everyone he knows.

Warnings: Nothing so far

Floor 99

[Lancer is hacking off chunks of crystals with his spear. They give him a headache if he looks at them for too long, but they make great materials for presents. He weighs them in his hand, wondering if they'll be able to stand his methods of working them into charms or other things.]

Floor 76

[He stares at the arrangement of flowers and herbs and wonders which ones are purely medicinal. The large amount of pollen in the air makes his nose itch, and he disturbs the relative peace of the floor with several loud sneezes.]

Floor 62

[He's strolling along the beach, scooping up shells, sea stars, and pebbles washed smooth by the waves. The pockets of his suit have been stuffed full and are weighing down on his legs. His hands are being quickly filled as well. Perhaps he should have brought a bag.]

Floor 51

[He's finally sewing a bag to carry all his supplies in. Every so often, he has to stop and curse as he stings his finger with the needle. Sewing is supposed to be women's work, so he never learned it.]

Floor 15

[With his supplies gathered, Lancer is sitting in the workshop, trying to work the shells, crystals, and other things into gifts to give to the people he knows. He's rather caught up in his work, so it would be easy for someone to sneak up on him.]

Floor 60 (14th only)

[Given the recent influx of people and the fact that so many food gifts were being given, the kitchens were rather busy. This is why Lancer only comes into the kitchen relatively late into the day. Right now, he's scratching his head at some of the recipes, trying to pick out the ingredients he needs from the huge stockpile of food that Kasumi had brought up to this floor.]

Floor 58

[Lancer has quite a big sack thrown over his shoulder. He's currently stuffing presents into the mail boxes of everyone whose names he knows.]

Room 01-01

[Catarina was one of those who didn't have a mailbox, so Lancer just knocks on her door and places his (awkward shaped) chocolates by her door along with a note.]

Happy Valentine's Day. Got you chocolate. We need to talk, though.

Room 01-09

[Saber's chocolate too is left by her door alongside a note.]

Happy Valentine's Day. I hope these taste good.

Room 02-17

[Ayaka's gift is a bag of cookies (again misshapen because Lancer couldn't use a mold properly) and a crystal charm carved with runes that spelled out a blessing of good fortune. Again, he's written a note.]

Happy Valentine's Day. Sorry Saber couldn't get his ass over here. Ah well. Guess I'm giving you presents on his behalf too.

Comments

Floor 15

[tohko_amano]

[Tohko had been hammering together boxes, stuffing them, and running them around the Tower all day, but it made her happy to see so many people enjoying their chocolates and the holiday. She just had a few more boxes to make and she would be done for the day.

However, when she saw Lancer so focused in his work, she couldn't leave him be. Especially considering what had happened the last time they met.

So, she walked up to him with a smile on her face.]

Good morning, Lancer! Need help with anything?

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer throws her a glance, seemingly not bothered by the memories of how their last encounter ended.]

Not really. Just making some things for the holiday.

[tohko_amano]

[Seemingly.

At that, Tohko nodded before picking up a few pieces of wood, a package of nails, and a hammer. She had to keep making boxes.]

Ah, alright then. That should be fun. I'm not that good at crafts, but I don't have much to do here, so if I can lend a hand, let me know.

[puppy_lancer]

I'll tell you then. But...it might get a little noisy.

[Metalwork was a noisy art. The blowtorch, the hammer, the file--they were all pretty loud when used for their intended purposes.]

Floor 60

[fusedstars]

[Hei had just woken up from that coma of a slumber, that clone sickness always seemed to get him. Annoying as it was, it wasn't so bad. He needed a break from the stupidity of the network others abused. He greatly appreciated it this one time, but now he had no idea what was going on.

Like the addition of this new kitchen.

He was about to start seeing if he could make something when he saw Lancer having trouble. He walked over to the Servant.]

Having trouble?

Re: Floor 60

[puppy_lancer]

Hm?

[He looks toward the newcomer.]

Just...need to figure out which flour is which. And why there's two types of sugar.

Re: Floor 60

[fusedstars]

It would be easier if you told me what you are making to decide on what to use.

1-09

[scorchedchivalry]

[Saber is a bit confused why she's receiving chocolate. This is a day for men to give the women they liked chocolate.

She wasn't a woman.

BUT chocolate.]

At least he cannot poison me by accident.

[She mumbled that while looking at the tag on her box, heading back inside her room. She would have to thank Lancer the next time she saw him.]

Re: 1-09

[puppy_lancer]

[If she tries one, she'll find that despite looking like a dirt clod, it will taste rather normal. That's all they are. Ordinary milk chocolates.]

[scorchedchivalry]

[She does try one. Upon finding they were just regular chocolates and not anything spectacular, the food snob will put the box into her trunk. She might pick at them later.]

Floor 99

[proteusmoon]

[ Cecil is new to the Tower. And by "new", it's meant that she literally woke up a few hours ago and had since been trying to decide if she wanted to explore the tower or if she wanted to go back to sleep in hopes of this all proving to be another of her especially terrible nightmares.

Considering that she's cautiously approaching the other person on this... floor, curious as to what he's up to, obviously she chose to forgo the sleep strategy. She did have a look around her room earlier and discovered the trunk of items from her home world, but she only took her sword and shield for now, finding the clothing neither very helpful nor comforting in unfamiliar, possibly hostile environment. ]

Excuse me... Do you need help?

Re: Floor 99

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer stops chopping at the crystals and turns around.]

I think I'm good. Thanks, though.

[He can't help but admire both her weapons and her physique.]

[proteusmoon]

[ She doesn't notice his admiring, still considering what she just interrupted him doing. ]

Are they of some... value here?

[ She sheathes the Mythgraven Blade and walks over to the hunk of crystals he was hacking away at. She doesn't know about their headache-inducing powers just yet, so, of course, she looks rather closely at them. ]

You're not hurting them, are you?

Floor 15

[oathshackledbird]

[It's odd to see his roommate so focused on anything, but seeing him so brings a small smile to Diarmuid's face. The idea behind this holiday might be unfamiliar to him, but he can't help but find joy in seeing so many people working so hard to make even the smallest gift so that they might bring a smile to someone's face.

He looks down at the different colored papers in his hand and his smile grows. He's rather relieved to have found them since he own sketchbook is starting to look a little thin, and he hasn't even been here that long.

Diarmuid walks up behind his roommate and peeks over his shoulder to get a closer look at whatever it is he's working on.]

So which lovely lady in the tower is that for, Romeo?

Re: Floor 15

[puppy_lancer]

[He looks up from his work on the shell bracelet.]

Tetra.

[He's glad that Diarmuid's present is already finished. Otherwise he would've had a hell of a time explaining.]

And who are you making something for with those papers? Saber?

Re: Floor 15

[oathshackledbird]

How is she doing after everything?

[Diarmuid blushes slightly shuffling the papers in his hands.]

For Arturia, yes and several others. I never expected such a small thing like a paper flower to bring so much joy to others. If I can brighten their days even a little, then why not?

And Tohko told me about the holiday. It would be wrong of me not to do something for my friends even if that something is small.

02-17

[prototyper]

[ Ayaka blinked when she found the gifts, looking around to make sure it wasn't a mistake. When she opened the note, she blushed slightly and clutched the charm. ]

Idiot... I didn't even get him anything.

[ She wondered where he was. She probably should thank him. ]

Re: 02-17

[puppy_lancer]

[And of course, said idiot comes rushing back to her room to check if he left the wrong note with the wrong gift. He definitely didn't want Ayaka to end up with Catarina's note or something like that.]

[Of course, he can see that she already opened the note.]

Uh...hey. I gave you the right note, right? Nothing that says we need to talk or anything?

[prototyper]

H-Huh?

[ Suddenly, Lancer. ]

No, nothing like that. Um, thank you for the cookies and the charm. [ Is that a tiny smile? Yes it is. ]

Floor 62

[idolizer]

[ Oh, here's a help. Sayaka knows Lancer by now, they're acquaintances and that prompts her to stop by as she was taking a walk along the beach. ]

Hello, are you trying to make a sand castle?

Re: Floor 62

[puppy_lancer]

[He looks up at the voice.]

Yo.

[He stops picking up shells.]

Nah, just gather some shells. But maybe I'll try actually making one later.

[idolizer]

What are are you grabbing those for?

[ Walking closer to look at the shells. ]

floor 99 CAUSE NO ONE CHOPS UP RIN'S FLOOR... even if it's for her OOPS |D

[angramaintsu]

What are you doing?

[ Rin's dangerous aura might be enough to drive him mad moreso than the crystals as she approaches him with a sour look on her face. ]

The noise, it's... it's making it difficult to sleep here.

WOW RIN IT'S NOT YOUR PERSONAL FLOOR

[puppy_lancer]

[He almost jumps when he feels the oppressive aura.]

I-I'm just taking some crystals.

[Some crystals he intends to make into trinkets for her.]

says who

[angramaintsu]

Why?

[ Rubbing the corner of her eye sleepily, she watches him with a rare peace never shown. ]