Ruby City Mailbox/Inbox

[oathshackledbird]

You have found the Mailbox/Inbox of Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, owner and teacher of the training school, Spiral. If you have business with him or the school, please feel free to leave a message and he will get back to you as soon as possible. Considering his abilities, that might be quicker than you think...

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[airshipcaptain]

I'll see if I can shake my shoe off before I come up to avoid any sparkle trailing.

[Afonso let out a small sigh, reading the Diarmuid-speak loud and clear. He picks the cake and the gift up, managing to tuck the wrapped parcel under her arm as he makes his way out of the kitchen.

And so a few minutes later he pauses just on the edge of the cat walk, calling out to Diarmuid.

Close your eyes!

[oathshackledbird]

Thank you.

[It's not that long after he types those words that Afonso calls out to him. Diarmuid doesn't really understand why his friend wants him to close his eyes, but after a moment, he does it anyway. He trusts Afonso, so why not?]

They're closed. Do I want to know what you are up to?

[airshipcaptain]

It's nothing. It's not like I'm planning to throw confetti at you in lieu of glitter.

[He can't help the teasing tone as he manages to set the gift down. Then he fishes into his pocket, pulling out the lighter he'd pocketed earlier and lighting the candle. With a grin he holds the cake up.]

Okay, open them.

[oathshackledbird]

I would hope not, because then I would have to make you clean it up.

[Diarmuid warily peeks one eye open when he is told to, however, it doesn't take him long to realize he's being wary for no reason.]

Afonso, you didn't need to do that. Thank you.

[airshipcaptain]

Which is why I would use confetti instead of glitter. Much easier to sweep.

[He laughs, smiling.]

It's your birthday. It doesn't matter how old you are, it's still an important day.

[oathshackledbird]

Well, it kind of does matter. If you try to put too many candles onto one cake, it would not be such a good day.

[Diarmuid chuckles and finally pulls himself out of the middle of his bed.]

What kind of cake is it?

[airshipcaptain]

I did consider putting on more candles but thought that would be a fire hazard. You should blow this one out though before the wax gets all over the cake.

[At the question Afonso gives him a distinct look that could be read as 'really'.]

What's your favorite treat?

[oathshackledbird]

That was exactly my thought too.

[Lets not burn down the school, okay?

Diarmuid leans forward and blows out the candle, before carefully removing it from the cake.]

Well, I figured it was honey, but after that incident with the honey cookies, I wasn't sure if you would go that route or not.

[airshipcaptain]

[Burning down the school would probably be a bad thing, Do they even have an extinguisher?

With the candle blown out he holds out the plate for Diarmuid to take.]

I did consider that - [and there's a small cringe at the memory. Pirate him had been rather mean.] - but I wasn't sure what else would be a good choice. Plus it's not like I'm planning to step on the cake...

[Afonso don't trail off like that. It makes it seem like you're up to no good.]

[oathshackledbird]

[What's an extinguisher?

Yes, lets not trail off like that, Afonso. Diarmuid is just going to take that cake before something happens to it that isn't it going in his mouth.]

You know I like trying new things. You really could make anything and I wouldn't mind. There is so much I haven't tried.

[airshipcaptain]

What?

[Said with innocence that should not be allowed with that mischievous look. The look does fade a little as he leans against his crutch, humming thoughtfully.]

Maybe next time I feel like baking I'll make a chocolate cake for you to try, or some of the recipes from the book you gave me!

[He has been meaning to try that.]

[oathshackledbird]

Chocolate is good!

[Diarmuid looks up with an excited grin on his face. He's just going to try and forget that mischievous expression of Afonso's and eat his cake.]

You aren't going to find much in the way of sweets in the book I gave you, though. All we had for sweeteners was honey, and if something happened with the bees that year, we didn't even have that.

[airshipcaptain]

[He makes a mental note of that. Maybe he'll make brownies in the future.]

You know, that does explain an awful lot about why you like honey so much. Though I guess it's understandable. You didn't even have sugar?

[oathshackledbird]

No, not until long after my time. It had to be brought to Ireland from other places. Sugar cane grows best in tropical locations and Ireland is far from tropical.

[This infodump brought to you by the Holy Grail.]

Ramble aside, yes, that is why I like honey so much.

[airshipcaptain]

[He gives a small nod at the info dump, giving his friend an amused smile.]

I probably should have gotten you a pot of honey then as a gift.

[oathshackledbird]

Probably not a good idea actually. I would eat it all and make myself sick.

[Really, Diarmuid. What are you, two?]

[airshipcaptain]

Dually noted.

[And he might just... Hide some of the honey they have. Just in case.]

Well I hope you still like your gift.

[He holds out the wrapped parcel, a bit hesitantly. Afonso had tried to carve a dog out wood after remembering Diarmuid telling him about how he'd had dogs once.

... Except Afonso's pretty sure it still looks like a lump of wood. Maybe if you squint?]

[oathshackledbird]

[Hey, that is the school's honey. There is a difference between that and some that is all for him. The difference being one would be eaten all at once and the other is left for everyone else to use.]

You mean you did something besides the cake? You didn't need to do that.

[One more bite finds its way into Diarmuid's mouth and then he takes the package. Once he opens it, his eyes light up.]

You carved me a dog! Does he have a name?

[airshipcaptain]

It's your birthday, even if you're old enough for a fire hazard cake, it has to be commemorated.

[And there's a bit of relief when Diarmuid sees the dog in the lumpy wood. He laughs, shaking his head.]

No, not yet. Giving it a name is your job.

[oathshackledbird]

Are you sure you want me to name it?

[Diarmuid holds it up so it is next to Afonso's face.]

I might decide he looks like you and name him Fonzy.

[airshipcaptain]

Does that mean I won't be Fonzy anymore?

[Because that sounds like a win for him.]

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid tsks and then shakes a finger at Afonso.]

Of course not. You will always be Fonzy. This will be Fonzy Jr.

[airshipcaptain]

[Look at the exaggerated frown he makes at that.]

That cannot be Fonzy Jr.

[oathshackledbird]

[Look noticed and ignored. Bad Diarmuid!]

Why can't he be? You made him after all. I am pretty sure when someone makes something, there is a tradition of naming it after the maker.

[Diarmuid, we are not talking about babies here!]

[airshipcaptain]

[He gives Diarmuid another look, because they are so not talking about babies.

Though it gives him a thought.]

Doesn't that give me permission to veto the name?