Anton promises it wasn't his idea, and claims he didn't knit the scarf or the socks. Skulduggery's at a bit of a loss until he remembers when he last talked about scarves, socks, and good books.
And he's still at a bit of a loss, even as he pings Erskine's inbox later in the day.]
[After the brief initial adjustment period that usually comes with conversations with Skulduggery (yes, they're talking again; no, they're not screaming at each other) Ravel snorts with a vague kind of amusement on the other end of the line.]
Figured that out all by yourself, did you? Congratulations.
In fact, it's not even December yet. Unless you made a guess about when my birthday was - and, by the way, you're wrong - leaving me a package at the Hotel seems like a very odd idea. Is there something wrong with the socks?
Actually it's a belated present to make up for the skeleton jokes--but it's good to know you weren't a November baby. I'll tick that one off the calendar. One of these days I'll figure it out--process of elimination and all that.
Because I don't think I've ever gotten a present from you before.
[Not unless the Bentley figurines count, and Skulduggery still hasn't figured out exactly where those came from. In fact, before meeting Valkyrie, he rarely got presents from anyone.]
[Quiet on this end of the line now. Erskine could tell the truth, that he's been too busy for the last few centuries to bother with presents even for his brothers--first the war, and then everything that came after. Somehow they always end up reminding each other about that, though. The bad times. Not the times when they were close enough they could finish each others' sentences. Why don't they ever remind each other of those?]
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Anton promises it wasn't his idea, and claims he didn't knit the scarf or the socks. Skulduggery's at a bit of a loss until he remembers when he last talked about scarves, socks, and good books.
And he's still at a bit of a loss, even as he pings Erskine's inbox later in the day.]
It's not Christmas yet.
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Figured that out all by yourself, did you? Congratulations.
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...what? No. Not that I'm aware of. Why?
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[Silence.]
Because I don't think I've ever gotten a present from you before.
[Not unless the Bentley figurines count, and Skulduggery still hasn't figured out exactly where those came from. In fact, before meeting Valkyrie, he rarely got presents from anyone.]
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...surprise?
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Why are there reindeer on the scarf?
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I thought it was rather... I don't know. Festive.
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Skulduggery, have you forgotten the most famous reindeer of all?
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[His tone makes it clear: you do it, you die. Or at the very least, Skulduggery hangs up.]
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Anyway, like I said. Blame the reindeer on Klaus. Any other bones to pick?
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[Kind of hard to tell if he's being serious or not.]
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