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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

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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] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-11 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
César chuckles, nodding in agreement that Dabi couldn't have known. "You'll know by the time we're done, here."

And so César starts with the basics. Standing alongside Dabi as he shows him the steps just by themselves, working through those. Terminology sprinkled in, the same amount he taught Magne. Working through the steps and how to keep time. Then eventually onto how partners dance and starting with Dabi as follower and then eventually as leader. Of course, César will have to duck a bit to spin, but he promises to teach Magne to dance with shorter people.

The question is... should the audience check in on them partway through or just let the time skip hide the worst of it from view?
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[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2024-03-11 09:47 am (UTC)(link)
"If I can trust you not to run with them," a light joke, followed by a serious suggestion, "you could probably take a pair of scissors... follow a volunteer around and snip the bandage roll when they are bandaging others' cuts."

It would be helpful, one less thing for a volunteer to juggle when someone is bleeding on stuff.
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[personal profile] i_ink_therefore_i_ammy 2024-03-11 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)

"The forest is dangerous for a human... And you should keep your ears and eyes sharp. Much avoids the space around my den, however." The presence of the Goddess of the Sun -and her sword,- keeps the worst of it at bay, at least.

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[personal profile] maskedstarbunny 2024-03-11 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)

The next morning, Ryja wakes up sore and aching and still kind of horny, since she just isn't able to cum at all with Jean. Still, Jean will have found her very cuddly post-sex, near inextricable, in fact.

And in the morning she's bright and cheerful and wondering where the coffee is, because coffee, coffee, every healer loves coffee. Well, that's not quite true. Ishgard-born healers tend to prefer tea, but in a rude, superior way. Because Ishgardians never stop being like that.

Ryja though, she learned healing first from Limsa, which means coffee. And alcohol, but that's later.

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[personal profile] theresalwaystheview 2024-03-11 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
With his back against the door, Bart sucks in a few long breaths and aags, head against the wood. He looks over at Leon incredulously.

"Clearly it doesn't think particularly highly of you either," he quips in return, then jumps at the approach of one of the staffers of the inn. He is visibly frightened of the tall woman staring at the two of them with her hand on her hip and a set of brass knuckles on her belt shaped like cat faces.

"Sorry miss Magne, didn't mean to cause a fuss," he says quickly, and reaches for Leon's hand to drag him toward a table instead before they could be scolded for being out late enough to get caught.
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[personal profile] i_ink_therefore_i_ammy 2024-03-11 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)

"Ah! Bobbin! John's friend." She grins, doing a little canine wiggle of delight. "It is the right of all chickens to create mischief. It's their nature, after all."

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[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2024-03-12 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
[[ OOC: Sorry for flaking so hard! I'll try to give this a decent possible end if you'd rather not continue with an out-of-date thread <3 ]]

Thing is, Chris doesn't even realize that there's a feeling something might be done wrong. In their mind, things went just fine -- Mrs. Underhill got food she needed, Ylva is sharing the food like she wanted to, and Chris is handling the socializing which makes sense because they know the locals. Covering for moments of awkwardness is just... something one has to do at times.

Chris would be awkward as fuck while trying to hunt, for one thing. Ylva will do much better than Chris there.

"Over this way!" Chris says cheerfully. "Oh, and by the way, if you don't want to go in the houses... the next time someone offers, I'll just say we've got too many deliveries to make. My friend Sam, the mailman, uses that one all the time."

Chris doesn't care about the little lie that 'got too many deliveries for a social stop' might be. No reason to make a newcomer, who is just trying to help people, uncomfortable by forcing her to socialize.
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[personal profile] 300kgbackpack 2024-03-12 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll let 'er name em when she's old enough to think of a couple good ones." He can only imagine what a two year old would name a chicken.
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[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-12 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
"If she suggests 'Eddie', please don't accept that. Even to change it to 'Edie'." His tone is light, but come on. He's already the chicken man, isn't he? To have a chicken named after him is leaning too far into it.
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[personal profile] 300kgbackpack 2024-03-12 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Think about it Eds, might name one after you n' the other one can be Angel." He's fully kidding, but it's still a cute thought.
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[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-12 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Bobbin's nature was to steal socks. We've got her trained to only steal particular handkerchiefs made for her, and bent nails." Eddie gives a little shrug. "We hide the handkerchiefs around the farm and she goes looking for them, then drops them in the box John made for her."

He points out a wooden box with a slot on top, attached to the wall of the coop at a comfortable height for a chicken to drop things inside. The box is labelled 'Bobbin's Loot'.

"As for the bent nails, she was bothering one of our friends who was fixing up a cabin in the woods... stealing tools and good nails. So Sam trained her to collect the bent ones. And I take those in to River's forge every so often to get 'em recast."

Beat.

"Would you like to hide some handkerchiefs for Bobbin?"
Edited (let's get a hook in there lmao) 2024-03-12 01:48 (UTC)
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[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-12 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Eddie snorts out a laugh.

"Should I get used to being called 'human-Eddie'? Or maybe 'person-Eddie', since Angel would probably prefer to be 'person-Angel'. To distinguish us from the hypothetical 'chicken-Eddie' and 'chicken-Angel'."
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[personal profile] 300kgbackpack 2024-03-12 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
He snorts in kind. "That or expect to hear a chicken comin' when we get talkin' about you guys."
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[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-12 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
“Well, that’s more direction than I had five minutes ago, at least.”

Things to be grateful for, though Leon still looks - not exactly skeptical, but deep in thought and a little concerned about the whole thing. His primary skillsets are shooting things and, up until recently, not dying. How’s he supposed to help fix the natural order of life and death?

He takes a deep breath and sighs.

“You guys made any progress yet? Any hints on just how to go about doing that? Seems like a pretty tall order.” If he sounds a little overwhelmed, it’s absolutely because he is.
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[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-12 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
“Sounds like a worthy cause if there ever was one, at least,” Leon says, nodding, though his brows are still furrowed slightly in concern and in thought. “Gotta admit, I was a little worried that the price of ‘another shot at life’ was gonna be something a lot more sinister.”

Not that what Cerrit has told him really rules out the possibility, but for now he’s happy to take the order to go help people and not second-guess it too hard. The lady with the gray hair didn’t exactly give him Faustian devil vibes or anything, so it’s probably fine. His judgment when it comes to the morality of strange women never leads him astray.
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[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-12 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
The joke gets a smile out of Leon, who puts on an exaggerated thoughtful look and says, “I don’t know, doc. It’ll take a lot of self control, but I think I can manage.”

(Despite this, it probably is a good thing they told him specifically not to - he might’ve, if the situation seemed to call for it.)

“Oh, and this isn’t me trying to get out of paying you,” he adds, as the thought occurs to him. “I don’t know how things work here, and I don’t have much right now, but whatever payment this-“ he gestures to his injury “-calls for, I’ll get it to you. I just don’t like sitting still when I could be helping, is all.”
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CW: blood

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-12 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, thinks Leon, looking at the tall woman across the bar. This must be the trans lady who works here that Angel mentioned. and then he immediately feels bad for jumping to that conclusion based on looks alone. Thankfully he manages to keep this train of thought off his expression entirely, just nodding to her with a sheepish, apologetic look as the man pulls him aside.

“Jesus,” he says, sitting down across from him. “That’s enough excitement for one night, I think.”

Cracking his neck, he rolls his shoulders to try to ease some of the lingering tension, only to notice as he does so a mild, stinging pain in his shoulder. Frowning, he looks over, touching a hand to it that comes away bloody.

“Shit.” He grimaces, tugging at the hole in his shirt to get a better look. The thing must’ve gotten him as he was turning his back to run, and he didn’t even notice with all the excitement. “You think that thing was venomous?”
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[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2024-03-12 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"If you must run," Chris says, in the sort of voice that should communicate they hate to make this concession, "please remember, handle up, blades down."

As for the mention of payment, Chris shakes their head (and finishes up the stitches). "I get my paychecks from Town Hall. They cover the costs for medical care when it comes to everyone. You don't need to pay me, or any clinic in Pumpkin Hollow. And in a way, the medical care is our payment to you, for helping defend the town."
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[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-03-12 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I think many of us had that same worry. But...at least for me, there's some unfinished business I need to return to."

It's funny that Leon's worried about Faustian bargains, given he's talking to someone who sure did directly make a deal with one of the demon princes.
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[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-13 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Leon's smile blooms into a reserved, but undeniable little grin at the reminder. He's about to make some smart remark about it, but then Chris explains how healthcare works in this place and it thoroughly distracts him.

"Oh," he says, blinking. That makes a weird amount of sense, but he's pretty sure it never would've occurred to him a something that could work out, even if he were the type to think hard about thee things. "Wow. Well, I'll do my best not to wind up here too often. Wouldn't want to take too much advantage of a good thing."

He glances at the finished stitches and resists the urge to touch them or check them over with his very much not sterile hands before nodding in approval. For a moment he goes quiet again, waiting to be bandaged up, before one last question occurs to him - or rather, he gathers up the courage to ask one that's been hovering at the back of his mind since he walked in.

"By the way, uh. This is maybe a weird question, but what should I call you? Aside from your name, I mean. Like," he pauses, again, trying to figure out how to explain what the fuck he's asking. Ultimately he decides not to dance around it. "He or she? Oh, or they."
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[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2024-03-13 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I do appreciate not having to bandage the same people up every day. Variety is the spice of life," Chris replies with a smile, as they do make use of the bandages for him.

They just listen quietly as he stumbles toward what he wants to ask, and then they pat him gently on the wrist. "My pronouns shift around, but 'they' is always a safe bet. And I don't like gendered titles like 'Miss' or 'Mister'; some folks will just call me 'Freeman'. Because I am a medical assistant, not an official doctor."
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[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-13 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah." Leon's expression goes solemn again, and he glances aside down the street at the people milling about. "Same here. Got more than a few people waiting on me."

He's pretty sure that if worse comes to worst, Ada can handle Saddler on her own, but, well. His judgment when it comes to strange women never leads him astray, and he doesn't really want to think of how Ashley would take it if he actually died saving her, much less what would happen if she didn't make it home period.

"Anyway, I'll do my best. What's the training like, for enforcers here?" If they're as short-handed as Cerrit implied he figures there's probably some kind of fast track going on, but they have to get their officers familiar with the local laws somehow, right?
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[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-13 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
Leon winces a little in apology for the awkwardness.

"Got it. Would've been convenient to keep calling you 'doc' on that front, but I think I can remember that. You're, uh." Fuck, what was the word Angel used? "Genderfluid? I've been trying to be better about asking instead of assuming. Seems like it's the right choice a lot more often here than back home."

Which, again, is incredibly weird to him, and he's having some emotions about it that he can't quite identify just yet and has not really set about trying to unpack. They're not bad ones, but they are a lot.
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[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2024-03-13 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't worry if you slip up on 'doc' or 'doctor', everyone does. And in an emergency, I don't split hairs about it."

Chris nods at the next question, and says, "Genderfluid is the word I use." Beat. "Queer people have always existed, here and at home. They might not have the words for it, or the same words... or maybe it's just not safe to speak the words openly. But times can change."

It is meant to be the very gentlest of verbal nudges, just in case Leon is drawn to that sentiment of not having the words or being safe for them.
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[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-03-14 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
"This-a-way, my guy."

River leads the way to Oak and Iron, where she orders the dog to wait outside ("Hold triple sea") and comes inside with a cheery wave. She orders a glass of whiskey for herself, 'and whatever he's having', while she takes a seat at the bar and turns to face the new arrival.

"So. I've had to have this talk a few times, so forgive me for having a bit of a script...when I say 'necromancy', you think...?"