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As it is only a thing I have heard, to make it so those who are not human able to interact within the city, I cannot say for certain if it holds the same affect as your own...gift.

[ Unsure, unsure, but trying to be open minded. Shape shifting makes her even more nervous that other magical abilities. ]

I would meet you wherever you might have me, sir.

Ah, you mean the holographic devices. No, those only create an illusion around the person, to make them look human. This spell alters the body itself.

[Not completely human, retaining his senses, strength, and magic, but close enough.]

I am near the Transporter building. If you wish to see the truth of it, it's best to meet there, instead of in town.

As you say, lord governor.

[ She'll be there after about an hour, needing some time to gather her thoughts after recent tragedy, and to do her hair of course. But she will be there, wrapped in a dark cloak lined with fur and velvet, a covered basket hanging off of one arm. ]

[Kang gets there before Anne, and keeps himself busy helping out with something until she arrives. It takes him a few minutes to realize she's there, and he breaks away from his task to walk over to her, smiling.]

Miss Boleyn. I hope your cloak is as warm as it looks.

[ She approaches him somewhat warily, still unsure of this type of magic, especially if it is even more than an illusion. Whatever the difference is she's not sure.

Anne curtsies when he is close enough. ]

It suffices, though I take no pleasure in the chill of this weather. At least the snow itself offers beauty.

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I haven't seen you nervous around me in months. Is it my magic that makes you so?

[He hopes not. He doesn't like seeing someone he considers a friend nervous around him.]

Maybe I am only envious such a power is not mine.

I think I would hate it more if you envied me.

[Kang pushes the sleeve of his jacket up enough to show a bit of his forearm, and holds his arm out for her to touch.]

Here is proof, if you wanted it, that it is not the same as the holograms the Initiative provides.

Then I will be certain to suffer you neither!

[ As if to prove herself, she reaches out to touch his arm before pulling her hand back. It's important not to show fear, not even to so-called friends, and if she was letting her nerves show then she was truly failing.

Now she pulls a smile out of nowhere, like it was there all along. ]

You are bold, my lord, though we are not dancing.

[It's skin and hair, just like her. The hologram would have left the feeling of his normal scales.]

No, but what I have for you could be worn while dancing.

[He smiles and pushes his sleeve back down before pulling a red velvet box out of the cloth bag at his side. Inside is a pearl necklace."

[ With a curious smile, Anne accepts the box, keeping her basket dangling from one arm while she opens up her own present. Upon seeing pearls, her eyes naturally light up. She's intrigued by the design as well, both simplistic in presentation but with a very delicate flare. It is new, and something she is happy to try. ]

How beautiful. But whatever could I have done to be worthy of such a fine gift?

Nothing at all. We don't celebrate Christmas on my world, but I've grown fond of this particular tradition. I knew you would like pearls.

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They are the most lovely... Is this a design of your home? Mayhap we ought to move somewhere to sit so I fear not of dropping or losing such a fine gift.

[He shakes his head.]

It may be similar to a Palanthian or Elven design. I wouldn't know. We tend to prefer much simpler jewelry.

[There's a small couch several feet away that he begins moving towards.]

[ She follows to sit. ]

This is a level of artistry not practices in my time. But I would feel like a Greek princess wearing it.

I'm glad that you like it.

[He pulls the video cube he'd used before out of his bag.]

If you do find an occasion to wear it here, you'll have to find a way for me to see, and allow me a keepsake.

[ Anne eyes the cube curiously before resting her fingertips below her throat. ]

I can scarcely wait any longer to try it on. But then you wish to...record it? As a painting? I am not certain, my lord...

[ That sounds too much like a minitaire portrait, and that's sort of an intimate gift. But she doesn't want to be rude when he just got her something, either. ]

As a photograph. Only with your permission, of course.

[It's rude to take pictures of people without permission, after all. It hasn't even occurred to him that her culture would view such a thing in a different way, with the ubiquity of photography he's become used to.]

[ She isn't sure what to say, she feels a bit trapped here. Not that Anne hasn't gotten herself out of plenty of sticky situations, but everything here is very new, and there is culture clash everywhere she looks.

He has a family, but she wouldn't bring that up to dissuade him, she doesn't know him well enough. Maybe it's not seen as adulterous where he's from, and though it might be in her time, it hasn't stopped her before. But that's where there was interest, and it was important. ]

I suppose...so long as you do not let any others see it, it might be your Christmas present.

[He picks up on her unease and smiles reassuringly.]

It won't hurt my feelings if you refuse, Miss Boleyn. All that I require in return is to see you happy with your gift.

But I feel it is the least you deserve, for all you have done for me since I first arrived here. And here all I brought you is a bottle of some wine I spiced at the home.

[ She sets the basket between them and pulls back the linen to reveal the bottle; no label, just a card attached to it with her signature. ]

It hardly suffices.

[Wine is not his favorite thing ever, but he will at least try it, since it's a gift. He takes the bottle from the basket.]

I assure you, it does more than suffice. I didn't expect to receive any sort of present.

[ A considerate pause, and Anne reaches up to unfasten the pin on her cloak and untie the knot. Letting the fabric pool on the bench just behind her, she reaches back for her long hair to then pull out of the way, turning so that her back is to him. ]

It seems that for some reason, having my portrait will bring you joy. I want nothing more, so I should like to let you have one with me wearing this wondrous gift; much more than my humble self could possibly deserve.

[Kang sets the bottle to the side and takes the necklace from its box, carefully looping it around her neck and closing the clasp.]

Thank you, Miss Boleyn.

[It does mean a lot to him, to have such reminders of people when he knows that there's a good chance he'll outlive them for at least a century even if he's able to keep in contact with them. It's why he took so quickly to photographs and videos.]

There.

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