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[intriplicate]

Please take note.

The geese you may see are here for you. The paperwork has gone through to assure that one (1) goose egg, gold, will be exchanged for one (1) good from your homeworld.

Any forgeries will be caught.

Kindly bring it to the kiosk in the square for your exchanges.

Thank you for your time and happy winter holiday of choice.


[ooc: Okay! For:

13; Six Geese a'Laying
Geese are flapping around the City and they are laying eggs made of gold. Yes even the boys. Snatch one of these gold eggs and bring it to the Deities who can trade the gold for a Christmas gift from home! But geese wrangler beware, these geese are really really really mean when you try and take their eggs. [Gift restrictions apply, we'll be more specific closer to the curse!]

The rules are: all trades must be of something mundane and relatively small (nothing magical, or anything that could change the entire City like a bomb or a spaceship!) that exists in the character's world - photos, furniture, sentimental objects, jewelry, small electronics like computers, things like that are all fair game! Pets are okay as long as the pets are not sentient characters in and of themselves (so no Lunas from Sailor Moon, for instance!). One goose egg per character. The deities will be wheeling and dealing in here!]

Comments

[laszlo_jamf]

And you've the obligatory egg, I suppose?

[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

[Mindy holds the egg up, one eyebrow raised.] Yup. The goose I grabbed it from was pissed off.

[It was worth the fight if she can get her cycle.]

[laszlo_jamf]

I'm sure he was.

On the table, please.

[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

[She hands it over, setting it down and folding her hands on the counter, just waiting.]

[laszlo_jamf]

[And he considers the egg a moment. Of course.

And then draws out a small box--nigh on to a pastry or cupcake box. There is a key inside. Guess what it starts...

You'll have to go back to your place here in the City to find it, though. It'll be parked outside.]

[pigtailsbutterflyknives]

[THIS IS JUST AS GREAT AS WHEN DAD GOT HER THE BALISONGS SHE ASKED FOR! SEE THAT GLEE ON HER FACE?! And now it's gone because that was undignified, all that flailing and squeeing. Seriously. Undignified. She takes the box, gives a nod to the deity and before she walks off;]

Thanks. Happy holidays.

[And now she's going to go home and check that her cycle is in fact there.]

[laszlo_jamf]

Oh, likewise.

[It'll be there, but it might need a little tuning up. And no guarantees that it has a full tank of gas either. But, still: it'll be there.]