( IC INBOX / BUSINESS CARD )

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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, ROHAN KISHIBE. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 512.66.730.91 *** USER has joined 512.66.730.91 <AUTOMATED REPLY, DO NOT RETURN:> You have reached the inbox of Rohan Kishibe. I am currently away and unable to answer messages. Leave a BRIEF message with a subject line below. Messages will be replied to in order of importance and subject matter. Advertisements and junk mail will be ignored and blocked from this server.

[ Somewhere around town-- at the bookstore, the Tomoe-Kaname Bakery, attached to posts and notice boards --you find a small white notecard. On it is printed a little message and some numbers in ornate lettering. If you look closely, it reads the following: ]

Rohan Kishibe, Mangaka & Visual Artist
Owner Pro Tempore of Ebony Threads Tailor Shop
Highly Experienced.
Commissions & Advertising For Hire
Pay Negotiable.
Contact At: 512.66.730.91 for inquiries
Castle Lüvchaque - Directly North of Bavan per appointment ONLY.

(( feel free to use this as an action-based prompt too. any random interactions will MOST LIKELY take place in the form of walk-ins at the tailor shop unless it's pre-planned. just drop a starter in here! ))

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[Before any of the above shenanigans, far earlier than Anna would normally rise when she doesn't strictly have to, the castle undergoes something of a transformation. Rohan's bedroom door is decorated with the greatest of stealth, draped in garlands of flowers in alternating green, white, and pink, with golden cardstock letters every few inches spelling out HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROHAN!

There's a trail of flower petals leading down the spiraling staircase to the kitchen, where Rohan will find the rest of his birthday surprise set up. There's a handsomely-wrapped package containing a thick, soft hand-knit sweater from Lorna, bearing the golden pen nib insignia that Rohan so often sports in intricate colorwork. Beside the package on the counter is the main event: a huge chocolate fountain, pouring out both white and dark chocolate in alternating streams, and a bowl off to the side with marshmallows and soft pieces of fruit for dipping.

And hiding behind the kitchen counter...well, that barely-stifled giggling isn't coming from nowhere.]

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[ After being ATTACKED by a cute sign and flower garlands... Rohan slithers down the stairs. By the time he has made it all the way through to the kitchen upon that trail of flower petals, he is still pulling leaves and flowers out of his hair.

Where does one GET a chocolate fountain these days? ]

What in the world... [ His ears are sharper than one might think and, well, the counter is soon being wound around with a sweep of his tail. Anna will get a tap-tap on her shoulder. ]

Are you just going to leave all of this out? It will go bad, you know...

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[It's hard to wait for him to finally come down, but when she hears that familiar slithering of coils over the stone floor, it gets even harder. But she's not expecting that tap on her shoulder, and she jumps, shedding a few chrysanthemum petals as she does, and lets out a giddy squeal.]

Oh! No! It's for you, silly! Happy birthday, Rohan!