Repose

[Marta F]

you still around?

[Public]

go go power rangers?

[Dylan M.]

Hi.

[Adrian M.]

Did you go check out a book?

[Nishka B.]

Do you need waffles or a mimosa or both?

[Stephanie M.]

Have fun?

[At the end of the evening, when the curators for the book showing come around with their boxes and crates, the books return their visitors to their own lives.

Endings are sometimes abrupt, sometimes peaceful, and readers find themselves on familiar footing once more and scattered within the confines of the Repose rec center. The lights are low now and the din is muted, and the doors stand open out into the Repose night. Beyond, safely away from the precious books, drinks await on tables for parched travelers and lanterns light the cool night and cast glow on chairs and blankets strewn about for those needing a moment to recover themselves. The books slumber.]

Who: Vaguely threatening
What: Reveals
When: Immediately after this

( Out of the desert )

[Group: Nat B & Adrian M]
How did we all fare?

[Locked to Marta F]
Mouse, are you well?

[Locked to Mary M]
Did you find your book?

[Locked to Destiny S]
[After some consideration.] I know we have not spoken recently, but I wanted to ensure you made it through this book event without incident.

[Anonymous, so anonymous.]

We were in the desert together. There was a car that exploded. Fuck, are you real?

You died in a belltower. I'm very sorry.

[Posted anonymously.] What do blind men dream of in heather when dead? It could be a riddle.

[News: The Gym & Woods]
[After being closed and extremely vacant for months, light begins to appear regularly in the old roadhouse. A familiar bike is spotted parked outside. A few days later, the gym re-opens to the public without fanfare, or even an announcement 'bout it. Aside from an very limited class schedule in the evenings, business is—per usual—quiet. The owner is otherwise scarce. The help wanted sign on the door remains.

Deeper in the woods, the trailer on pack territory has been empty ever since shit went haywire. It remains that way for the time being.]

[Separately: Newt P, Jack P, Steve M, Cat C, Pat G, Destiny S, Marta F, Cisco D]
[Going through missed messages. Figures she should say something, but doesn't really know what to say.]

hey

[Locked to Liam R.]

Liam, how are you? [...] Did you go to the recreation center?

[Mental: Steve M, Atticus, Misha, Damian, Claire, Eames.

Janus doesn't want to post, so he cheats. He reaches to each familiar mind, to make sure he can find it, to see if it's intact. Details are limited and he's so careful with the contact. It's like a digital ping made mental for the soul, and hard to catch even for the skilled. He brushes each individually, and tries to keep the sulfur flavor of hell's power out of it.]

We left the ball to go to the chapel. I apologize for my hasty exit.

Who: Grit and Girl Scout
What: Return
Where: Starting at the exhibit
When: Current
Warnings/Rating: TBD.

( Cotton candy pink )