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Aug. 31st, 2016


[Locked to demon-y types]

[Locked to Hellish peoples]
[Once this goes up on the flower shop, after this.]

We've trouble only slightly. Is the bossman gone entirely?
[If not, he can see this, of course.]

Jul. 28th, 2016



I don't go to church for a couplea months and it goes to straight to hell.

Jul. 22nd, 2016


mason j, ella g, janus a

[Delayed, but after his chat with Claire.]
[Group lock]

There's a hunter here. It [...] could be an issue.

Jul. 21st, 2016


[By the light of Tuesday's full moon, she does a walk-around of town as the sun sets (mostly unnoticed - those who see her soon forget her), basket handle tucked in the crook of her elbow. It's not her largest basket, but neither is it her smallest.

Her first stop is the cemetery, where she places:
-Snowdrops tied together with a sprig of rosemary at the entrance gate
-A bundle of asphodelus laid between the graves of a once-married couple (one fresh, one older)
-Another couple, on their shared headstone by their two fairly recent graves, a curl of ivy

Tucked in the handle of the door to the trailer behind the Protestant church, a bundle of thornapple flowers. By morning, they are wilted, with the edges starting to blacken badly and rot. The flower shop has no such gift, but there's a lingering scent of them around the door that lasts all day. There's no remaining trace of who may have left them, not even for people good at figuring out that sort of thing, like they appeared out of nowhere. The flowers and the scents keep their own secrets - for now.

The shelves of her things at the town's metaphysical shop are restocked: teas, lotions, sachets. She comes and goes from the back door (outside of business hours), which opens for her without need of a key. Set to the side in the back room, she leaves a different selection of herbs, teas, and one spidery puff of witch-hazel laid on top. She takes in return the small jar of honey waiting there for her. No note is needed.

An unbleached muslin bag is left hooked on the handle of Eddie's caravan office at the circus. For all their usual mischief, the clowns don't even think about touching it. Inside:
-an unwilting (for now) bouquet with a note: Odin's grace. Happy Wednesday.
-a dark, airtight jar of loose-leaf tea. It smells like spearmint and anise and green things. Another note: For hot afternoons: 3 spoons into a large jar, fill with clean water, let on your window ledge the morning before - full-day+ brew. Strain and pour over ice. Best plain but 1 spoon of raw sugar/jar in with the tea before brewing if you're appeasing an extra-sweet tooth. No more or you'll ruin it.

Once her basket is empty (other than the honey), she stops at the grocery store to pick up a few necessities before walking home again.]

[Go here for plant meanings.]

Jun. 29th, 2016


Mason J

[Locked to Mason J]

I've news, Bossman.

Jun. 26th, 2016



Does anyone know that fiddler around town? I meant to offer him a gig at the carnival, but he was gone before I could finish my coffee.

Jun. 15th, 2016


[Mason, Ella, and the Helldog, to which he has not yet spoken.]

[To: The Adversary, Destroyer of Kings, Angel of the Bottomless Pit, Great Beast that is called Dragon, Prince of This World, Father of Lies, Spawn of Hell, and Lord of Darkness.

And also his flower lady.]

I thought we were trying to be avoid attention.




The carnival has singing flowers and no one calls that a holy miracle.

[Melody B.]

Did Tethys lock you back up?

Jun. 7th, 2016


log: church - janus and mason

Who: Janus and Mason
What: Coffee!
Where: The church
When: Evening
Warnings/Rating: N/A

Sugar's on the table. )

Jun. 1st, 2016


[call: rory b]

[Caller unknown. Ring ring.]

May. 24th, 2016


[log: flower delivery - ella g/mason j

Who: Mason and Ella
What: Flower delivery to the church.
Where: The protestant church
When: Evening
Warnings/Rating: N/A

Having flesh meant sensation in all its exquisiteness. His hand on the broom handle, smoke in his lungs, corrupting the tissue. All real, all corporeal, all a part of this world. )


[call - janus]


May. 23rd, 2016



I'd like to take a poll as to whether doughnuts at Sunday service would up attendance numbers. Does this seem like a productive measure? Or do I purchase them regardless and feed them to the birds if no one does show?


Public and locked to Cat C

Is there a local information office? Or a tourism desk?

[Locked - Cat C]

Hey, barkeep.