⇨ 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

[lordofthering]

"I will remember that," she says gently, leaning down to place her snout within Peridot's reach. It's at close as she can get to an affectionate gesture at this size.

[periphrasing]

She hesitates, just for a second, wondering just what an appropriate response to that gesture might be. Just reaching out and putting her hand on her nose feels kind of weird?

A moment's consideration, and she changes shape briefly into her dragon form: one comparatively tiny, bright green dragon reaching up to boop her nose against the gigantic black one. When that's done, she settles back on her haunches and just does some... Gay... awkward but ultimately pleased snickering.