take your tips 》redecorating + giveaway

[michael t.]

YOU NEVER GAVE UP ON ME; WHY DON'T YOU?
I'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU SEE; WHY WON'T YOU?

All in all, Michael had never really been one much for giving things away. That wouldn't be a surprise to most of those that knew him, considering how greedy he tended to be. Of course, there were exceptions to his usual actions. He was always willing to give gifts to Roxie, as well as Diya and the other familiar faces that he was fond of. And if the tavern was really in need of something, the dealer usually went through the effort of finding it for them. Otherwise, though, he often just kept his things to himself, usually just moving things around whenever he tried to clean his house. Thankfully, the place wasn't actually too cluttered. Mainly because the dealer liked shiny things over anything else, which meant that he didn't just stuff whatever he could grab inside his home. He mainly just had a great deal of jewelry, along with a few bright and shiny bobbles that he had proudly displayed. Trevor certainly made fun of him for it,  but his husband made fun of him for a lot of things, and it was all good natured. After all, Trev certainly had his own... unique way of decorating, as well.

Even if he didn't give things away often, the bobcat could understand the desire to do so. He certainly couldn't blame Riftweaver for wanting to clear things out, considering how hectic his life had been as of late. Michael did find his mismatched blue gaze scanning over the various scattered items with interest, a soft hum of curiosity leaving him before he spoke, "Hey, Rift... Nice of you to give some stuff away for others. Like Keona and Goldie said, the tavern and temple are always looking for extra stuff... plenty of rooms to fill and beds to make." Nothing immediately shiny or interesting caught his eye, which caused him to make himself comfortable before he continued, "You could also try putting some things aside for our allies. I don't think they'd ever mind getting some gifts from us." His gaze shifted then over to Keona, looking over the gifts that his fellow dealer had been given.

Letting out a smooth whistle as he spotted the sunglasses, Michael muttered, "I think you'll look good with sunglasses, Keo. I used to wear some to hide my eyes, but I've thankfully gotten over that... mostly." He still didn't really like the thought that enemies could easily see his blind eye, but he also liked to think that he had gotten a little bit better at fighting. Which meant that he had less to worry about, when it came to The Typhoon's several enemies.

— Reggan