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( His eyes spoke volumes as the window into his soul )

OKAY FRIENDS AND PEOPLE WHO AREN'T YET FRIENDS HELLO HI BUCKY HERE

What's your favorite food? Or favorite restaurant? Here would probably be easiest. Or favorite thing to make that you're willing to share the recipe for?

And do you wanna meet up to show me what it is or how to make it?

I'm learning how to make the fancy coffee drinks at home but don't have the fancy espresso machine yet so they aren't quiiiite the same but I've found some of the diy tips and things and they're pretty good so far! And I haven't burnt the apartment down with my baking or cooking attempts, so that's something! I did try the pumpkin spice latte and it was good but not my favorite I think I like the mochas better. Mocha everything please.

OH and the muffins were good and I think my coworkers like them so thanks for the help before!

Today, I learned about a magical stimulant called caffeine. Marvellous.




How do I undo it?

I didn't need this now Vallo.

Veronica was a kind, sweet and understanding friend. I'll miss her and Backup.

[ late thursday evening ]

Some days I really wish the essence of Vallo or whatever would get a face I could punch.

[ DAD / TOR / PEPPER ]

Hey, so Vallo fucking sucks and shoved Mom's head full of memories. And I mean all of them.

She did the scrapyard thing. We did the scrapyard thing. Now I think maybe she needs the others, like, you know, the wine thing and the mead thing.

[Texts to Eliot]

Hi. I saw that Quentin's here.

How are you?

OK this is not where I was expecting to end up and orientation is a bit of a joke. It's an info dump that ends with someone handing you some money and telling you where you can stay. I guess that's better than leaving you on the street to figure it out yourself.

Now if someone could help me find a rabbit to get a message to my friends so they know I didn't just bail on them that would be great. Thanks.

Who: Five & Eliot Waugh
What: New friends go out for food.
When: July 24
Where: Mother of Pearl at Galdin Quay
Warnings: None that I can think of.

( A thought occurred to him, Five did know how to get to Gilded Quay, right? )

So...

• This is not California, or UC Davis, neither of these exist


• Magic is commonly and openly talked about. And so are vampires, werewolves, elves, fae, etc.


• The pixie at the friendly coffee place is not that friendly


• Bagels and alcohol


• No one from home knows I'm missing and I probably won't remember anything if I get sent back


• Giant dogs


• Don't trust the internet, and not just because meta-data is worth a fortune


• Age is subjective because time travel

Is there free alcohol in close proximity to the bagels? Because there should be. I'm going to need both as a contemplate how soul crushing it is to have years of my research suddenly stuck in another reality.

I'm posting this because it seems to be a reoccurring theme on searches these past few days.

There's nothing wrong with being gay, or bisexual, or any other damn type of sexuality you identify as or are still trying to figure out if you identify as.

If it helps at all, there are a lot of people here who open about their sexuality, and at least some of us are more than willing to be someone to talk to. Reaching out is scary, I get that. But when you're ready, we're here.

If anyone makes you feel less than, or if someone judges you based on that, know that there's a special place in hell for them. Not the other way around. Celestials/gods/whatever you believe in don't give a shit who you love.

And Girl, Interrupted is a solid 90s movie. But that's like ancient history for me, so please debate.

Also, also, I need three cocktail drinkers at Lux ASAP. Testing out new ideas, need feedback. Sabrina, you don't count.

My guardian's house is here.  Everything is exactly as I remember it, including the harpsichord in tune and ready for me to play it.  I missed that. His drawing supplies are here, so I can do some sketching.  There's an amazing kitchen for me to cook in too.  It's amazing. and lonely and scary

If I searched for 'are housewarming parties still a thing?' - it might just end up on here anyway.   So I'll just ask.  Would any of you come if I had a housewarming night?  No gifts required, just a simple, get together, so I can show off my new place.

( A girl after my own coffee heart )

[ooc: There is be a picture of Abigail's bedroom, with antlers mounted everywhere, similar to this.]

Can you all see the antlers too? Or am I losing my mind?. Will anyone come over and help me take them down? Please. They're making my apartment look like the shrike's nest a nightmare, and I need to get rid of them.

Where's the best quiet and mostly secluded place to go and get away from people and everything for a bit around here? If you know a place and it's secret, but you're willing to share, feel free to send a private text. I promise I won't tell anyone, if you share it.

Good afternoon, my new friends! I have only been in your world a very short time (such a shock this morning--do you know how truly unfair it is to be lounging oh so comfortably on the coast in sunny Feolinn with a glass of their very best diamond plum wine only to be deposited unceremoniously in a forest of all places? I cannot), but I have made the most wonderous discovery and it is gelato. I am currently eating it with the tiniest of spoons and it is as delicious as it is wonderous and I suggest you all try it immediately.

That out of the way, hello, good day, it is lovely to meet you all.

Now, I can't help but notice that I am rather stuck here. I have been informed that not even the most fair and advantageous (for both parties, obviously) deal made with a hapless group of adventurers can create for me a little doorway to hop back to the Menagerie Coast and my glass of wine, so I have decided to view this as a grand opportunity for growth and excitement and I am beginning to bore myself, so I'm going to just let this paragraph come to an end now.

Ah, and of course: I have been told there is a blue tiefling about. I would so very much like to be reunited with her, should someone be able to point me in her direction.

My rifle is here.  I had really missed it.  So I appreciate that.  But some of my stuff has been moved around.  For example, my pots and pans and dishes were moved to my dresser, and my clothes were moved to the kitchen cabinets.

Is that normal when stuff shows up from home?

I still talk to you. I know you're out there, somewhere. I feel it in my bones, my soul. Perhaps Fillory or New York. Maybe a whole different world. I don't know if you hear me. Maybe you do. Maybe I'm crazy. I don't care. I still do it. I miss you more than I can put into words. Some days are easier than others, but I'm doing okay.
( I miss your smile )

Let me preface this by saying I mean no disrespect to anyone, but I've been sitting on this for several days and feel I need to say something. At first I thought maybe it was a dream, but it wasn't.

Last week I was drawn to the glacier that has shown up here in Vallo. I'm not sure why, but it called me almost like a siren song that I couldn't resist. What I saw in that ice is something I won't forget, something I wish to never see again.

( .... )

*Trigger Warning: violence, murder, death, family violence*

[Veronica Mars]

Hey, checking in on you. You doing okay?

I just wanted to say thank you to everyone that came out for this week's Zeph'aeratam classes and will also be coming to them this evening. I like to think they went really well and am looking forward to getting to know you all better.

And, for the morning people, if you have a favorite and easily portable breakfast food or drink request beyond coffee, let me know.

Also, happy start to Highsummer, Exandrians--at least, I think so, given the different calendars? Either way, I have small gifts so find me at some point today, if you're free.