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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.

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[actuallyawolf]

"This place is real," she says. "Not like the boat. The trees are real, the people are real."

Ylva puts her whole back into practically dragging Erin over to a convenient chair, and when she does get her into the chair, the first thing she does (utterly unable to wait another single moment) is kiss Erin fiercely and desperately.

[crushed_pearls]

Erin folds her wings around the two of them as she returns the kiss; she wants to show equal hunger, equal need, but she's weak, grey in the thoughts and paler than usual. Those sharp teeth don't have their usual bite...

...But this is important. She's here. She didn't miss. Her wildflower.

[actuallyawolf]

"Okay," Ylva says, reluctantly pulling back. She wipes at her eyes again, with the back of her wrist. "You're not -- what do you need? I don't know how to help."

[crushed_pearls]

"I need to be skinned alive and slapped on the ass is what I need," Erin bitches, cracking a broken smile before nestling her face against Ylva's shoulder. "...Glamour. Emotional byproducts, I...like a plant in a dark closet, I don't know how long, love. Food. Booze. Sleep. To get my ass kicked. So much."

[actuallyawolf]

"I'm not skinning you alive," Ylva murmurs. She wriggles herself comfortably into place, though, and bites Erin gently-ish on the shoulder. There. "I've missed you so much. I thought I wouldn't ever see you again. What happened to you?"

[crushed_pearls]

"I really don't want to talk about it," Erin murmurs. "...I'm here, you're here, that's what matters and there's trees and I can hear water so maybe there's fish and we can finally go out on dates in a real forest instead of that fake bullshit and, and -"

A tiny sob hitches Erin's chest.

[actuallyawolf]

"There are fish," Ylva promises. She wraps her arms around Erin and just holds her as tightly as she can. "I'm making a little den at the edge of the woods and it's not done but you can come stay any time you want and we can have fish for breakfast. Or anything else."

There's so much she wants to tell Erin, good things and bad.

[crushed_pearls]

"Ugh don't tempt me, I'm already wanting you to drag me off and sit on me until I pass out, and I still haven't found..."

A shaky breath. "Valdis, Crabb, Cass, Ruby...you...you seen them?"

[actuallyawolf]

"Valdis is here," Ylva says at once. "Max showed up at this party too. I haven't seen any of the others. There's some people -- well -- César is here. And Dr. Watson. But neither of them know me. It's not... the ones we knew, I guess."

And then her voice drops to a whisper. "Erik is here."

[crushed_pearls]

"That warlock afterbirth is getting the fucking wood chipper again -"

You might want to stop her Ylva she's trying to stand up and from how feeble the attempt is that's a Bad Plan.

[actuallyawolf]

"Wait, wait," Ylva pleads, trying to hold Erin down. "I know. I want to tear his head off again too. But also, well. He says he's trying to do better. I don't trust him but he does have friends here and we can't fight everyone."

Well, maybe they could try but it would not be a good decision.

[crushed_pearls]

"Better my ass, he broke his word to me -" Erin can't fight Ylva, either emotionally or, as it were, literally. She growls under her breath. "...Fine. Really thought you'd be with me on this one."

[actuallyawolf]

"Oh, the moment he steps out of line my teeth'll be in his throat." She says it like it's a vow. "But people like him here for some reason. And he knows I'm watching him."

[crushed_pearls]

"Still wanna kick his ass," Erin mutters. "...I need to eat. Harvest. Maybe meet people, look for the others, get squared away with whoever's in charge, but. Find me, okay?"

[actuallyawolf]

Oh, she's going to have to... let Erin go, isn't she? This would be a reasonable thing that she should do for everyone's sake, but that feels very hard, just now.

"Are you going to be okay?"

Wrap?

[crushed_pearls]

"Not today. Not any time soon, my wildflower. But..."

"My Spring is still coming. I know it."

Sure!

[actuallyawolf]

Ylva shifts to kiss Erin again, one last time before letting her go off into the crowd.

"I believe you. I love you."