Deerington Inbox

[onerthes]

[A tinny man's voice gives what is clearly a default answer machine message. Vira-Lorr is still figuring the phone out it seems.]
"Hello, we are not available now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep. We will return your call."
*Beep*

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a gift

[creidim]

In early October, a gift will be left on their doorstep, or in their mailbox. There's a bottle of something called 'Firewhisky', wrapped in silvery paper and placed in a giftbag.
There is a note from Luna which reads the following:

Dear Vira-Lorr,

I thought you might like a bottle of Firewhiskey, a drink from my home. I've heard it does cause a little burning sensation when drunk, but it's said to fill one with courage. Sláinte!

From Luna.

Re: a gift

[onerthes]

[This was a truly wonderful gift. She sighed as she looked at it and very carefully put it aside inside of a good cupboard. There were only a couple bottles there anymore, ones for the Doctor or guests, and this was going to have a special place. Poor Luna. She didn't have the heart to tell her that she'd given up alcohol, because god that sounded good.]

You are a peach of a girl, you know that?
We could all use a little more courage these days, couldn't we?
I will have to treat you to dinner once the power's back on.

-Vira-Lorr