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[EP/GP] Check-In: I Assure You We Are Open
The damp, cool, chilly morning clouded with fog seemed to fit the mood about the Madonna Inn. Nobody had been quite right since the undead invasion. Definitely not Vax'ildan. But for him, it was less about their sense of day-to-day calm and safety shattered, less about undead specifically. It was a lot more to do with losing Scanlan and Pike, and the new memorials installed in the Temple.
He wondered about it, not for the first time, even as he readied for the fresh arrivals that might be coming today - or not, because they didn't always. What decided who came and went? Was there any sense in how many and when or why? Not so far as he could tell, but he'd never been the brains.
Gathering up the great heap of cloth and rope in his arms, the lean figure summoned the wings of his armor, the black of his silhouette merging with the other dark and shifting shapes skulking about in the first light of dawn. With a crouch and a lunge from the roof, he spread his wings wide and circled through the air right up to the face of the main building, unfurling the massive banner he'd sewn of spare bedsheets and painted with dark dye to tie it up taut:
WELCOME NEWCOMERS
YES, THIS MEANS YOU
NO REALLY WE'RE SURE
Life kept going on around you, no matter how confused or scared or fucked-up you were. And the best thing, the kindest thing, the sanest thing he could think to do in all this was to start up the coffee machine, stack some decorated pumpkin-shaped cookies on a platter in the lobby, and prop open the doors for whoever would join them in being confused and scared and fucked-up today.
He wondered about it, not for the first time, even as he readied for the fresh arrivals that might be coming today - or not, because they didn't always. What decided who came and went? Was there any sense in how many and when or why? Not so far as he could tell, but he'd never been the brains.
Gathering up the great heap of cloth and rope in his arms, the lean figure summoned the wings of his armor, the black of his silhouette merging with the other dark and shifting shapes skulking about in the first light of dawn. With a crouch and a lunge from the roof, he spread his wings wide and circled through the air right up to the face of the main building, unfurling the massive banner he'd sewn of spare bedsheets and painted with dark dye to tie it up taut:
WELCOME NEWCOMERS
YES, THIS MEANS YOU
NO REALLY WE'RE SURE
Life kept going on around you, no matter how confused or scared or fucked-up you were. And the best thing, the kindest thing, the sanest thing he could think to do in all this was to start up the coffee machine, stack some decorated pumpkin-shaped cookies on a platter in the lobby, and prop open the doors for whoever would join them in being confused and scared and fucked-up today.
Re: Clarice and Alec
"Steak I can do. Maybe I'll come across a cow one day on my run. Otherwise we might have to wait for a world. Dyson's deer is pretty sweet, but you're right, it's not steak."
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"Powdered milk? Though, it doesn't taste like it." Post-Pulse food meant getting used to thinks in canned or powdered form... Unless you were rich like Logan had been.
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"Maybe whoever's behind the inn knows how to portal and portals the supplies in and out of here."
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"Makes sense. Kitties been trying to figure it out since she got here. She's even made drones to figure it out and nothing." He took another bite of his muffin. "But they'd have to be pretty powerful, right?" He was talking around the muffin in his mouth. "Cause you and Illyana both can't leave here. Or even Thor."
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"Repeat what?" His winked as he took another muffin bite. "Would you go back if you could?" He knew people on both sides of the coin, he just wondered which on Clarice fell on.
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He nodded, getting it. "Yeah. Nice not to have to worry whose staring at you or if you're about to walk into a trap." He paused, then pursed his lips "well, a trap for people like us. Of course if you piss off a talking raccoon you end up walking into traps on occasion."
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"Glitter bombs, mostly." He grinned. "So if I'm covered in it one day, I promise I didn't kill a stripper or something."
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"Once in a while I defuse one and set it back up in his room." Alec was trained in warfare after all. "That guy's gotta run out of steam at some point, right?"
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He considered that. "You think he'd stop if I snuck in a shaved him bald?"
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"I like your hair too much to shave you bald, don't worry." Though she had a good point. "Sort of hoping he'll just run out of steam, eventually."
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Her lips quirked, "raccoons like shiny objects, I think. I'm a city girl so I'm not really sure. But maybe he'll find an oooh shiny and move on."
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He already had with Alec and for a monent his eyes darkened and he was well aware of the locket in his pocket. It passed quickly as Alec shoved the feelings deep down inside.
"Yeah, you're right. Besides, he's running out of places to hide them "
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"He's also apparently friends with a tree person back home, so I'd say lots of the stereotypes are true." He wondered just how 'tree-ie' the guy was, though. "My friend back home, Joshua? He's got some of the same hang ups that dogs do too. And the women in my batch often go through heat a couple times of the year because of cat DNA. So I guess you can't resist the animal impulses."
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She shook her head, "It's just a crap shoot and sometimes you get lucky and sometimes it bites you in the ass."
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He shook his head. "Who knows? Pretty sure they got that problem under control with the X6s. You know scientists.. trial and error." He rolled his eyes.
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"Probably some books." Though those weren't for him. "And another gun, if I'm honest. When those undead things took over, sort of gave a whole new perspective on needing to be armed.
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