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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

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.



graveling: (enshadowed)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-09 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then...you have that consent, Jean."

Who knows when that'll come up? But it's good to establish now.
graveling: (tell me more)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-09 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mortanne's one of the four goddesses of this world, worshipped at the Temple of Sacred Roots. She's the white-haired lady, the one who brought you here. She's the goddess of death and dreams and horses and carriage drivers and winter, and the comfort to widows and orphans, and the flame in the window to greet you home on a snowy cold wet day. She loves us."

Someone has, uh, jumped right into local religion.
hyliasblessing: (from behind)

[personal profile] hyliasblessing 2024-03-09 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ At his shrinking, Zelda holds up her hands, palms out. ] I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you nervous. I just wanted to see if you were injured.
mister_morgan: (emotional)

[personal profile] mister_morgan 2024-03-09 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
There was no amount of preparation that could've prepared him for that reaction. He's quick to pull her back in an embrace, clumsy and unpracticed, but his embrace is firm and genuine. He hadn't ran away from this, and broken t beyond repair. Things could not only be salvaged, but she loved him.

That one washes most of the racing thoughts off the surface of his busy mind.

He wasn't a weapon for someone else's gain, he wasn't a mangy dog on the run from the law, he wasn't a washed-up criminal past his time, left to figure out what to do with a world that moved on without him.

He was part of a community, and above all else, he was loved.

His grip tightens, and he tucks his face against the side of her head.

"I love you, Sally. I ain't good at showin' it, but--- I do, n' I hope you always know that."
Edited 2024-03-09 20:32 (UTC)
iamthepyre: (004)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-03-09 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
There's still the slight flinch when Magne touches him but the tenseness doesn't last. It's been a while since he's actually let someone touch him in a gentle manner like this, in fact it hasn't been since Magne was alive. His skin feels warm where her hand is resting but not the unbearable heat of his flames, just a soft warmth of someone else. Someone who actually seems to care about him.

"Y-yeah..." He has to clear his throat. There are so many things he wants to tell her but right now all those things are devastating. They are things that would make her sad, things that would have her worrying over people that she can't help. "I won't lie....it's...it's not been good, Mag. I don't wanna get into it here but..." He trails off but looks p at her with a serious look in his eyes.

"You aren't gonna like a lot of what I have to tell you about."
iamthepyre: (009)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-03-09 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sounds like a job for fucking heroes then." Rolling his eyes Dabi finished one of, glaring at some in the distance before looking back at the stranger.

"I ain't your fuckin 'comrade'." He's never been called something like that by someone he doesn't know, he doesn't like it. It's too informal, too familiar. Sorry Jean but his Japanese upbringing doesn't like it.
iamthepyre: (Dabi001)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-03-09 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"No movement restrictions..." Dabi shook his head, looking César over before continuing. "Considering the time frame, maybe it's better if it's something simple?"

It sounds so much like a 'duh' moment but then, Dabi's voice always is sort of flat like that. Also no, he probably wouldn't feel that comfortable letting someone he barely knows, who is also one of his friends boyfriend, that close to him. Sorry César, you're a good man but Dabi doesn't often trust 'good men'.
pineapplesalmon: (a pause from science)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-09 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Someday, he'll have to tell her where he learned the finishing skills to see through her fibs and understand the subtext in her words. Skills forced upon him to survive the other side of the system instead being used to love a woman who might've been consumed by it. And Magne's just trying to protect herself, not impose her will on others. It's wonderfully subversive to give Magne what she needs, including willingly handing control over to her.

César laughs, warmly startled by how her hands trail up the back of his thighs, and he nods. "Sounds like a plan. And I do want to talk."

Some gifts and perhaps dance practice will happen in there, too, but she'll find that out later.

He finds himself breathless as she touches him like a work of art before he slides his arms open enough to give her easier access to his face. "... I'm ready. Let me show you my kitchen and what we have to work with. Last door in the back."
Edited (I absolutely had to add this one sentence or perish IGNORE ME) 2024-03-09 23:48 (UTC)
maskedstarbunny: (Default)

[personal profile] maskedstarbunny 2024-03-09 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)

Yes, yes she does. The sound of it makes her shiver, knowing she's got them that worked up, knowing that her body is doing that to them. She wants to watch, but that would mean letting go of her nipples, and every time she rolls her fingers it's like sparks all over her body. So that won't be happening any time soon.

nothingbadeverhappensto: (Default)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-09 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Got it. I'm still getting my bearings here, so. Hard to know what to expect from just about anyone here."

Speaking of which, it's his first real opportunity to get a good look at the person he's talking to, here. Guy looks like how some of the goths at Leon's high school wished they could get away with looking, and he's gotta respect that to some degree - though the ACAB patch on his jacket makes Leon snort when he sees it. Yeah, he knows exactly what he's going for, huh?

"Leon," he says, offering a hand to shake. "Thank your boyfriend for me, when you get the chance."
nothingbadeverhappensto: (Default)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-09 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Huh, okay," says Leon, because that genuinely does answer a lot of questions even if it opens up a bunch more. He narrowly catches himself before making some comment expressing surprise about gods being real here - mostly by thinking about the face his very Catholic mother would make at him if he did, but also Angel seems pretty into his elevator pitch here and that could also make things awkward.

"So the barrier's what's stopped death from working for the locals, and that's the problem we're here to fix. Have I got that right?"

Would explain a few things, at least. If they've been invited here by one of the goddesses of the land to fix a problem, no wonder the townspeople are so willing to put them up for free even if they weren't contributing manpower to the community by way of gainful employment.
sistermagnetic: (c:)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-03-09 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
She's trying to protect herself within the framework of what she knows, and at every turn he's successfully managed to follow in lockstep. It's helping her to relax more all the time, especially in his presence. He's said that he feels safe with her, and in turn she feels cared for with him.

Another brief kiss with her hand under his chin, then she draws away again and follows his lead toward the kitchen to see what all he has. He's explained his plan for the day, and she's looking forward to it if only because she really does miss the food she was used to at home.

"Eventually you're going to have to show me some of the things that you know how to make. I've never had access to any real Spanish before and I know that the things that end up in restaurants elsewhere might not necessarily be quite right because of ingredients being less available." She lets herself into the kitchen and heads for the cupboards to inspect what César has to work with. They won't have a lot of space to move in, but she's sure they'll make do.
restingslasherface: (pic#16839944)

Hrmmm...fade, or timeskip to morning after if you want more conversation?

[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-03-10 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
That frenzied breathing keeps stopping, being held in anticipation of what Jean can feel coming even as they touch themself with greedy abandon. If you'd asked them yesterday if this would be hot to them, they would have been confused, but now, well, now their opinion can be found in the word they keep muttering over and over: "Mine."

With a sharp gasp, the warrior finds what they've been looking for, cumming and shuddering against Ryja's body where they're straddling her. Something hot and wet coats her breasts.

"...Mine..."
maskedstarbunny: (Default)

[personal profile] maskedstarbunny 2024-03-10 12:13 am (UTC)(link)

"Study them, listen to them, read them. Fate and destiny can be found in all the world, but the stars tend to see everything." And she adores them, always has, and discovering her talent as an Astrologian simply reinforced it.

"In my world, to see the divine manifested is, at best, a tragedy." Primals, terrible and powerful, and ever-hungry for aether. "It is nice to know that is not the case in all worlds."

She goes ahead and starts with the flora and fauna, since she won't have access to her magic until she has her tome.

pineapplesalmon: (confidence)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-10 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
It's taken a lot of effort on César behalf, but he's been rewarded by seeing her blossom every step of the way. And brief kisses are just as nice as the longer ones.

He brightens enormously at such a simple declaration. "That's right! You've never had proper Mexican or Argentine cuisine. Absolutely no Latin American food whatsoever. I've been trying to source ingredients, and once I have enough of the right ones, I can teach you my mother's recipes. Hope you like spicy food! Also hold on, let me tell you what I've on ice."

The cupboards have two packs of dried packs of seaweed, maybe 10 cups of white rice, various simple spices, and some sweet potatoes.

César pulls out two wrapped packages from the ice box or fridge or whatever, each held in a different ceramic dish so he can move them without contaminating his hands. "I've got both venison and salmon. The packages in the cupboard are dried seaweed. Sadly, no soy sauce until next month."

He puts the wrapped packages down onto the counter and goes back into the fridge, his tone turning joyful. "The seaweed and salmon are from Jean. Cecil gave me the sweat potatoes. Ylva got the venison. Annnnd she also showed me how to forage all of this, some of which she coaxed to grow with her druid magic, and anything we don't use can go back home with you for work."

Two more ceramic dishes come out and onto the counter, both well-loaded. One dish has a bunch of different vegetables: various spring herbs, wild carrot, dandelions, and cattail root. The other has Lion's Mane mushrooms. All of which he identifies by pointing to them one at a time. It's not just one meal, but several.
pineapplesalmon: (a quick suggestion)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-10 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I was thinking along those lines, too." César nods to that idea. "I've got a couple in mind. The Single Time Swing or the 4 Count Hustle. Simple enough, you can spin your partner if you like—Magne loves that—and you can maintain some distance between the dancers."

Look, César took into account that Dabi probably is only comfortable being up close and personal with him if he's threatening him with something.
graveling: (backache)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-10 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes. Maybe. Kind of. It's a problem we were brought here to give help in fixing."

Perhaps not the only one, but significantly one they're supposed to be doing something about.
iamthepyre: (009)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-03-10 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
Sorry César, Dabi is just staring because those sure are words. Though at least César seems to think they're easy. He's also having to imagine the logistics of him spinning Magne seeing as....he's shorter than her. He will appreciate the lack of personal space invading. Even if he's fine with Magne.

Also sorry again César, you've just been easy to threaten lately.

"I'll just leave it to you. I have no idea what you just said."
sistermagnetic: (fuss)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-03-10 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Magne knows that the flinch is nothing personal; Dabi hasn't known a positive source of touch outside of them in the League, and apparently it's been long enough since she was killed that he's no longer used to even her. At least she can find some comfort in feeling that he isn't overheating just now; she might have insisted he go and find some cold water and a washcloth to see about getting that under control otherwise.

When he looks at her like that, with earnest emotion rather than the flat expression that he gives the rest of the world, she knows that it has to be bad. She nods, and takes her hand back so that he can be more comfortable and move as he needed to.

"If you're here, I can't imagine that it's going all according to plan," she replies gently. "You said Compress lost his hand to that monster... What about Himiko-chan? Or Jin?" She knows that Tomura can handle himself; he's always been quick and ruthless, just as much as Dabi is. The other two... She can't help but worry.
sunshinesally: (that can't be good)

[personal profile] sunshinesally 2024-03-10 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh! Yeah, of course." Sally flips the paper and begins scribbling. She draws a pretty decent picture of the flower. "It's also called a coneflower, and it's a deep fuchsia color with a dark purple center. Though it won't be in bloom yet, so you'll want to look for long stalks with needle like leaves and pinkish-purple buds on top. It's used to treat infection and decrease inflammation. We use the root of the plant, primarily."
maltesefalcon: (stoicism)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-03-10 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do our jobs and help build the community back up. So that when the barrier falls and this island is returned to the world, the people here can flourish."

One of the locals had impressed this on him pretty firmly.
batteryacid: (D)

[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-11 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose that depends on what your definition of 'delightful' is!" Eddie replies. "Thread, our brown hen, is very sweet and likes cuddles. Bobbin, the white hen, is a mischief-maker."
batteryacid: from the Matlock episode "The Star" (B)

[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-11 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Eddie gives Jean a genuine smile. "I'm glad to hear it!"
batteryacid: from the Matlock episode "The Star" (B)

[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-11 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
"I appreciate the hospitality. I ate before leaving the farm, though," Eddie says politely. "The tea does smell nice."

Eddie is pretty decent at etiquette, and knows that it's kinder not to call attention to any shortcomings. So he figures the effort to be polite counts.

"If it makes you feel more comfortable to share, I could start. I've never kept my ex-wife a secret, so it's come up in conversation before."
batteryacid: (Default)

[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-11 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll plan for it then."

When he gets back from the barn, Eddie voices the thought he had while storing the feed, "One chicken each for Sam and Lou, because I'll bet she tries to claim one." Wink.