Second Chances: the Network

Uhhhh... this morning has been interesting.

Nonna Inga, the grandma ghost who lives with us, decided I needed to learn how to make a good stew to help with the cold.

I'll made an extra big pot.

In case anyone else wants any.

Damn, I'm so domestic.

Since I'm sure we've all got cabin fever and are somewhat over the winter wonderland outside... not to mention Daine's post reminded me that there's probably a fair amount of birthdays we've probably missed celebrating..

How do folks feel about a community luau this weekend? Indoors and maybe with a bit of magic to set the tropical vibe.. Some cupcakes and music...

One month later.

Normally, wounds like mine take about six to eight weeks to heal, but our friend sped up the process.

If I wake up from a nap, though, it sometimes feels like it's still healing.

[Private to Cat King]
Words hadn't felt right or enough, and all gifts were cheeky.

I appreciate the call sigil you gave him, and that you didn't leave when you showed up to that situation.

Clearly you'd do anything for Edwin, and I'm grateful for that.
[end]

Who am I hosting for Thanksgiving this year?

So this is new. Which I'm sure you get all the time. Jack Wilder. You wouldn't know the name which kind of hurts, ego wise.

The government types? Seem a little stressed. A little disorganized. I got sent on my way, told I should do a thing on this thing. Anyone want to add a security badge to their collection? Also, I'm looking for takeout suggestions. East coast, best coast or something.

WHO IS WAVERLY? (Hi, new roomie I guess and I'm en route)

Now that Hardison's secured the network, I have a request.

IF you are safe to do so: Record-Record-Record.

Audio, video—anything you can. Start compiling everything you've seen, heard, or documented since the beginning and send it to me. I'm starting to put together a timeline, and all of it will help. We call this the "discovery phase".

The Liaison Office may have let us down, but that doesn't mean we can't go after the people behind this.

So this is nineteen?

Sweet!

Maybe one of these days I won't be as excited about another rotation around the sun (or mundane things like school), but when you've outlived your original expiration date by two years these things are still kind of a big deal.

(and Happy Birthday, Klaus [and Jinu]!)

I can't say this is what I was expecting today.

Apparently, I'm going to be here for awhile, so I might as well introduce myself. My name is Wanda Maximoff. I was told that this world is very similar to my own, and that there are people here who might know me.

[Filtered to Vision and Tommy Maximoff]

...I was told that you both are here.

I'll say somethin' about this place: there's so much food I barely know where to go sometimes.

Happy Hatch Day to the Best Kiddo Around! 💘💘💘💘

Everyone feel free to get as mushy as me at the newest adult on Beale Street!!

(Edited to Add: did you really think I'd let this day pass unremarked? You're funny, girl.)

[Filtered to Rapunzel]

Hey.

Clint went and got himself injured. It's a broken arm, I think, but he seems to be in pretty bad shape.

Was wondering if we could bring him to you? I'm pretty sure 13 year old Clint isn't the biggest fan of hospitals?

So the thing is there was this dog and he's okay and got away, but my arm's busted and it's making it hard to think or figure out how to get back. I ran for a while, so I think I'm still near or in Tenderloin.

Got a lotta offers for help when I poked my head up before.

Kinda hoping that's still the case.

Movies and Mocktails anyone?

This is getting old fast.


[Lila and Ben]

Sorry I haven't been the best parent-figure. We all know that you guys are in charge even on a normal week.

What do you guys want for dinner?

Y'all got some nice shit just lying around.

If you have time today, and you see my very handsome husband, please make sure that you wish him a very, very happy birthday.

Because he deserves it for putting up with me all year.

Well.

That was for sure a thing that happened.

Great way to wake up, too. [...] I don't think we can blame this on the fairies.

I think I have finally perfected the virgin margarita. I'm ready for Cinco.

It's April 30th. Don't forget to leave out ramen noodles for Justin! (If you know you know??)

Actually, anyone up for ramen for dinner? The real stuff, not the Maruchan packets. We deserve better.

Roses are red,

Violets are not,

I'm sorry I said Archery is darts for douchebags,

when really its not.

ps, you're hot.