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[FILTERED TO SARA & EVIE'S FRIENDS]

Right so, who's available for a bit of moving help, then? Sara and I are shifting two apartments worth of things to one of the other flats in Morningside sometime over the next week or two.

I've been told it's customary to bribe with pizza and beer, so consider this a bribe of pizza and beer. If I have to move to threats next, I can.

I know we have a lot of insomniacs around here - or people who just don't sleep well for one reason or another. I see plenty at the clinic for individual appointments so I thought I'd try to put together something where I see a bunch of people at once? Not sure how this will go but it's an attempt.

Still trying to come up with clever names - so far all I've got is Sleep Seminar, and it'll be this coming Monday starting at six. I'll probably have it catered so rumbling stomachs don't interrupt but here's what I planned to go over:

• Temporarily changing your sleep schedule to boost sleeping power
• The Art of Doing Nothing
• Answering questions like - what’s the latest time you should drink caffeine or eat dinner? Should every bit of light be eliminated from your room? What about using your phones or laptops in bed?

So if you're interested, come by the DOA building - it'll be in the same room as the AA/NA and Death Club meetings, on that basement level. If you're not interested, well. Here's a picture of my death-sense cat:

( cut for picture )

Perfecting the stare of judgment, as usual.

[ Pretend there is a series of pictures of Haridson posing with this. All grins and faux serious poses. ]

Someone lose a Hall of Justice? Murderbot (I told you that you'd get to like me) and I came up with a detector of sorts to detect when something comes through. Still fine tuning it, but it led us to...well, the Hall of Justice. The readings off this thing are crazy.

Hello Outlanders! I'm Jory. I've been dipping my toes in on your network for the last month and I think it's about time I sent out an invite to my favorite place in the world - Infinite Green. Some of you already know the best magical plant nursery in Vallo, but for those who don't, you can find it at [address] and all Outlanders can mention this post and get a 30% discount thru the end of this month. We've got more plants than you've ever seen inside one building, magically knowledgeable staff, remedy tea brewing on the spot, and the coziest little reading room a plant lover could ever want. (I promise not to make a habit of this cheesy advertising, I just really love my job.)

[FILTERED TO SHIFTERS AND WERES*]

So this is going to be a little awkward, but I hope you'll bear with me for a few minutes. I'm a witch in the Ankou coven and I have a weird personal situation that sort of applies to you all? Well, only if you want it to apply to you anyway.

About four months ago, I was a part of a seance to connect with a murdered werewolf to try and give him peace. The way our mediumship works in Ankou, we get a sort of soulbond going during a seance and take on thoughts, feelings, and abilities of the spirits we connect with. I screwed up Something went wrong in my seance and now I can't shake this stubborn guy. I'm not a werewolf, but I often get the emotions of one and sometimes some of the physical qualities. Strength, speed, sense of smell, the occasional growl that startles the crap out of my hedgehog, that kind of thing. I'm adjusting at this point and it's mainly just full moon discomfort and some outbursts I have to apologize for. Nothing like what real werewolves have to deal with, that's for sure, but it does give me a glimpse into the kind of life some of you live.

So why am I bugging you? Well, our coven is trying to increase our outreach to outsiders, particularly supernatural groups. I've been semi-officially named the were/shifter liaison. I have ZERO idea what I'm doing and have no ambition either. But I'd like to get to know you all better, maybe find a way for my coven to connect with you and offer our friendship and aid. And our really great block parties? Okay, that's it! Thanks if you read this far. I tried like twelve times to cut this down to something more reasonable but it just wasn't happening. Hit me up if you want to talk or just come by the nursery.

[OOC: *any weres or shifters that have openly admitted to being such either on the network or in-person where anyone could overhear.]

Hey guys!

Following up on Wynonna's birthday post the other day, we've officially made a decision. Joint birthday festivities will be held at SHORTY'S on FRIDAY NIGHT! It's our local bar from back home, and it just showed up in Vallo. It's got enough liquor to last us through the next couple of weeks before we need to start stocking up again, so might as well enjoy, y'know?

Presents not required. We've got a pool table, karaoke, all your expected bar stuffs! Nicole and I are baking cakes - vegan and non-vegan - so come on out for lots of cake and booze and celebrate with us!

Oh dip! I was at the fish market for the weird squid flavors and the old guy that sells fake gator but tries to sell it as real gator. We were gonna show him what we thought about that, but then I got distracted by this place call Crahven fish and next to it was Crahven crabs. They said they’re new and they gave me tons of seafood cause DJ Flippers did a little dance. It was bad, but apparently cute, so I got a discount. Does anyone wanna come eat some of this, though? I got a little too excited about free food.

Also maybe someone come help us carry it from the place cause I slashed Motor Rick’s tires in Gator Mike’s honor and he’s probably gonna figure it out soon.

Who: Laurence and Lan Xichen
What: Getting together to compare calligraphy
When: Saturday, Sept 4
Where: Cloud Recess
Warning: If these two ever need a warning there's something Seriously Wrong
Status: Complete

( I thank you for your invitation, Zewu Jun )

Characters: Brothers Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen
Where: Cloud Recesses
When: September 1st-ish
What: Lan Wangji tries to convince Lan Xichen to end his isolation.
Rating: PG, these are classy bois

( Kicking and screaming on Lan Xichen looked more like staring soulfully into the middle distance. Pressing his fingertips against one another. Closing his eyes in consternation. )

It's something of an upgrade from his last pool, at least.

( Not actually cut, just for your benefit )

[Atreus]
One of the other Lokis seemed to be able to communicate with him in a way that I currently can't. Would you be able to teach me how to speak to animals so that I can tell when he's insulting me and when he's not?