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WELCOME POTLUCK

Greetings, residents! Those more observant sorts among you may have noticed a large influx of very crowded ferries. In order to welcome our new residents en masse, Town Hall is holding a potluck in Town Square. Please bring a dish if you are able and make a new friend!

All of our newest arrivals need only bring themselves. We look forward to welcoming you all into our community, and may your lanterns always be lit.

This event is open to all! In light of our new influx of prospective players following the Great Sail Migration, we've decided to offer a small public event to tide everyone over until the TDM this weekend.

Comments

[notinflictthem]

"Yep- still hate it. Doctor will do if you have to all me anything but Hawkeye-"

Then it sort of clicks what she's said and-

"Hold on- interstellar? As in, pertaining to space? You served in space?"

A small sigh.

"Why am I not surprised we took the military into space. Just couldn't leave a good thing going, could we."

[lovethyneighb_or]

Mulcahy smiles to greet the new friend, which doesn’t even lower when he introduces himself as law enforcement. It’s a small town, he’s probably quite alright.

“Father Mulcahy. I’m a priest, although I believe I’m at a bit of a lack of those of my faith. It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Tolliver. I hope you don’t have too much business around here?”

[notinflictthem]

Hawkeye laughs-

"Yeah, of course I did. Was he any good? I want to know before I start placing bets."

[notinflictthem]

"Very good! Now roll over and I'll sign off on your etiquette certificate."

Genuinely wants to see if he'll do it.

[worstorganplayer]

Snakes is indeed pretty harmless here, although back home it's another story.

"Yeah?" he drawls. "What's your faith?" There's so many here from so many different worlds and times. Sometimes it seems like people from home are in the minority.

He smirks a bit darkly. "There's not a whole lot I'm able to do, since most of the lawbreakers are supernatural monsters of various kinds."

A small whitish fox at his feet yips in greeting.

"Oh, this is Ghost," he says.

[astrogator]

Hawkeye is fine by her, and she's about to tell him so when he gets caught on that particular detail.

'You got it. I'm a regular career spacer. Going to be captain of my own starship someday, if probability smiles.' How long since she said that and truly meant it?

'We combine military and trade functions really, but-' he doesn't seem impressed by Tradeline operations, no need to give him the pitch. She pauses, looking back at him. 'If it helps, I don't think it has anything to do with your military or your people. Are you an Earther?' It's a fair guess at this point. Earthers are everywhere.

[lovethyneighb_or]

“Oh, I shouldn’t ruin the mystery.” Mulcahy grins into his drink as he takes another sip. Hawkeye’s just gonna have to find out for himself.

[notinflictthem]

There he is. Hawkeye ducks his head, grinning to himself.

"I missed you."

[lovethyneighb_or]

“Roman Catholic, if you happen to be familiar.”

For what it’s worth, Mulcahy doesn’t startle at the mention of monsters. He doesn’t even look any kind of surprised. He’s about to say something when there’s a little yip from below, and Mulcahy looks down to see—oh, delight of delights!

“Such as that little one?” he asks, immediately crouching down to greet it and holding out a hand to sniff. “Hello, Ghost!”

[notinflictthem]

...

"I guess you could call me that, but where I'm from we're called Americans. That's the uh, the land mass I'm from, we get more specific down to the state or city."

Wow, that's a weird feeling. He's not a fan.

She seems to get that he's not here to hear the recruiter pitch, and so Hawk does her the courtesy of not giving her the anti-schpiel.

"So humans weren't from earth originally in your world, is that right?"

[lovethyneighb_or]

“I missed you too. Quite terribly.” He pats his shoulder. “It’s so, so wonderful to see you again.”

For all of the grief he’s troubled with, this? This is a blessing. Nothing short of a miracle.

[notinflictthem]

"Ooh, if you have extra names, can you give me one? I've always wanted a surplus name of my own. I promise to take care of it and walk it and brush it every day."

He says stuffing his face with katsu.

[thelatechrisfreeman]

"Uh, no?" Chris says. "I'm feeling better and all... but if you insist, I'm sure I can have Rowan bring me a clean one?"

[umm_shafaqat]

"I went by Gilda for a time, when I lived in Italy," Keziah says with a little laugh. "Would you like that one?"

(Like that film from 1946.)

[worstorganplayer]

Snakes perks up. "You're from Earth, then. Nice to meet somebody from home again."

He smirks a bit. "Nah, he ain't a lawbreaker. He's good at protecting from them, though."

Ghost sniffs his hand and wags his tail, also perking up. He seems pleased with the new company.

"He's something called a Pokemon, apparently," Snakes says. "A Zorua."

[astrogator]

She nods in recognition. Some Earthers don't like being called Earthers, it's fine. 'Americans! Yes, I've heard of your country. The United States.' She stops short of asking him whether he's ever heard of Commander Crichton, because she already knows Earth's population is orders of magnitude above the average colony world. It'd be a daft question.

'My people have never seen any sign of Earth,' she tries to explain. 'It could be that we're billions of years apart in time, or exist in galaxies at opposite ends of the universe, or it could be that we inhabit different universes entirely. I haven't thought of a way to tell for sure. The planet my people first came out from is called Tirva.'

[lovethyneighb_or]

“Yes, of course! I understand.” He actually looks quite pleased. “That’s a very, very tricky thing, but I’m more than happy to help any way I can, especially for another priest. And you can teach me all about the local customs. I ought to know if I’m to be living here, and I’ve always been curious about other faiths, even if I’m very devout in mine.”

[lovinglefthand]

"I just think it's amazing how you've so exactly imitated the habits of the common internet troll, while completely lacking any context for what that means," First Aid says blandly. "You don't even need the shield of anonymity to do your work! It's kind of impressive, honestly."

[lovinglefthand]

"I really think that'd be a good idea," First Aid nods, unconsciously beginning to wring his hands together with tiny clicks of metal on metal. "You know how all of these newcomers seem to know each other? Well, one of them just told me that --" He glances around, making sure nobody seems to be listening before he drops his voice even lower and whispers, "Before they were here, they were in some kind of a...a fucked up pocket dimension with no animals or plants!" That's right, First Aid actually used the phrase 'fucked up.' He's so freaked out that he has to resort to sexual curses to express himself.

"But it gets worse," he groans. "There weren't any bacteria or viruses there either, or at least not as far as they know. Nobody got sick the entire time they were there. Meaning that every single one of these newcomers might be immuno-compromised."

[notinflictthem]

"I give it a day before you take that back," he jokes, patting him in return, "maybe less. You uh- you didn't have any of the others with you, did you? Trap? Henry? Radar?"

[notinflictthem]

"Hey now, no need to insult my appearance. Chris doesn't think I look like a troll."

Hawkeye would kill at shitposting and we all know it.

[notinflictthem]

"Yeah, that's the one. I'm from a little backwater that most people haven't heard of to begin with, just picture a foggy wet growth on the side of a continent and that's home."

The explanation makes enough sense to him. Albeit most of his knowledge of space comes from Forbidden Planet and derivatives, but if there's no earth then there's no earth. He's stopped asking too many questions about people's situations if he can help it.

"You ever been there yourself? Or is it more like where your people are from?"

[notinflictthem]

"Now that- that was good cinema. Rita Hayworth, what a fox. You have a deal," he holds his fork briefly in his mouth and extends a hand to shake on it.

[abhorrently]

"That's what I thought. Never hurts to have it confirmed."

It's nice to hear Daisy actually laugh. Something Fever doubts would have come so easily on the Eterna. Sure, this town still invokes wariness and inclination towards survival, the heightened perceptions as everything is still potentially so dangerous, but...she can still make someone laugh.

"Now that we're not on some unknown timer, we might be able to lengthen our acquaintanceship as well. I meant what I said back then - you're intriguing, Daisy."

When she says it this time, it's not with the tension of the observer, as though the sharp edges that were there before were blunted. Not absent, but not poised to cut so keen.

[lovinglefthand]

Since First Aid has no eyes to roll, he was simply have to settle for sighing so hard that his visor threatens to vibrate right out of its sockets.

"Oh yes," he agrees. "We all know how much Chris likes your appearance. Especially your eyes, and your hair..." He starts counting features out on his fingers, "Your hands, your legs, your neck, your kissing skills..."