⇨ THE EPILOGUE

[ringleaders]

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 61
Where: The Carnival
What: After all the rescues team return, it will be matter of tending to the wounded and getting the hell out of dodge. The Ringmaster can handle the fleeing part, but someone will need to look after those in the medical tent. Or, maybe, you just want to show up and ask what the hell happened.
Warnings: Some messed up consequences of faerie fuckery.

IN REPAIR↴ As the minutes tick past, all four rescue groups will eventually return. Everyone in the carnival is encouraged to help out, ensuring that the rescues and victims both are taken care of after the fact. You can tag in here as rescuers taking care of business around the carnival, victims recovering, or other workers checking in to see what's going on. This log is for general aftermath threads, made by anyone.

Comments

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[sunflowerfields]

Luckily for Psi, there's lots of freshly baked cookies to choose from, because everybody keeps taking them.

"I could get you some milk for those, if you'd like," Hinawa offers as she pops her head out of the kitchen.

:D

[dorkypantsuit]

He only just avoids making a face at the suggestion. Milk was considered a rather odd thing to drink on Alternia. Instead he smiles, giving Hinawa a toothy grin.

"But milk might ruin the flavor of the cookies." it sounds like a complaint, but he hardly seems bothered by her suggestion.

[sunflowerfields]

"Cookies are made for milk!" You'd think after being around non-humans for so long, Hinawa would pick up on the fact that some of them are weird aliens with weird food preferences. "Oh, you aren't allergic, are you?"

[dorkypantsuit]

"No, but I'm not a mammal." He'll say anything to get out of the jail of human taste expectations for free. But this is actually true.