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Date: April 4, 2019

Corbie's wings are gone and Jackson is back to being human. (Very human.)

[Here | rating (pg) (ftb) | status (completed)]

st_rikingblueeyes

Two years.

When Corbie had her first anniversary at the inn, it had stalked behind her with such slow, certain dread that she had hardly been able to face the day. This second year had crept up so quietly that she hadn't noticed it until it was upon her, until she sat stitching in the sunlight. Maybe it was because she'd been too worried about Jackson to focus on moping.

The repair she was making was unnecessary. She'd torn the hole in this skirt herself. But she was sure she'd figured out the delicate work she needed to pull it off. With each stitch she made the hole didn't close, but vanish beneath a very minor illusion she put and anchored to the cloth through the thread. When she was done, neither sight nor touch should reveal any damage had ever been done.

Was this as much of an accomplishment as it felt? She thought it was pretty nifty.

st_rikingblueeyes

"Tell him I'll kick his ass if he tries anything," Sunny had offered when Corbie had told her that she had possibly gained another teacher. The older girl had her own experiences with trickster gods and their guidance and had strong opinions on the whole thing, but Corbie was a grown woman and she was hungry to learn more and she could try it couldn't she? Besides, Loki was Thor's brother and Thor loved and trusted him. It didn't follow immediately that she should trust him, but it was a good endorsement of a person. Not to mention Annie adored him.

When it came to the inn and its inhabitants, she found you had to get particular about the difference between knowing someone and knowing someone. It was a small environment with not a lot to do, you ended up knowing at least a little of everybody's business. But people were a lot like labyrinths. You could walk all around the outside of one, get an idea of size and shape and know there was a lot of winding around inside, but until you actually found the door, let alone access to the path, you didn't actually know them, really. And she hadn't been sure how to proceed. Loki was Thor's brother, yes, and she adored Thor, and they'd exchanged small talk before in the library when he came for materials or the clinic when she came by looking for Jackson or whatever else, but.

So okay. Doing better about that. Here was her chance. And maybe she'd get a teacher out of this or maybe she wouldn't. She might not get it or he may not like her. It was a test. Nothing was settled yet.

She had been about to go look for Loki in the clinic when she happened to find him in the tennis court instead, balancing on the top of the net. She watched for a time. She supposed this made sense, given Annie was all excited about the things Loki was teaching her, but it was still kind of a surprise to see him actually... doing it. She hooked her fingers in the chain link fence. "What're you doing?"

st_ackeddeck

I've been thinking (don't tell me, yes, I know that's a dangerous thing) and I've had some ideas I kind of wanted to mention, but I wasn't sure what I wanted to throw out there, and that meant I didn't write anything.

So I'm just going to toss out my ideas like spaghetti and see what sticks.

(Please don't throw spaghetti at the wall. The best way to tell if it's done is to take a bite. You'll know if it's al dente.)

[hand sketched knife, bowl & whisk, eggs, and a few veggies]

I've been thinking about the menus for May. Do you have any favorite dishes you'd like to have? Anything you've been missing maybe? Or things we have but you want more often? As long as we have the ingredients (and who knows, maybe, if we make it clear we want it, something new will be added to the food stores), I'm happy to make it, or learn if you'll teach me, or try to reverse engineer it from your descriptions (as long as you're willing to taste test along the way for feedback.

[hand drawn flourish, complete with sketched pen at the end]

I know we had a sign-up way back when where people listed what subjects they could and were willing to teach, but from what I remember, a lot of those things were more in-depth topics that were going to take investment of time and effort to learn. But I was wondering, what about more discrete options, demonstrations, things you could maybe pick up the basics at least in an afternoon.

Like how to make an omelet. Or turning doodles into something more. Or, I don't know, how to foxtrot.

Kind of an "each one, teach one" thing. Somebody picks something they're good at doing and an afternoon, and whoever wants to learn they can. And then another day, someone else teaches something they're good at.

I'm probably not explaining myself very well. It's just an idea.

st_illfleshandblood

Date: April 1, 2019

Jackson and Corbie wake up together, neither one of them the same as when they went to sleep.

[Here | rating (pg) | status (completed)]

st_ackeddeck

It didn't take any sort of precognitive abilities to predict some kind of shenanigans on the first of April. Many of the people stuck in the bubble world of the Madonna Inn were from times and places where April Fools' Day pranks were normal, expected... (in many cases) minor annoyances. And then there were the residents who remembered the strange egg hunt from a year ago, and the sometimes confusing explanations of the two holidays falling on the same day and how that related.

Also, life at the inn could be interminable. After a while, people started hoping for some kind of strangeness to happen, just to break up the monotony of being trapped in a kitschy no-snow globe.

So, no. You didn't have to be a mutant fortune teller to expect some kind of joke being pulled. But Emma was, and even she had no idea what was coming, other than it was going to be frustrating and topsy-turny, and the visions she'd been getting from the tarot – and way more reversals than was usual or healthy in her experience – were even less clear than usual.

She definitely didn't foresee waking up without the powers that were as much a part of her as her heart. Or just as suddenly having powers she had no idea how to control. But she did, and she had*, and she was far from the only one. The same thing was happening to people all around the inn.

(*Not to worry. The singe marks should be gone in a day or so. Right?)

[Powers swap GP! Tag in. Tag around. It's a time for out and about at the inn coping (or not) with powers gained (or lost).]

st_rikingblueeyes

This was one of the best birthday presents Corbie had ever received.

She didn't know how it ranked next to the afternoon she'd spent with Coby and Jackson yesterday exactly, but as far as an object that was put into her hands for her to keep, this deck of cards spoke to something deep inside her and filled her up with a feeling like sunshine. It made her want to jump and run like a little girl.

It was not the Sibylline. It could never be the Sibylline. But one time or another that they'd been let out, Mildmay had found her a deck that resembled it in many ways. The names and symbolism were different. But the energy. The art blazed in the same way that deck must have done when it was new, and the images were wild and strange and beautiful in a way that she found a little disturbing and possibly even frightening. But she loved them in ways she didn't entirely know how to put into words.

So when she finished her shift at the library she bustled outside and, laying down a safe space with a whispered word and some chalk lines to keep her cards from scattering in any errant breeze, spread her new deck out on the pavement where she could see all of it at once.

Later there would be notes. Later there would be studying. Right now? She just wanted to see how pretty it was. Though even as she laid out the cards, she named the corresponding Sibylline cards that she could remember. "The Guide... The River, the Rock..."

st_arkcrowblack

While she had someone to supply her with bullets now, Snow White did not waste her ammunition lightly at the inn. So that there was a shooting gallery at the carnival made her heart do something akin to leap. The BB gun was not Rose Red, was not even very good, but it felt better than sex ever could hitting targets. She fell into a rhythm of girl, gun, and motion so smooth it was like she’d never been forced to stop listening to a gun sing, grinning as she almost never did with fierce joy.
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Corbie was still spinning after getting off the teacup ride, or at least her head was. Well, okay, probably walking kind of crooked. At first she hadn’t really understood what to do, until she saw other people scrambling for the wheel at the center of the cup.

Then she’d gone to town.

Probably a little too enthusiastic, given the way her legs wobbled and she collapsed onto a convenient nearby bench, giggling like a giddy kid.
__________

Curnen wasn’t entirely sure what she was eating, but it was something deep fried and delicious. Earlier she’d had a piece of frozen cheesecake—something that had never crossed her mind before and seemed at once like of course she should have considered something so amazing—but even as she regained her humanity she was still something of a bottomless pit.

Bliss would have told her she was going to stop her heart eating this crap, but Curnen didn’t care. Hell, she’d probably find some ride to hop on right after this and maybe throw it all up again, and she didn’t care about that, either. For now, though, she watched people having fun for a change instead of living lives of quiet desperation.
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For Sunny, the rides had nothing on the skating. She hadn’t been skating since that day she’d… but no, no she was not going to think about Phouka. That way didn’t lead to anything good. But in any case, it had been years since she’d last strapped on a pair of skates. At first there’s been some clumsiness as she tried and momentarily failed to remember the feel of it—at least one fall on her ass she hoped no one had been paying attention to—but it wasn’t long before she got the hang of it again. And then she was fair flying across the ice, legs pumping like a well-oiled machine. She whooped like a kid and tried to go even faster.

She might take an epic tumble on the ice, but that didn’t intimidate her in the slightest.

(Four-way EP because why the hell not. Please specify which girl you're tagging in subject line.)

st_onecoldfox

Date: 26 december 2018

It was bad enough Winter Fever'd got Mildmay by the short hairs again, but then Kolkhis had to show up and take him and Corbie for bloody walk down memory lane.

[Here | rating (pg-13?) | status (completed) | murder]

Date: 16 january 2019

Corbie had held off while Mildmay was so sick, but once he was feeling more himself, they had to talk about what had happened with Kolkhis.

[Here | rating (pg-13?) | status (completed) | ]

st_ormbreaker

A ghost visits Tony Stark.
[Here | PG | IW Spoilers]

After Tony drops everything to be with Tony and Loki uncharacteristically latches onto his brother, Thor drops by his neighbor's place to talk it out. Corbie gets an idea of why Thor can't let go of the idea that there's a reason he's here.
[Here | PG | IW Spoilers]

After Peter's own ghostly visit, Peter sits down to tell Alec what happens. How Alec reacts surprises even Peter.
[Here | PG | IW Spoilers]

st_rikingblueeyes

December 23

So how did Jackson end up watching a baby? An alternate of Corbie from Gotham came to visit with babe in arms and it was much easier to do her job if she didn't have to worry about her child. They leave her daughter with Jackson before taking off to have a long talk. With visions.

[ Here | rating pg? | status: in progress | idek, language? ]

st_rikingblueeyes

After Corbie offers Thor help with the warding and understanding of his dreams, she gets to lesson planning. And flailing.

November 19 Day before lesson she flails at Mildmay about her ability to teach anybody anything.

[ Here | rating pg? | status: completed | idek, language? ]

November 20 Day of first lesson she flails afterward at Jackson that maybe she has no idea how love works and she's going to die alone.

[ Here | rating pg? | status: completed | idek, language? ]

st_illfleshandblood

It was a generally accepted notion that anything at all was possible, when it came to the Madonna Inn. And yet Jackson had never thought that he might ever be faced with two Corbies (not even in his wildest dreams, which had now been upgraded). But more than that, he had never thought that he might ever find himself babysitting for one of them.

And yet here he was, lying on his back on one of the couches in the bar, the infant sitting on his stomach and playing with his stethoscope. She had taken a liking to it when he had showed her the clinic. A glass of whisky sat abandoned on the table that partially obscured Jackson from view; both of his hands were keeping the baby girl upright on his stomach, and thus much too busy to hold the glass.

"In the North Sea lived a whale," he was singing to the kid, the most innocent song he could think of, "Big in bone and large in tail. This whale used unduly To swagger and bully, And oh! and oh! The ladies loved him so... All went well until one day Came a strange fish in the bay. This fish was indeed, oh! A Woolwich Torpedo! But oh! but oh! The big whale did not know... 'Just you make tracks,' cried the whale, Then he lashed out with his tail. The fish being loaded, Then and there exploded, And oh! and oh! That whale was seen no mo'..."

st_eampunk

If you see a version of me that's a little bit older, it's not one of my hallucinations I swear. It really is me. Apparently older me decided to pay me a visit today. I apologize ahead of time if she's bitchy at you. We had a little WWE bout of stubborn Molly vs. stubborn Winter Lady. I'm sure the shrinks would have a field day with that one but she went off to 'clear her head'. Which is Molly speak for avoiding things until her temper at me goes away.

st_arkintern

Thor finally gives Loki a rundown of everything that happened aboard The Statesman.
[Here | PG | IW Spoilers]

Thor has problems. Corbie helps to fix them.
[Here | PG | No Warnings]

Quill and Thor drink. Thor finds out about mix tapes and has plans to make one for Tony for Christmas. As it always does with the only two with any memory of it, the topic eventually turns to Thanos.
[Here | PG | IW Spoilers]

Thor practices lying on Valkyrie. It doesn't work out well.
[Here | PG | No Warnings]

Peter and Tony finally have that drink and discuss monster movies. After Tony's challenge, Peter and Tony duke it out to see who can make the other laugh first.
[Here | PG-13 | Minors drinking, Talk of Monster Sex in Shape of Water and Pacific Rim Uprising]

After family therapy, Annie crashes in Peter's room and they decide how this not-dad thing is going to go from here.
[Here | PG | No Warnings]

Peter's thought something's been up for awhile now and starts asking questions about what Tony's working on. After Thor and Tony's fight, Tony gets loose-lipped while Peter attempts to make a good drink. Thor and Tony make up.
[Here | PG | No Warnings]

st_ratagem

Thor and Loki got an early start, because there was a lot to do. Almost two weeks to the day since their first small-but-successful experiment with snow, Loki was confident that he'd improved enough for a bigger experiment. Still snow, because Thor wanted it and it did seem like a decent way to try something big-ish without causing Loki unnecessary grief with the other residents. (It was an arrival day, so there would perhaps be some grief with any new arrivals, but that was entirely acceptable.)

It was before dawn when they went out into the grounds. Thor called up clouds and loaded them with water so they hung low and heavy, covering the sky so that the sun, when it rose, wouldn't ruin the event. Loki took his frost giant shape and staff (now very familiar to his hand) and concentrated on dropping the temperature. Just around the Inn and grounds, but that was enough to be serious effort.

When the snow first started, the flakes were big and wet, and melted as soon as they hit the ground, which was still on the warm side. As they melted, they cooled the ground. After an hour or so, the flakes were smaller and more powdery - real snow, not glorified slush - and they were starting to stick to the ground.

By mid-morning, the Inn and grounds were covered with a thick layer of snow, and it continued to fall.

***

Meanwhile, indoors and inspired by the snow, Hurley and Xavin decided to try and make cookies. Cooking together was fun, since neither of them exactly knew what they were doing apart from 'follow the recipe', but since the point was 'try to make cookies' they ended up with a lot of cookies. Sugar cookies, gingerbread, all kinds.

There was no way they'd be able to eat all of them.

Instead, they loaded them onto trays and hauled them to the cafe, then brought out various frostings and candies for decorating. This had been completely intentional. Completely.

st_ormbreaker

Is anyone in need of something to do?

I'm in dire need of a cape. I've been without one for months now and I miss the weight of it.

st_recuerdame

Miguel, with the help of Mack, Mia, and Carlos, was able to put up decorations and flyers all over the inn telling about Dia De Los Muertos. Carlos had helped make the food for the offrendas that people wanted to put up. There were picado banners strung between the temple door and some tables around it. He had set up his ofrenda outside of the temple and of course with Vax's help got the area inside the temple all cleaned up and special if people wanted to go inside and put little welcoming and celebrations of their friends or family that have left there instead of outside.

He very carefully lit a couple of the candles on his table once the sun went down. Miguel had been able to find some marigolds and with permission, picked a few to put the petals around his area. He had a picture of his family that had arrived in his egg and a picture of Scanlan on his phone. Miguel didn't know how to print it off to use it so he had his phone on his ofrenda, with the picture up. Sure his friend had gone home rather than to the Land of the Dead, but he was gone from the inn so that counted. At least it did in Miguel's mind.

His guitar was tucked in his lap where he sat cross legged by a plate of sugar skulls and began to play what he'd been playing this time last year with his little sister and family. Proud Corazon.

Dante sat next to Miguel, with an eye toward the food. He was tempted, but he didn't. He knew how much this meant to Miguel and the others here. He wondered with the veil so thin, if others would be able to see him as the Spirit Guide he was, or if he would look like a Xolo dog still to them.

st_rikingblueeyes

Date: 6/26/18

Following Jackson and River's bus stunt, Corbie finds out about it from the local news and starts to panic because of course she expected idiot, but not this much idiot. Luckily Mildmay's protectiveness means he can help her figure out how to handle this.

[Here | PG? | status (completed) | idek language I guess?]

st_huntermom

Mary was helping Caroline with providing the sweets for the party - cupcakes, cookies, Rice Krispies, and a bunch of other things. There was 'real food' provided by the restaurant. there were alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks all themed for the event of Halloween and there is even music to. Caroline's decorating skills where again proven as the entire space looked as if it had been turned into Halloweentown.

Mary's at the last tray of cupcakes that look like they had spiders on them down on the table and sighed. Her work for the party was done and now she can relax. She was already in costume with some blue and pink streaks in her hair and a t-shirt that hung up one shoulder that had a skull in the front. Her makeup was indicative of a punk rocker and she even had a fake nose ring on. Now all she had to hope was that Hathaway was going to keep up his end of the bargain or else she might look up at silly.

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[For Loki] This is only a trial

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GP: April Fools!

[EP] A special treat for a special day - OTA

[EP] She moved through the fair - OTA

[link drop] Ghosts of Winter: Who I Used to Be (Mildmay & Corbie)

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[Linkdrop] A trip sideways in time

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