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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

[crushed_pearls]

"We shared an immediate prior association, yeah. It was. Bad." Behold Spring's most eloquent daughter. Erin's wings snap, and she has to smooth them back into place by hand, frowning in worry about herself. "A lot of backgrounds though. People not from Earth at all, f'rinstance - shocking number of 'em from space actually. Like. A shocking number of people from space. I was friends with a doctor from Starfleet for a bit? Like. The Starfleet? The one you're thinking of. That one."

[stonecoldtop]

... He knows this one, he knows he does, just give him a second to put it together.

"That's Star Trek, yes? Interesting. From my understanding the idea of the fictional being real somewhere is a lively topic of debate, but not one anyone would expect to find a concrete answer to."

[crushed_pearls]

"She was really sanguine about it," Erin muses. "Just went 'neat, parallel reality' and skipped an existential crisis that would have killed me dead from stress. But...she went missing awhile back." Erin 'looks' away, shoulders slumping. "...It was a rough place. Hard to imagine the spring ever coming, there."

[stonecoldtop]

"I'm sorry for your loss." He says softly. 'Missing', not 'escaped' or 'left', missing.

And for a place to weigh so heavy on one of the Lost without the Wyrd taking its hold on any of the others so far as he can tell. He doesn't particularly want to think about what that means.

"The spring always comes, even the darkest winter must melt eventually" It's a gentle reminder, for his own benefit as much as Erin's, "Perhaps this is your chance for spring's renewal. It's a change at the very least, and I hear that's as good as rest."

[crushed_pearls]

"Heh. You know...none of us have touched a plant during our entire tenure there? If you keep a weather eye out you might win some money betting on who gets poison ivy first."

Erin's betting Daisy. She's been living the city life too long. "It's been so long holding onto the hope we'd show up in a real place that now that I'm here it feels like...I dunno. Stepping into a hot house after bein' out in the snow. Itchy and on fire."

[stonecoldtop]

"Were I a gambling man, I think I'd put my money on the tall fellow." Max, he means, though he's just assuming he's come from the same place as Erin.

"If there's any way I can help ease the transition for you, please do let me know. I'd like to help, if I can." If only because it will let him delay processing the 'you died' thing for himself, "I'd invite you for tea, but I'm afraid I've yet to secure my own lodgings."