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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

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

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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.



nothingbadeverhappensto: (wide eyed)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-06 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
The invitation is appreciated, and Leon takes a seat, glad that he didn't totally screw this up from the word go. He listens intently and without comment, even through the revelation that there's robots here, and while he does look a little confused by the end it's a thoughtful sort of confusion. He's thinking about it. It's a lot to take in at once.

"Huh," he says. Thankfully Leon does know what it's like to experience being a man very strongly and not take that for granted, which ironically makes it a little easier to imagine not, but only a little. He's tempted to ask if maybe that has something to do with the whole being dead thing, but that seems... probably rude. And that's not even getting into the idea of having more than one gender.

"I'm not gonna pretend I get everything about that, but I'll do my best not to be a dick about it. Do you... want me to call you something other than 'he' when I'm talking about you to other people? If you're not a man."
thelatechrisfreeman: (isolation (PB))

[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2024-03-06 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
The clinic, Marrow Isle Health and Wellness, is colloquially referred to as the Winterbottom Clinic, after the owner (retired doctor, Agnes Winterbottom). Early on evenings that show signs of star-beast attack, volunteers for the medical teams gather to get their assignments. And now, with the attacks and recovery in full swing, the clinic is quite busy.

More experienced volunteers have gotten good enough at triage that they can sort wounds that the nurses-in-training can handle from those that require that of a doctor (or in Chris's case, close enough). Chris lets the newcomer skip that process when they gesture him to come closer -- that slowly spreading stain of blood is sign enough for Chris.

"If you do need stitches, I'm a decent hand at them." It's a light joke, because Chris Freeman is looking very official and boss-like in that nice white labcoat they are wearing, with their surname stitched above the breast pocket. They guide Leon over to a seat that's free, and a volunteer follows after to deposit disinfectant and gauze within reach.

"I do run this place, with my brother," Chris replies. "I'm Chris Freeman. And you are?"

(While they are speaking as casual as you please, they are also inspecting his wound and getting it clean.)
graveling: (concern)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-06 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't really care. Most people use 'he' for me, and that's fine; it all feels like a semantic game, when applied to me. I could jump in and play, but there's people to whom it really does matter."

He shrugs, another very controlled motion.
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-03-06 09:14 am (UTC)(link)
"...Comrade it's a saturation strike, they're hitting the entire island."
redlightgreenlight: (cocky)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-03-06 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, maybe you should."

Hi César, meet the new soon-to-be therapist for Pumpkin Hollow.
theresalwaystheview: (skeptical regard)

[personal profile] theresalwaystheview 2024-03-06 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fast enough not to get caught so far," he replies uneasily, shifting foot to foot and glancing between the monsters, then back at Leon, only to freeze when he catches the look on the man's face. "No, don't even think about it." Death may not be permanent here, but he wasn't about to let someone else be hurt on his behalf. He reaches to grab the nearest bit of Leon's shirt that he can get a reasonable grip on, and tugs to one side in the hopes of getting both of them moving rather than fighting these things.

The scorpion creature is advancing, claws raised in a facsimile of a threat display, while the humanoid lurches forward with its face toward them, bulky arms coming up as if to grab.
nothingbadeverhappensto: (sad)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-07 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Leon takes his hand away from the wound and sits still to be inspected with all the practiced pain tolerance of someone who's been through this and worse many, many times before. It's not a deep cut, thankfully, but it is kind of a messy one - the star scorpion's stinger not exactly being the sharpest instrument out there.

"Leon Kennedy," he answers, still looking around with some curiosity and frowning at the sort of damage these things have been inflicting. "Seems like you run a pretty tight ship around here. This kind of thing happen often?"

He'd guess so, if the staff are so good at keeping calm under pressure - which is good, that they can, handle themselves so well and not be taken by surprise, but still. It's always sort of sad to meet other people for whom this kind of thing is everyday.
thelatechrisfreeman: (quietness (PB))

[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2024-03-07 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
"This sort of thing lately, and in general attacks against people in this town, usually by demonic forces," Chris replies. "Aidie and I are newcomers, like you. Not local to this place. We're sharing our knowledge of medicine and nursing with the locals so that... even when we do leave, this place is better off than we found it."

Again, using the conversation as a cover for what they are doing, Chris efficiently disinfects the cut by wiping it with an alcohol pledget, and starts sewing it up neat, small stitches.

"Now, I don't think there's any venom to these things -- last week, someone got bitten by the serpent in Ophiuchus and they didn't show symptoms. But I'd prefer if you stayed here so you can report on any symptoms during the rest of the night."

They would prefer it. But they are also used to people arguing with them.
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[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-07 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"That's true. But everything dies," (and that's a fact) Eddie says quietly. "Hell, with the Pine Devil here, everything can get eaten eventually."

He lapses into quiet thought for a while. "Chickens can live up to ten years. Twelve, I think, if they're really healthy. It will be a while yet. I'm thinking of staying, even after we solve the mystery and problem of the barrier, but... I didn't get the impression that you would?"
Edited (Vonn can you code properly for ONE goddamn tag??) 2024-03-07 00:58 (UTC)
nothingbadeverhappensto: (slight smile)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-07 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Got it." No he doesn't, not totally, but close enough that he can follow instructions even if he doesn't fully grasp the 'why' of it. Like he said, he may not understand, but he can try not to be a dick about it. "Sorry about the confusion earlier. It really is great that people can just... be open about that here. Wouldn't have expected that, looking around."

Leon's no scholar of history or anything, but the town's got a distinctly old-timey feel to it in a way that doesn't exactly jive with his notions of when it started being even sort of okay to be openly gay, much less transgender. He's got some stuff to think about now, on top of the whole existential crisis of being caught between life and death.

"So. Thanks for telling me."
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[personal profile] magistrixcaligo 2024-03-07 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Deirdre forgives Ellarinne with a wave of her hand, preferring instead to gesture grandly to their surroundings with her cane. "It's my honor to welcome you to Marrow Island, madam, and to the town of Pumpkin Hollow upon it. My birthplace and only home. I'm certain you'll not find our hospitality lacking."
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-03-07 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Ryja might not be able to see, but does she recognize the sound of someone vigorously fingering themself? Jean's voice pitches high as they moan, their breathing quick and irregular, racing towards a peak that's been encouraged by lust and power.
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[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-03-07 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Magne huffs and shakes her head, reaching for a drink, herself. "A man like that, I'm not surprised he has dirty laundry."

A glance sideways at him, and she picks up that preoccupation. Her hand moves to rest over his wrist, thumb just shy of the row of staples keeping the seam between skin and scar sealed. "If you managed to pull that off, then the others will be able to finish the job, I'm sure. Then it's just a matter of the rest of the country. Nothing worth doing has ever been done peacefully anyway."
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[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-07 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome. Also, if you've got questions you've been nervous about asking anyone else about...all of this, now's a good time."

He is trying very hard to be helpful.
pineapplesalmon: (a pause from science)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-07 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
César shrugs a little. "We're trying to give ourselves some breathing room. Everything started off rather... intensely due to external circumstances. But we know. We'll say it when we're ready."

Good, César needs like five of those.

He sighs and puts his chin on his hands, looking a bit dreamy (oh no, he's getting worse). "If you're helping with the star monsters, you'll get to see her fight."
nothingbadeverhappensto: (training)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-07 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Leon laughs a little, glancing over his shoulder at the guy. "What, you don't trust me?"

He's joking - it's not like this man has any good reason to think his offer to fight these things is more calculated risk than noble sacrifice. His grip shift on the knife, gaze darting between the two starry figures. Getting in close and trying to push them back in melee is a non-starter, since apparently they'll try to absorb him if he does that, but the scorpion at least seems to consistently rear back before striking, giving them a little bit of breathing room. The humanoid is a little trickier though, but since it's the one between them and the inn that does mean he's got one good option.

"Think fast!" he shouts, and pivots on his heels to hurl the knife at the aurora creature's chest. It staggers back, stunned, and Leon grabs the other guy's arm and starts running, aiming to make it past the thing before it recovers.
theresalwaystheview: (serious)

[personal profile] theresalwaystheview 2024-03-07 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not armed with only a knife," Bart argues back incredulously, because yeah, if Leon gets within melee range, he's toast. He's grabbing for Leon's arm at the same time that the man finally sees his way out. He'd had roughly the same idea, to grab him by the hand and drag him out of this mess before he did something stupid and suffered for it.

He is not a graceful person. He stumbles on long legs and nearly hits the ground as Leon makes a break for it, but thankfully with the snow finally melting off it's easier to regain his footing and take off in kind. the monster wouldn't stay staggered for long, but for now it's enough. Catching up and rounding a corner that would at least put a building between them and the creatures, Bart digs with his free hand into a pocket of a jacket that's honestly too thin for the season, picking out a stone that flickers a moment as he uses it to call ahead a brief SOS message. It would mean the door would be open for them to get inside before they were tracked down.

"Come on, come on!" he urges, glancing back over his shoulder again then dipping back out onto the street with his hand fastened firmly around Leon's for the last stretch of the run to the inn. They would be safe when they made it inside.
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-03-08 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Is that a discussion you've had together or just an assumption you've made?"

She hates to pry, but she has found that some men suck at understanding women in a general sense. The César she had known was a sensitive guy, but not exactly...in tune with people.

"We can use all the help we can get out there from what I understand."
pineapplesalmon: (a quick suggestion)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-08 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, I mean. We've been pretty in sync about things?" César answers, surprised, and he lifts his head off his hands to look at Valdis. "We talk a lot in general. But sometimes you don't need to say anything."

This César has the burden of unfinished work removed from him. But, let's be honest, he's gotten lucky with Magne. He considers, then adds:

"... I've mostly matched her pace, to be honest. And she's very good at giving non-verbal cues that I can pick up on. Magne's also very good at making her opinions known in general, and I listen eagerly."
nothingbadeverhappensto: (worried)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-08 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Damn." Leon sighs, frowning. "Well, I'm glad you seem to be on top of it."

He doesn't even flinch at the disinfectant or the stitches. As far as he's concerned, having someone else to do this for him right away is kind of a luxury, and he's not about to make their life difficult by fussing over it.

Of course, then Chris asks him to stay the night and be responsible about his injury instead of running off into the night again. He pulls a bit of a face, like he's about to protest, before thinking better of it. He's not running a solo mission in hostile territory here. There are other people out here who are better equipped than him to handle the problem right now.

"All right. I think it's fine, but you're probably right about making sure." Again, he sighs. "You got anything that needs doing around here that only takes one arm? I can do some field medicine, if you need an extra hand."
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-03-08 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis smiles and shakes her head.

"Sorry, I'm used to people who are less in tune with each other. I'm glad you two are so in sync."
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[personal profile] mister_morgan 2024-03-08 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
A frown lingers on Arthur's face, and he listens. He doesn't cut in, doesn't try to defend himself. At worst, he's a bit stiff - this sort of thing isn't something he's well-versed in.

He does, however, sit down beside her.

"...I know that," He agrees, after a moment to consider everything. "I know that nobody's comin' for me, and that feelin' like I need to run is just my old life seeping through the cracks. It's not somethin' I'm gonna be able to shake right away. I been on the run from the law since I was a boy, and I died on the run. ...But I ain't trying to have that be something that turns me into someone who leaves you high n' dry."

He hesitates, before he offers his hand out for one of her own.

"I do love you, Sally. I don't want to run from callin' something home anymore, if you'll have me in tryin' to make one."
nothingbadeverhappensto: (worried)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-08 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Leon nods, frowning thoughtfully as he goes over his dozens upon dozens of questions about basically everything he's experienced since Saddler knocked him off that platform. It's hard to know what to ask first, but there's some stuff that's definitely more important.

"All right," he says, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the table. "Change of subject, but. Do you know if anyone's actually managed to make it back home after winding up here?"
pineapplesalmon: (considering the problem)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-08 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
"We've been through... tangential experiences that keep meeting up at different points, like two tightly woven waves." César does a wave motion with a hand. "There's plenty of differences, but unfortunately, people aren't creative in the ways they're terrible. Our values are similar as a result, including not believing in society's strict and frankly stupid behavioral rules. We're both the types that thrive in being older siblings to others. It just sort of.. worked out, where we are now?"

He leans back, thinking. "As we get more serious, we'll find places where our experiences don't overlap enough to make things easier on us. But we both know how to talk, and Magne's both smart and thoughtful. We'll figure it out together when that time comes."
redlightgreenlight: (slight smile 3)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-03-08 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"It sounds like you both have a very healthy relationship."

There was a time when she had one like that, but many, many years and lifetimes ago. her relationships with Max and Erin had never been as healthy as when she had been with Malachi. He had been everything to her, and she finds herself missing him more than ever.

"I'm sure you will both know the right time."