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TDM #4 - Aurora Borealis Blitz [FIRST EDITION]

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette January Issue

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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

1/10/24 | TDM #4 - AURORA BOREALIS BLITZ"
Content Warnings: "Further Details" section has independent CW labels.
Forecast: Heavy snow

BREAKING! REBUILDING HELP REQUESTED

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

A photo taken of the damage.

ACROSS PUMPKIN HOLLOW - City government is requesting aid with repairs to public buildings and local fixtures after the recent earthquakes on Tuesday, January 8th. While there was minimal damage to Town Hall itself, several important buildings sustained damage, including the Magpie National Bank, the South Train Station and the Clock Tower, which is now stuck with hands at 8pm.

Regarding the cause of the earthquake, local biologist Dr. Elias Coldwood was heard to say “There's never been seismic activity here.” And he’s a scientist, so he would know! But clearly this is no longer the case. Perhaps Pumpkin Hollow has a mysterious tiny civilization underground worshiping a destroyer god, planning to attack through the bowling alley, the moment we create a bowling alley. Perhaps not. More on this story as it unfolds, faithful readers.

In the meantime, volunteers to help with the damage to city buildings are invited to meet with Mayor Hellen Poe for assignments.

ANNUAL AURORA IN NORTHERN SKY

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

An artist's rendition of last year's view.

ABOVE MARROW ISLE - Midwinter is upon us! That means it’s the time of year when our skies light up with the technicolor gleam of the arctic north! Those looking northward between the hours of 10pm and 2am should be able to see beautiful curtains of bright green, blue, purple, and pink lighting up the sky above the island. If you plan to go outside to view the lights rather than looking from your window, please make sure you travel in a group and carry a lantern. May it be ever lit!

HOROSCOPES

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

What do the stars say about you today?

Capricorn: Do you feel as if you’ve lost something? If not, it’s wise to double-check. Perhaps it’s not something like a button or a key, but your sense of wonder or your self-confidence. Remember, things tend to be in the last place you look.

Aquarius: Something about the year ending made you feel lighter, like taking off a heavy wool coat. Ride this burst of energy as far as it will take you, because the shiny of a fresh beginning tends to wear off quickly.

Pisces: Don’t worry, I don’t believe what everyone says behind your back. You’re not too sensitive or too naive. They’re just jealous. Really, most of the time when they’re whispering, it’s not even about you.

Aries: You’re the sort of warm individual that babies and animals are drawn to. Unfortunately, this may include hungry wolves and swarms of insects. But don’t let that bring you down! We need that sort of personality around here.

Taurus: There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be the best, until you work to stop others from also being the best. That’s called cheating and may lead to you being disqualified from competitions. If you get caught, that is.

Gemini: You know those riddles about the two guards, one who always tells the truth and one who always lies? Well, everyone hates those riddles with a passion. You’ll see for yourself, soon.

Cancer: Wouldn’t you like to know?

Leo: Your incandescent personality often makes you the center of attention. However, that’s not the only thing about you that glows. Moths may flock to you in the dark this week, and so might children afraid to sleep with the lights out.

Virgo: Be careful with your words–they aren’t just the precursors to your deeds, but the manifestation of your will. This is not a week for idioms and metaphors, not for you. Even something like bemoaning a lack of spoons may make eating cereal harder.

Libra: You are, inevitably, the first one heard to say a situation isn’t fair. And it’s not, nor will it ever be. Instead of getting upset, have you ever considered getting revenge? That’s usually more satisfying in the long run.

Scorpio: Ugh, Scorpios. The position of Venus means your usually volatile emotions will be in the doldrums instead. Enjoy this while it lasts I guess. Who knows if you’ll ever experience such peace again, given, well. You’re kind of an emotional mess and no one likes you.

Sagittarius: There will never be another day like today. You must strive to make the day everything you want it to be. No mistakes, now! Consider your choices very carefully. Consider your choice to consider, very carefully.

SUNFIRE'S HEARTH

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

A photo of Mayor Poe's cats, Toffee and Butter, enjoying the view.

ASSORTED LOCATIONS - As the coldest part of the year settles over our fair isle, it is time for Sunfire’s Hearth--- an informal celebration of bonfires and hearth flames, for those unfamiliar! For the months of January and February, a raised platform for bonfires will be lit on weekends, and restaurants and taverns across town will keep their fireplaces lit. Unlike many of our other festivities, there is no structured celebration--- simply make some time during this time to bask in the warmth of a fire! You can even celebrate at home.

An additional benefit of this time of year is that Merrymeet is well on its way. So take this time and get snuggly in front of a fire with your special person to get in the mood for romance! (Or they could be platonic snuggles. Whatever suits you best.)

LOCAL ALCHEMIST REPORTS MISSING POTION

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Some of Mx. Sallek's usual stock. Could stand to have better labels./p>

LOCATION UNCERTAIN - Early Monday morning, local alchemist Aeryn Sallek reported that a large container of magical potion has been swapped with another, and it would seem that the mistaken jug has been sent out for delivery. According to Mx. Sallek, they sent a number of jugs out for delivery in a case with our local delivery extraordinaire, Sam Porter Bridges. The jugs were meant to contain a harmless, potable freeze-resistance potion for our town’s various water sources, in the interest of keeping water reserves drinkable in sub-freezing winter weather. However, when they returned to the shop, one of these potions remained on their counter while a love potion they’d been working on went missing.

“‘Love potion’ is kind of a misnomer, honestly,” Mx. Sallek is quoted to have said on the matter. “But ‘emotional acuity’ potion doesn’t quite roll off the tongue. Basically what it actually does is enhance existing romantic desire and embolden the user to be emotionally open. But Yorick should already know all this, since he’s the one who ordered it.” [Editing note: don’t forget to cut the last part of that comment before publishing. Cecil, you don’t need to include personal statements directed at reporters from these interviews!]

It’s unclear which area of town this particular potion ended up being injected into the water source, but according to Mx. Sallek, the potion was not particularly intense to begin with. It should be significantly diluted as to be harmless. Still, if you notice any strange symptoms such as butterflies in your stomach, a desire to burst into song, or inexplicable yearning, please file a report with the Safety Board at your earliest convenience.

FOOD SHORTAGES PUT STRAIN ON ISLAND ECONOMY

By Yorick Aberdeen

MARKET DISTRICT - While there are many things to celebrate this time of year, Marrow Isle is not without its adversity. Over these past months, many new members of our community have arrived by ferry after our numbers remained small and stagnant for many years. And the presence of our newfound neighbors has been a boon to all of us. Many artisans have opened useful businesses, medical professionals have expanded our access to healthcare, and a new fishing vessel has taken to the seas. However, despite a few additions, our farming community remains quite modest and planting was not planned with such incredible new growth in mind.

The unfortunate result of this is that food reserves on the island this year are uncharacteristically low. As such, Town Council has made the difficult decision to allow for the temporary inflation of food prices and the rationing of food staples.

“We understand the hardship this will place on the residents of Pumpkin Hollow,” said Mayor Poe in a statement after this decision was made. “But please know that we are all in this together. We hope to be able to offer a better incentive package for those interested in farming in the coming springtime.”

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Further Details...
Aurora

The dead of winter sheds all colors of the trees and flowers across Marrow Isle, but tonight, there are no stark whites and grays and browns.

Tonight, in the sky sprawling with stars above the dreary town, there are lights.

Sprawling trails of violet and green twist and wave through the sky, brightening the earth below and the sea beyond Jack's Marina in magical colors. The return of the borealis is something many Pumpkin Hollowites look forward to, and their reactions are very clear: people scurry down to the shores to watch with wide eyes, many retrieve telescopes, and some even borrow the decks of ships, abandoned for the night at the docks, to watch the sights.

It doesn't take long for this to change, however; the sea nor land are safe from the curse, and it's made quickly apparent that the sky is no exception.

At first, the sight seems like none more than an illusion, perhaps someone blinking and missing a strange shift of the lights. A glimmering outline forms around a cluster of stars, only slightly harder than any of the lines that define the aurora's rays. Several of these shapes form, each array of stars different from the last, some larger, some smaller.

And then, the stars begin to fall.

Seeming to peel off the painted sky, the ebbing colors surrounding the starlight drop, crashing to the world below. Some fall to the streets and beaches, while others fall into the forest, leaving view, or drop into the sea, leaving splashes and waves in their wake that ensure any watching knows full and well that this is not a trick of the light. At first, these shapes are unmoving, glowing masses of aurora-light with stars shining brightly within them. Most townsfolk are uneasy, but this seems to pale in severity to the other disasters, even if they lack any idea of what it could mean for them.

That is, of course, until the masses begin to move.

Each one is as varied as the constellation it stole from the sky: stars form suggestions of skeletal structures, and their "flesh", only consisting of swimming lights and liquid sky that steals any lights around them. Two identical glowing shapes rise to a face finally taking form, and slowly, moving more like gel than animal as it rises to freshly-formed legs, it settles on the closest living thing it can find.

There is no calculation in it, nor what seems to be a glimmer of thought.

It simply lunges with intent to kill.

Horoscopes [CW: Altered emotional states ]

Cecil’s disconcerting horoscopes have the following effects for the next few days:

  • Capricorn: misplaced things, particularly small objects
  • Aquarius: zoomies!
  • Pisces: intense paranoia
  • Aries: Disney princess-like magnetism to local fauna
  • Taurus: insatiable perfectionism
  • Gemini: reversed truth values; lies come out honest, being honest sounds like a lie.
  • Cancer: Pandora-esque curiosity, to the point of personal detriment
  • Leo: radiant glow emanating from your person
  • Virgo: figurative speech is manifested into the world with its literal meaning
  • Libra: a particularly potent desire for revenge
  • Scorpio: numbing of emotions (can be counteracted by love potion, partially)
  • Sagittarius: incapacitating indecision
(Don’t know your character’s sign? Feel free to just decide on one!)

Love Potion [CW: Altered Emotional States ]

Unbeknownst to the townsfolk, the “love” potion ended up in the water supply of the Oak & Iron. As promised by Aeryn, it is thoroughly diluted, as its recipients believed it to be a normal freeze-resistance potion to be mixed with their water.

The effects are not particularly intense. However, anyone who drinks any of the tavern’s housemade ale or cider, drinks the coffee, or eats any food that might require water to cook will experience symptoms of “emotional acuity”. This involves feeling more emotionally open, more receptive to positive feelings about others, a strong desire for physical or verbal affection, and the intensification of romantic or sexual attraction that you might already be experiencing. It will last about half a day. Just in time to help potentially land you a date for Merrymeet, a flower and fertility festival in early spring!

Famine [CW: Starvation and food scarcity ]

Food rationing and inflation will have the following impact:

Grocery budgets for apped-in characters will be reduced in their efficacy. Basic groceries will be only the most minimal of staples. You will likely go hungry if you do not find a way to supplement this. Bountiful groceries will be reduced to the amount of food normally contained in basic. Lavish groceries will not be available at all. Your grocery choices from Activity Check are not able to be modified for this month unless otherwise stated.

Bonuses and Discounts associated with the Farmer and Fisherman jobs are also reduced. Level 1 bonuses will be reduced to standard, which is to say how they would function for a non-Farmer/Fisherman character during a normal, pre-famine month. (ex. Whereas normally a Level 1 Farmer would get free Basic groceries, they will now have to pay the 50 Brass, but do not have the efficacy of Basic groceries reduced as described above.) Level 2 bonuses will be reduced to that of a Level 1 Farmer/Fisherman. (ex. Whereas a Level 2 Fisherman would normally be able to have Bountiful groceries discounted to 50 Brass, they now must pay full price for Bountiful groceries. However, they can still get Basic groceries for free and don’t suffer from the famine induced efficacy reduction for either budget.)

Oak & Iron Residents will only be able to receive bland, repetitive meals with their food vouchers consisting of simple broth, plain bread, bland potato dishes, and the like. It is enough to be fed and comfortable but it is incredibly unsatisfying. (This includes all new characters that are not apped-in.) Drinks, however, are still plentiful.

Characters who do not eat will find that their respective sources of fuel will be reduced to just barely enough to keep them functional, provided that they ration carefully. (Ex. Transformers may want to be less active. Vampires will find that victims cannot handle excessive blood loss without fainting and generally prefer to stay home.)

Characters who were present to fight the Mother Crab back in late summer and chose to can some of their crab can use it now!

Hunting, foraging, and fishing can help reduce the impact of these reductions, and people can share their food. You can absolutely die of starvation. After Merrymeet in February, food will return to normal.

gruesomegourmand: (:)!)

[personal profile] gruesomegourmand 2024-01-24 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I believe so. Plenty of stew is still here, and I can't see anyone else with an empty bowl yet."

Laios pours the second bowl without another moment of hesitation, before he gets back to his slow stir, practically radiating warm delight at this point.

"It smells fantastic, by the way. Are you a chef? For a soup so large, to feed so many people, I think you did a great job."
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[personal profile] gruesomegourmand 2024-01-24 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Perfect! Boars have a lot of food to offer. Useful bones, as well."

He pauses for a moment, and, he finally caves. He can't help but ask bird questions. This is a bird man right in front of him! How's he supposed to manage?

"Are you able to do any... aerial hunting? If we have time after the boars, and you were able to take a skyward approach, there's a chance we could catch the geese off-guard! I can't imagine they have too many flying predators to worry about, do they?"
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-01-24 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I have to take that journey with you. My original plan to have the combat implants removed when I retired is, haha, ha...up in smoke." Old Person Jean about to throw a hip doing kung fu on Moblins.

Pomni's courage is not helping the urge to touch her. Maybe just a little chin tilt...

"You were very brave to come here," Jean murmurs, making Eye Contact. "I know you're shy, and I like that! But you're brave too, Sailor. To take up a new skill, to volunteer as a runner...you're very smartly pushing your limits. But I was thinking about trying to capture the shyness."

"What would you think of lounging on the couch, covering up with one hand?"
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[personal profile] lightconductor 2024-01-24 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"You will have your time, madam."

Watson nods shortly, and slides into a place where he can brace himself for a long haul as comfortably as he can. And then -- well, it's a nasty firefight, more prolonged than any he's had in recent memory. While the stars make for a neat target, he's inexperienced enough with this particular weapon that it takes him a few shots before he starts getting the hang of the way it fires, the way it swings, the way he needs to sight down the barrel. It's familiar, even if it's more like a small cannon in his hand than a pistol.
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[personal profile] lightconductor 2024-01-24 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I imagine it would be much better for us both if we weren't glowing. I hope this wears off eventually. I've had quite enough of it."

A creature lunges at the window, catlike; Watson tenses but does not flinch. "I'm not sure that they won't figure out a way in," he says, grimly. "We need to be prepared for that."
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[personal profile] lightconductor 2024-01-24 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Watson stares for a moment, startled, before it turns into a warm, if helpless chuckle. He always knew this wasn't going to be a typical medical appointment, especially if it was happening here, but the eternal dread of disrobing in front of someone for the first time has him pause for a moment.

Just a moment.

"Because of the blood, of course," he murmurs. "I -- well. Let me see to the fire. I haven't quite your advantage in a cold room."

He smiles, a little shy, a little bashful, and he steps away to add fuel to the iron stove and put another kettle of water on the top of it. And then, with slow and deliberate movements, Watson shrugs off his outer layer of clothing and unbuttons his shirt. His left shoulder is a crater of old scar tissue. He keeps his chin high.
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[personal profile] jeveuxpartir 2024-01-24 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
The notion of her being brave gets a little laugh out of her--- largely because she didn't think of it that way--- but she's clearly interested when they mention the idea of the next pose.

She glances over to the couch, contemplates for a moment, and then gives Jean a small, playful grin.

"Yeah, I think I can manage that!"

With little further time to waste, she steps over to the couch, and with a moment to settle in, leans back against the arm of it. The furthest leg is hiked up and leaned against the back of the couch, the other is angled outwards and open, and she moves one of her hands to light over as much of her crotch as she can, and left the other arm almost-lazed over her chest. She's tried her best to make the angle face a bit outwards - not too much that it'd be uncomfortable, but just so much so that she's very much on display.

"Is this kind of what you were thinking?"
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By tradition I declare: damn OCs and their one-liners

[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-01-24 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Hey Pomni you ever seen a living person bluescreen in real life?

jeveuxpartir: ([Joy] having a laff)

[personal profile] jeveuxpartir 2024-01-24 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
If she had a nickel for every time she got a personal bluescreen, she'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice!

She can't help a laugh, having to move her hand off her chest to cover her mouth, looking thoroughly amused.

"So that's a yes?"
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-01-24 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Y-yes, yes, it's. Perfect." Jean bites their lip, just shy of drawing blood; their sharp teeth indent the skin and hold it while they move their chair to get a better angle. They settle in, face hot. Damnit Jean, this entire mission was your idea, get a grip.

They down the rest of their coffee to steady their nerves. Key mistake.

The pencil starts moving, but there's a notable quickening of Jean's breathing. Their gaze keeps roaming Pomni's body, lingering at times on her eyes, on the press of her fingers against her skin, on her feet...
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[personal profile] jeveuxpartir 2024-01-24 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
With every time Pomni caught their gaze, something burned warmer and warmer in her chest, a ridiculous fluttering feeling. There was only one other time she could recall that she'd ever been looked like this, or anything even close - and that was getting freed from the jester costume.

She can't help but think that she could get used to this.

Only taking a break after a few minutes to finish the last bit of her coffee (also a key mistake!), she gives a curious tilt of her head. The flush on her face has spread, and she can't help the flustered, excited grin that's lingering on her lips.

"How's it going over there?"
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[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-01-24 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"You're beautiful."

Not handsome, though Watson is wholly that too. But Cerrit's appreciating the play of light on the curves of arms and the scar, the way he moves. He watches with approval, and then gestures Watson closer.
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-01-24 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Almost...done..." Jean takes a deep breath in through their nose to steady themself. Control yourself, agent! The discussion with Zelda is something like broad permission but Pomni is shy, and came out on a limb to be here. The last thing she needs is your, your wild fantasies about -

- Let's just end that thought right here shall we? Good plan Jean. They get up and bring Pomni the drawing, the entire notebook in fact, hands shaking with excitement. "I. I'll. Get a refill for us both, I'll be right back Sailor, it'll be just a minute -"

Cups: grabbed

Kitchen: dashed into

Jean will be...a few minutes. They're trying to distract themself from the rising tide inside of them by drinking more coffee; usually eating or drinking gets Jean out of moods, you see.

More fool them.
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Re: Arrival

[personal profile] graphomaniac 2024-01-24 03:54 am (UTC)(link)

Lev/Lyubov laughs, as much at the gesture as at Mairi's initial bemusement.

"Monarchy is just like, toxic," they say, cheerily. "And I do not hold like those who say that death's a just comeuppance. They ought to live and be made reckon with the damage they have inflicted!"

Mairi's appearance does not faze them at all; they just assume she's like them—a nephil—and either prefers to show herself like this, or got stuck that way when rising from the Pale at some point. They could, after all, with great effort hide the eye in the middle of their forehead, the one what shines like a star. They just don't put that effort in, because they like how it looks.

Edited (oops submitted too soon) 2024-01-24 03:55 (UTC)
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[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-01-24 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"I am very good at aerial hunting, though only during the day. Flying in the woods at night is, ah. A challenge."

He doesn't seem to mind the question being asked, whatever that's worth!
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[personal profile] graphomaniac 2024-01-24 04:07 am (UTC)(link)

Lev smiles warmly; they're touched by Cecil's consideration, and on the heels of the news that there's just the two of them here to bear the yoke of Heaven, it's all the more welcome.

"I find it like, entirely proper," they say and even bow a little. "Food ... well, I have not none of the books so I can check, but like, I do recall the Law was given to us to live by, nu? But if I have the choice to eat by the house of one of my compatriots, I shall assuredly take it."

They gesture with their walking-stick, "lead on, please!"

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Wildcard: Library

[personal profile] graveling 2024-01-24 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
It is not that Angel's attempting to sneak up on Lev in the library. But he is, by his nature, rather quiet. That is, he's not breathing, and his footsteps trend light and careful, and the Rabbi might not realize they're not alone until they're not alone and there's someone at the shelf next to them. Or something, depending on your view of such matters.

"New in town?" Okay, he doesn't breathe (nor blink, apparently), but he speaks, in a thunderstorm rumble of a voice, curious.
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[personal profile] lightconductor 2024-01-24 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Am I? I thought I might seem rather, well, small and bald in comparison to you. You're glorious."

He steps forward, beckoned. Of course he steps forward, one hand outreached to slide into Cerrit's feathers as soon as he's close enough.
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[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-01-24 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Cerrit leans into that touch, closing his eyes.

"You're right that you're awfully bald. I don't know how to take care of you, the way you are for me right now. Among eisfurra, grooming one another is something of an intimate act. Not necessarily sexual, but something you don't let someone do who you don't trust. Families might preen one another at the end of a long day, and it's something partners do for one another. I can't straighten your feathers. But I'd want to, John."
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[personal profile] lightconductor 2024-01-24 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"We could surely find something else for you to do," he sighs. "You can keep me warm on cold nights, for one."

He means that literally, even. Watson strokes Cerrit's chest, aware that he's not done working, he cannot be until Cerrit is clean and dry and safe, but he's exhausted, and for the moment he needs to stand here and regain some degree of strength before he can carry on. "Or you can let me lean on you when I'm tired, just like this. My god, but you're soft."
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[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2024-01-24 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
{OOC: I'm playing Mary as never considering women as a romantic option in the passt, though whether that's due to lack of attraction or lack of knowledge... let's play it out.}

"Oh, well thank you!" Mary replies, after a moment taken to realize that she's the one being addressed with that compliment. Then she gets a good look at who complimented her, and smiles warmly.

This other woman is all in shades of blue, which in Mary's world would mark her as unusual. Perhaps a metahuman with special powers, but unable to blend in to the normal population... much like Mary herself. Mary has sympathy for those who might be seen as outcasts. Though, really, she shouldn't make too many assumptions.

"My name is Mary Dahl. What's yours?"
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[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-01-24 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
There's a soft chirruping sound that comes from Cerrit when his chest is fondled, certainly not distressed at all. "You're always welcome to lean into me. And I'd be happy to keep you warm. Warm and safe."
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[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2024-01-24 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
{With apologies to the playwright, Willy Russell...}

Mary gives a small nod when Chris waves, and then walks over to the kitchen set. It's really more the suggestion of a kitchen, but the props are all close to scale with herself -- which was a pleasant surprise for her.

The 'stove' is set up so that to stand at it is to face stage right. She stands there to start her monologue, but she's often turning to face the audience who she addresses as "Wall". She's Mrs. Joe Bradshaw... what's left after years of marriage has stifled away Shirley Valentine. She's stuck in the rut of routine, with nobody but the wall to talk to at present.

"...I never used to drink wine. It was our Millandra who started me on this. She said to me, 'Mother, nobody drinks rum an' coke these days. Everybody drinks wine instead. Oh Mother! Have a glass of Riesling instead.' Kids. They know everything, don't they?"

She puts down her glass and flutters a hand before saying, "Oh God, look at the time. What am I doin' sitting here talking and he'll be in for his tea, won't he? An' what's he like? My feller. What's he like, wall? Well, he likes everything to be as it's always been. Like his tea always has to be on the table as he comes through that door. I've given up arguing. I said to him once, I said, 'Listen, Joe. If your tea isn't on the table at the same time every night it doesn't mean that brass has collapsed or there's been a world disaster. All it means, Joe, is that one of the millions of people on this planet has to eat his tea at a different time.' Didn't do any good. I could've been talking to you, wall!"

She sighs, "I always said I'd leave him when the kids grew up. But by the time they'd grown up there was nowhere to go. You don't start again at forty-two, do you?"
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[personal profile] wolfborn_were 2024-01-24 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
The annoyance startles him, and Em says quietly, "I was joking. If I get hurt, I'll come in."

Definitely not one to joke around with, it seems.
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[personal profile] wolfborn_were 2024-01-24 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Nice to meet you, Mairi," Emery says, shaking her hand. Despite his monotone and growly voice in hybrid form, he does his best to sound friendly. "With the delay those farm animals were giving me, I'll have to run to get to the proper hunting place now. You mind being carried? Save you a spell."

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