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TDM #4 - Aurora Borealis Bust? [REPRINT]

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette February Issue


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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

2/8/24 | TDM #4 - AURORA BOREALIS BLITZ BUST? Content Warnings: "Further Details" section has independent CW labels.
Forecast: SEVERE BLIZZARD WARNING

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.

AURORA TURNS VIOLENT - MYSTERIOUS BLIZZARD INTERRUPTS CHAOS

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

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

ABOVE MARROW ISLE - Despite our earlier report, it turns out that this year's annual aurora borealis season did not turn out to be a pleasant or romantic viewing experience. Instead, starry monsters based off of classic constellations have been attacking the town each time the aurora is in the sky! However, due to some extreme blizzards that have been occurring most nights each month since late January, the aurora has been interrupted more nights than not and the monsters intercepted. Still, the Pumpkin Hollow Safety Board would like to remind everyone to take appropriate precautions during inclement weather, and to tread carefully on clear nights as monsters may still be attacking until late February!

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

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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

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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.



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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-02-19 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Holy light..." Jean frowns, thoughts tick-tick-ticking behind those wide eyes. "Derived from the Mothers? From another source?"
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-02-19 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Those creatures keep coming, and alarms are sounding from the direction the civilians ran towards; indeed, star-beasts that were going a different way are now heading towards the town, many of them towards Dabi...

The second unearthly howl, hungry and massive, is much closer. Something streaks past Dabi and hits a bear-thing made of stars and that odd celestial gel that comprises the aurora beasts' flesh. They're tiny, maybe five-nothing if they're an inch, with messy black hair and some kind of strange, blood-soaked claws.

They've put on their ass-kicking outfit today.

The initial impact staggers the bear-thing all out of proportion with the seeming weight of the newcomer, and before it has time to recover they're raining blows with those claws, scraping starry bones, scoring them, cracking them to splinters.
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-02-19 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Hahaha, hahahaha, HAHAHAHAH, AAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCK I forgot about Valentine's." Their guilty expression doesn't last long. "But! Princess Zelda probably wouldn't even know what I was on about if I tried to apologize, who even knows if Pomni celebrates..."

They snap their fingers. "I'll do something special for them next month. When things are a bit better! And you will do me the very great honor of not bringing this up with them." César, Jean is trying to give you puppy dog eyes. You look at their icon and tell me if there's a world where they succeed at that.
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-02-19 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Comrade. Do you want this sushi?"
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[personal profile] graveling 2024-02-19 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
“A-another source.” He looks down sharply, rather than at Jean.
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[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-19 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's it?"

That's so easy. And straightforward. And she feels like she's forgotten something. "... you don't need anything else?"
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[personal profile] i_ink_therefore_i_ammy 2024-02-19 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)

"The larger the subject, the greater the cost. If I repair the larger things, I won't have enough to fight and protect people. But something small and broken apart is fairly easy."

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[personal profile] maskedstarbunny 2024-02-19 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)

"I am! And I am glad you are pleased. Sometimes, those who run such things are unconcerned, and then I have to start hitting people as work." There's a playful edge to the tone that does not undercut the truth of it at all, though there's no threat, either. "But it is always a delight to meet others who appreciate a good and well meant fight, as well as someone who can arrange it."

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[personal profile] i_ink_therefore_i_ammy 2024-02-19 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)

"Absolutely. I hope to meet all of the animals, and offer my help when the time for planting comes. I hear you have a delightful chicken?" John spoke of Bobbin in such glowing terms, of course she wants to meet her.

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[personal profile] i_ink_therefore_i_ammy 2024-02-19 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)

"I haven't had sushi since coming here. None at all. Pizza is a wonderful treat but it is not, and cannot be, sushi." It smells like home. Not quite the same, but still. "So you could say that, yes." Impressively, she maintains puppy dog eyes along with the grin the whole time without giggling. "Can I have the sushi?"

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[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-02-19 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'll pay eventually but I'm not gonna leave you with sticks and harsh language in the meantime." River shrugs. "If you want something enchanted that's pay up front and help with the materials, but other than that, yeah. That's it."
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-02-19 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
They shouldn't. They know they shouldn't. This is their co-worker; further, it is a being for whom Jean holds no small amount of fear and wariness. They should be treating Amaterasu accordingly.

They should be doing that.

But what happens is Jean throws a roll at the doggo like a little treatums, doggo wants her treatums doesn't she, jump doggo!
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-02-19 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
The sound hurts her ears, but she doesn't relent. Adjusting her jaws to grip something easier to snap off...a leg. Then another. Then one more, before she grabs a claw and drags the crippled crab away from the building, the weasel still inflicting damage as it goes down.
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[personal profile] i_ink_therefore_i_ammy 2024-02-20 12:00 am (UTC)(link)

Ammy does a little hop and chomps down on the sushi, tail wagging enthusiastically! Tension is best broken with doggy antics! This is why she continues with the puppy eyes, definitely, not just because more sushi.

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[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-02-20 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Her expression stays that way as he works it out, and then she breaks down in a giggling fit over it when he realizes what he's done. Her head briefly falls to rest against his as she gets it back under control.

"I don't know how it normally works for you but usually when we know we're about to do that, we wash up first, yes. I'm not saying no but I very much think a little more time would be nice."
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cw: mild talk about sex, nothing explicit

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-02-20 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
César can't help but laugh a bit through his embarrassment, too. Magne's cute.

"... you know, that's super smart. I'm game for that." He adopts that philosophy as his own automatically. "More time it is, then. ... it's my preference, too."

They're quiet enough to be heard only by themselves, and it's a good thing that the Oak & Iron is quieter, because César becomes quieter still, breaking off his gaze to look to the side.

"And I wish to speak to you about things ahead of time, anyway... whenever. My neurological structure causes impediments—" César stops himself then removes that blanket of technical terms he was starting to hide behind. "... My brain throws curve balls. I don't want you to think it's because of you it if it happens. And we should both be comfortable without surprise hangups."

He's not going to mention he's straight up disassociated before during sex, but it's on his things to warn her about. It's clear there's something worrying him about it. So it's not just all about her needs, but both their needs. César wants her to know he's got things going on, too.
Edited 2024-02-20 01:31 (UTC)
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[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-02-20 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
By now Tarantulas has finally regained his ability to transform, and so it's his normal fuzzy-humanoid self that opens the door for Eddie. He's even wearing clothing this time! Amazing how much the humanoid notions of modesty has grown on him in his time here -- or maybe that's just how much he hates being cold.

So he opens the door himself, and accepts the bag with a small grin. "This is very appreciated," he says -- woe betide, the spider has gotten addicted to caffeine -- and shows Eddie through the shop side of the house to the kitchen, where he's set up a little conversation nook with wooden chairs next to the stove. He already has tea brewing.

"Are you hungry?" he asks, trying to remember everything he's learned about human etiquette. "I have...jerky..." What, you think he knows how to cook?
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-02-20 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Before I bring something out to make a comparison with, comrade, I have a question of practical application. Can you go blind?"
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[personal profile] graveling 2024-02-20 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wh...what?"
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[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-02-20 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sorry!" César feels a small jolt through him as he hastily apologizes. "I was just making sure you were okay. Goodnight!"

He hurries off to find his own spot and my god he's such an awkward duck why are you making this harder to actually get to know someone I GUESS MORNING IT IS. They gotta shovel themselves out or something. IDK.
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[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2024-02-20 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
As can happen with some dark moods, it's lessened with sleep. Mary is feeling... if not happy, if not cheerful... at least not actively misanthropic.

She helps by clearing the steps, as attacking the larger snow drifts with a shovel is just asking to get herself lost in the snow. And it's important that nobody slip when going in or out of the library.

"I am going to be so happy when Spring finally gets here..." she comments.
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[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-02-20 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Magne simply smiles in return to the honestly justified non-threat. She wouldn't want to attend a fight club without knowing that she could get patched up later, and has fixed enough of her own injuries from unfair fights to know that she doesn't want anyone else to have to do the same. "If you didn't opt to help I would have conscripted one of the local docs to be on hand, just in case. I like my fights hard, but deadly is reserves for the people I don't like." Her tone is light, joking, but her history is evidence enough that she is willing to do some unfortunate things to others in service of her agenda.
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-02-20 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you look at an extremely bright light, will you go blind?"

It'S A VERY STRAIGHTFORWARD QUESTION, DEFINITELY NOT OMINOUS AT ALL -
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[personal profile] graveling 2024-02-21 12:15 am (UTC)(link)

"Yes. Probably. Why?"

Fucker.

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[personal profile] magistrixcaligo 2024-02-21 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Slowly, ponderously, the crab goes down. It is not a particularly smart creature; it isn't even, really, a particularly tough one. Bleeding out from its rent limbs, devoured from within, its death throes are neither long nor mighty. As its body dissolves into stardust, that thing which is not enough like a weasel picks itself up and tries, in vain, to shake its fur clean. Pure night sky streams from its smokestacks, and it closes its mouth, arches its back, and lets out a shrill whistle from those exhausts.

The man who had been sheltering opens the door cautiously, pistol in hand, and looks around. He is relieved to see the weasel. "Ma'am?" he calls out; he spares a glance to the Hellhound, but the emotional reaction there isn't fear - he looks back at the weasel immediately after, and he trusts it, implicitly.

Bones crack under the creature's skin, and it slowly, violently shifts into a vaguely demonic woman; ashen-skinned, pointy of teeth and nails, dressed in a white suit and a gold-threaded cloth face mask. She cracks her neck and dons a top hat that was in her hand before she starts to walk towards her employee, sparing Valdis a grateful nod and smile.

"James," the woman says pleasantly.

"...Ma'am?"

"You fell asleep on my clock again, didn't you James?"

"........Yes ma'am."

The woman puts a hand on her employee's shoulder. "You can stay the night in my guest room on the condition that you explain to your mother in the morning that she raised a damn fool."

"Yes ma'am."

James goes to run off, though he stops to offer Valdis a sloppy bow and his mumbled thanks; he's heading towards the central office.