Valentine's Day Deliveries - UN: Shinigami

[silver_hombre]

Heads up students, deliveries will be going out today. Most will be made to your dorm rooms between two and five this afternoon, unless you signed up to deliver a carnation to someone in the classroom, in which case it'll show up in the first five minutes. Don't be disruptive.

You can still drop off packages at Michael's office or my classroom, or buy carnations with a hand-written message for a euro a pop. Enjoy the holiday. See you at the ball.

--Gamma Akutabi

[OOC: If your character is getting a delivery, post a comment here, and one of the students who signed up as a delivery cupid will take care of it. And if they don't, Gamma will. Feel free to request certain students ahead of time!]

Comments

[silver_hombre]

[Gamma rubs his forehead as he reads. Truth be told, he's not a particularly bright man, and he's not that cultured either. Big shock. All he can think is that it must have worn out Hector's thumbs to type all that up, and that he really doesn't get any of this. But given that he knows nothing about his own family or heritage, he can at least get that this is definitely too important to his friend for Gamma to make any joking or sarcastic remarks.]

That's cool.

[Not a huge dramatic reaction, but at least it's mostly genuine. He kind of wants to see what the symbol looks like.]

Japanese for 'god of death.'

I think.

[He's actually not sure, but it sounded good.]

[unpocoloco]

[He didn't expect a dramatic reaction. The fact there is no teasing from Gamma is more telling than anything.

He doesn't have the same luck resisting a laugh.]

You picked a name and you didn't know what it meant?

[There is no part of this that doesn't completely scan.]

Well, assuming you've got it right, it's very "you".

[silver_hombre]

It's just a stupid computer name, no one cares what I choose. Nickname I picked up in my younger days. It's cool as hell, that's good enough.

You ordering or delivering anything?

[unpocoloco]

Your crazy younger days. You say like you're even that old. [Just a year younger than he was when he died.] Your silver hair don't make you no abuelo.

I'll admit it's cool. And that, no, I'm just hassling you like a jerk. But I can step up if any delivery kids wind up sick or whatever and you need a spare.

[silver_hombre]

Age has nothing to do with it. I was a completely different person back then.

[And he'd rather not dwell on that if he can help it, they both know what he was like before he met Wren.]

Nah, we're covered. The students earn some cash and chat with their peers. I can route you to make a delivery to Imelda if you really want, though.

[unpocoloco]

[He winces.]

Thank you. But no. I don't think that would be a good idea.

[silver_hombre]

You'd know best. She's making deliveries to three guys, by the way, noticed you're not one of em. Pretty sure they're not competition though if that helps put your mind at ease.

[He's pretty sure Ekkehardt and Hieke aren't into chicks. And he definitely can't see her fawning over Michael. He's so OLD.]

[unpocoloco]

Gamma. I am her ex, it's not my business even if they ARE competition. And it's not a competition since she's not piece of meat.

[silver_hombre]

Wow, you really don't care if she's dating or not. That poor woman, dateless and alone.

Maybe I'll go keep her company. :3

[unpocoloco]

HA! Hahaha! Oh, amigo.

I'd like to see you try.

I want Imelda to be happy. That might mean she chooses someone I don't think the best of. My feelings don't matter here. But you? I promise you; you are not nor will you ever be her type.