Repose

[Marta F]

Do you like French food? I'm thinking more along the lines of pastries, rather than snails.

[Witch Sib Lock]

Spill. Was your Santa good to you?

[Public]

I feel like some wires got crossed and I somehow wound up on the Nice list.

[Santa was fully prepared to go out and build the tree house, but this one still speaks the wish into the envelope -- one tree house for Destiny's little brother in the tree she designates.

For the second wish, Santa goes a little overboard. One long weekend -- five days, four nights -- in Vegas for Destiny and four of her friends of her choosing. There are five first class tickets for airfare, five deluxe panoramic view rooms with king sized beds booked at the Wynn and waiting for them, along with pre-paid Visa check cards waiting for each of them there (to the tune of $500K each), and a limo booked in Destiny's name. Santa concludes it all with a wish that they have a great time.]

[Claire, Damian, Dietre, Destiny, Holly, Louis, Misha, Newt, Patrick and... Noah.]

[After this.

A formal invitation to a Christmas Eve dinner at the music shop. Daniel writes these by hand, in ink, on heavy paper. There's a wax seal, too.]

[Holly]
someone told me you have a butterfly plague.

[Travis]
don't be mad, but i heard you don't have plans for chrsitmas?

[Destiny]
so what am i getting you and wyatt for christmas this year?

[Aedan]
i'm sorry i'm so bad at keeping in touch.

[Seven]
is it too soon or weird to ask about getting something for you and sawyer?

[Billy]
i have a weird question.

[public]

Who runs the music and book stores these days? Used to have an account, think the owners changed. Account's stopped.

Coffee place too. Do ground coffee?

What's your poison?

[A day after the altar appears on the edge of Atticus' property where it joins the forest, baskets appear on each of their respective doorsteps.

Contents: warm goat cheese and apricot babka wrapped in tinfoil, and a sachet with a different dried herbs for each of them. Mugwort for Connie, patchouli for Marta, pennyroyal for Des, and a peculiar blend of yarrow and chamomile for Atticus.]

I’m looking for help. [....] Or someone to just talk to? I’m having some [...] trouble with my magic/powers, and google is only helping so much. Reddit even less.

[During this conversation.]

Hey Des. How's things?

[Locked to Destiny S]
hey, hannah said to talk to you.

[Public]
did anyone else not change?

[Marta] Are you alright?

[Public, thoroughly disgruntled]

As if it's not enough to live one version of a life in this world and the bullshit that entails. This better not be some vindictive genie bullshit. If one of you made a misguided wish, I'm awarding you the title of supreme asshole.

[Newt & Pat]
I don't think I was in the right mind to tell you both so before, but thank you.

[Scully]
Do you have any scientific findings to report, Scully? I'd appreciate some right about now.

In gloom, Mulder

[Daniel W]
I'm out. I've been out a lot, but I'll be back around tonight. Are you alright? I'm picking up a few things, a couple boxes of wine and some nachos. Can I bring you anything? An extra box of wine with your name on it?

[Billy]
Obligatory big sister check-in asking who you fucked this time. I'm envisioning a hunky Santa. Or Kurt Russell in a hunky Santa costume. Cheer me up with the dirty details please. But mostly tell me you're okay.

[Marta F]
I haven't abandoned the house entirely, I promise. We can have a girly sleepover once I stop being a magical mass murderer. Also, are you good?

[Connie G]
Hi. I never get to see you anymore. I feel like I need to start asking now to make plans three weeks from now so, do you have any plans for Thanksgiving?

[Hannah S]
Are you still staying in the village? I came through earlier this week but didn't get a chance to see you if you were.

ETA: [Holly W, thoughtfully added.]
It's time for me to return the favor and see if you need anything?

[Call: Patrick G]
[Ring!]

[Locked to Jack P]
All right, Jack?

[Locked to Claire J & Destiny S]
How're you both?

[Locked to Daniel W]
Are you well, Daniel?

Who: Aedan and Destiny
What: When you're in need of a witch...
Where: The trailer
When: After this
Warnings/Rating: Probably low, maybe some grisly stuff.

( Help me Destiny Kenobi, you're my only hope )

[Destiny S.]
[After this.]

Hey, remember me?

Who: Patrick Gunster, Destiny Sokol, Daniel Webster, & Newt Penhaligon
What: dropping off Destiny
Where: Daniel's apartment above Webster's Vinyl
When: fuzzy; after this
Warnings/Rating: low

( The Apparition took seconds. )

[Janus A]
Tell me you are okay.

[Leo B]
Did you ever find anything out about our roommate?

[Adrian M]
How goes it?

[Atticus M]
Checking in here since I was fired from Vade. How is everything? Doing okay?

[Destiny S]
[Blissfully unaware of anything going on.] My apologies for not get back to you sooner. I hope you are doing well.

[Ren S]
It has been a while. How are you? How did the moving go?

[Nel]
tomorrow or saturdya

[Destiny]
[She hasn't seen the message from Destiny, lost in the scrolling and not enough time to go back through.]
are you back? wyatts babysitter took him when things got shitty. i tried. i'm sorry.

[Aedan]
sorry.

[Seven]
[...]
out of town but coming back soon.

[After this, and finding a way to access the forum, she sees that she wrote a couple cryptic, partial messages in the past few days to some people, but doesn't remember. It's an emergency, so Des group posts to people who know about magic(Patrick and Newt), someone who knows about death(Daniel), and family(Billy and Marta).]

I need help.

[Any responses on the forum get a ping back about not being received.]

[Delivery/Locked to Hannah S]
[He leaves her a couple hundred thou in a check that will be taxed, sorry, Hannah. He sticks it in the door of her trailer.]

Dude, idk where you are, but I hope you're cool. I'm going to the Capital for a while. I can't do this right now, man. I thought I could and I tried, but it's not working. I hope the theme park thing goes okay for you. You have my number or whatever, if you need me. Good luck.

[Delivery/Locked to Cat D]
[Left with the bag she sent the comm in is a book. He doesn't want to ruin it, so there's no inscription. Instead, he posts on the forum.]

Sorry I upset you, Cat. I really didn't mean to. I know your family stuff is like, beyond me, and I wish I was better at helping. I know that, like, how I am is pretty not helpful to you either. On that note, I'm going to go to the Capital for a while, maybe NYC. I like cities better anyway and Repose is starting to feel Not Good. I'm glad you're back and if I were a braver person, I'd stay, but I'm not, so. I can't deal with anything devolving or anything like that, and I don't know what I even am, and I probably just shouldn't be around people who care about me. I love you and I'm sorry if I'm just another man who's let you down. I promise we're (probably) not all like that. If you want to get in touch, you know how, but no hard feelings if not. I hope things get easier for you and less crappy. I sent you some poetry. Obviously I never read it and the book looks like if you breathe on it, it'll turn to dust, but it seems like something you'd like. Okay, I better go. -R

[Delivery/Locked to Destiny S]
[After he leaves her a hefty check in the mailbox to the Clary House.]

Stay chill, Destiny. I hope you get shit figured out.

[Locked to Rory B]
Hey, dude, watch out for Hannah for me. And, uh, sorry about your dick.

[Locked to Ren S]
I can't go on the theme park thing, dude, but watch over Hannah for me.

[Locked to Stephanie M]
I have to leave town. Thanks for checking in on me when you did. Try to, like, do the same for Cat. She's a lot more sensitive than she seems and you guys kind of suck at it. Bye, dude.

[Locked to Jack P]
Step the fuck up, bro, for Cat's sake.