[b]This is a dream come true! This is a wonderful find! You know you were working in the right direction, you felt it right in your bones! What is it you found exactly. Why its a Snake shaped bit of white jade. You just happen to know a troll who has a thing for unique rocks who also has a slither-beast lusus.  You add it to the sack of other present rocks. You finally found the center piece of your rocky present collection. 

===> Capture log completed Present bag

You capture log the bag, carefully memorizing which geode is the one holding your present.  You skedaddle back to your hive proper, navigating the twisty twirl tunnel you made with relative ease. When you retune to your hive proper  you are unsurprised to find your Dig-beast of a Mole-Dad is digging about in one of your piles of various finds about in your room. Freaking mole-dad, always getting into your junk. Eating your collection of crystals and gems.  You know he's just taking care of the extreme clutter that comes from your horde, but honestly, he can dig up his own precious stones for dinner darn it. 

===> Stealth past your lusus and check on your game!

You quietly sneak past mole dad to check  on the game down load. Perhaps if you're one of the first to finish you can be playing with your flush-crush directly :# now that would be fantastic. 

BUT ALAS Mole dad has awoken! And of course he is  being a nosey 

===> STRIFE

You engage in combat with mole father, brandishing your drill and revving it try and ward him off. Today he is unimpressed by your threatening display. He takes a parental swipe at you, knocking you squarely on your ass. You hop back up and rush forward and swing your drill at your surly Lusus. He parries it with ease and goes to enfold you in both enormous arms. Gosh darn it Dad, Aren't I too old for hugs! geez!  You deftly step back from the loving embrace and  attempt to use your powers to push a great deal of earth  at the fraternal fauna, but the big mole beast taught you everything you know about tunneling and digs through the flung earth with minimal effort. You grit your slightly busted fangs and do a youth roll over to your pile of crystals and grab a handful of big ones, and use your powers  once more to send them zipping down a tunnel. The ploy worked, and mole dad lumbers after the rocketing rocks like a wrigglier after iced sugared water on a stick. 

===> Communicate with your friend, let him know his present is ready and on the way

That is a great idea, but first you check on your DL of the mystery game. Seems to be almost done. Your computer has seen better days, but it is just about finished doing its thing. Hopefully...maybe. God you need an upgrade. Should maybe talk to your tech buddy about that, oh heay, speak of the devil. Seems they got something on their mind
===> Talk with buddy

Hmmm. hmmmmmmm. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Well no talk of tech upgrades. But seems that underlying tension between your low brood friend and high blood morail is about to bloom into the thorny flower of black-rom. This makes you...uneasy for your friends safety to be honest. But Maybe you are being to paranoid. Perhaps having this sort of relationship will give Mal a constructive and healthy outlit for their junk...Yeah...

===> Enough of this emotional nonsense, Send your gift.

You pull out the Geode from your sylabex containing the rocks and snake like white jade you collected and load it into a little tunnel. You have several tunnels like this all facing different directions. You use them in conjunction with your terrakentic abilities to launch the rock-encosed items from your syldex to friends. Each tunnel is appropriately marked, each acting like a barrel to a cannon aimed at a buddies hive. You close your eyes and focus, remembering the amount of force needed to reach  Lemony's  annnd 

PACHOOOOOOO~!

===> Better send Lemony a message to expect a gift to be arriving soon. But maybe you could be someone else to.
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