video, un:charon

[notimeforfailure]

[Lysithea appears on the screen in front of a doorway painted mint green, looking grim, but resolute. Her arm is in a sling and she has obvious scars and cuts across her face and neck, but at the very least, she is in one piece. She couldn't say the same for some of her friends.]

I am one day late.

I am pleased to announce...

[And here she makes a gesture with her good hand, and it becomes clear that this is a recording through the eyes of her Omen. The bird flaps back a few feet to reveal a recently renovated building that looks, if not grand, at least, well... intact.]

The grand opening of the Patisserie Lysitherie. Located in the Willful Machine, [address here], five minutes' walk from the closest Lamp Friend.

[Lysithea steps inside and her Omen follows to showcase part of the interior.]

...I'm sure I've prattled on about my business long enough, so I won't bore you with more details. Just know that our trade rates are exceedingly reasonable, and we seek to procure only the finest ingredients from the docks. It is winter, of course, so temper your expectations accordingly. Additionally, all purchases will come with a package of Weeping Wafers, our first in-house concoction. The taste is nutty and earthy with hints of nutmeg and almond. It's delicate - and not excessively sweet.

Most importantly, it is made with raw, diced Weepers.

After the... occurrences of the previous month, I imagine we could all benefit from their magic. If you seek mental stability, come by and we're happy to provide you with free samples. Don't take too many, though - I don't know what the effects are if you overdose.

...Well, that's all. Thank you for your business.

[...It is evident that Lysithea has no idea how to end this. After a moment, she looks around awkwardly and then dips her head as if in a bow before the transmission cuts.]

[action, ota, at the Patisserie]
[Lysithea will be manning the sweets shop during business hours. Her employees are welcome to join her when they're free - she could use some extra help, given her dislocated wrist. Drop by to sample normal baked goods, Weeper products, or simply strike up a conversation.

On slow days, Lysithea can be found eating her Weeping Wafers and fingering what appears to be an old research journal of some sort.]

Comments

( video | un: duckling )

[danserai]

[ ahiru claps, thrilled. ]

Wow, that's amazing, Lysithea! Congratulations!

[notimeforfailure]

[Lysithea avoids blushing by discreetly turning away and coughing into a fist.]

Thank you.

...Ahiru, right? I hope the last month hasn't caused you too much trouble. It was a difficult time to be introduced to Trench.

[read: i hope you didn't sucked up into hell tower]

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[onekindsoul]

[This isn't an employee but there's someone dressed up in a large cupcake mascot suit who appears out of the blue one day and just starts standing in front of the store and directing people inside with very energetic and exaggerated movements.

They are definitely trying to build up some hype.]

oh my god i'm dying

[notimeforfailure]

[It takes Lysithea half an hour of idle reading before she realizes that it's somewhat strange that nobody has even poked their head in to wander around. (She got far more browsers than she did actual customers.) Glancing up, she frowns as she observes an odd shadow playing on the doorframe.......]

Wha -- ?!

Who -- Who are you? What are you doing?!

[She looks aghast at this... creature dancing in front of her store.]

[not here]

[payingfordeliverance]

[Break sure got his eyesight back right on time, huh.]

video; un: rosestorm

[thunderingcourage]

Oh you got it up and running? Congratulations! I'll have to come by and try it out.

[Makoto smiled and was pretty happy to see that the other had gotten her shop up and running.]

What are your hours?

[notimeforfailure]

Thank you! I meant to open much earlier, but I was, ah... preoccupied with other matters.

[Hence the injuries.]

I appreciated your advice.

We're open from 8:30 to 5. Though after that, I do continue to take orders at my home if necessary.

video; un: Albus Dumbledore

[chambermusicandtenpins]

A hearty congratulations to you! I wish you great success in your new endeavor.

[notimeforfailure]

Well, thank you very much.

[Lysithea acknowledges this encouragement with a smile.]

I can only hope that my goods can bring some cheer to this town. Goodness knows we need it after November.

[Action, Patisserie]

[imaglyphwitch]

[Boy if there was someone who needed to occupy her time, it was Luz! Similarly, if there was someone who needed Weeper Wafers it was ALSO Luz, who, during work, took one a day and made it a thing to meditate when she had those irritation moments.

Due to the nature of the month, that was definitely happening more than she liked. But she has some off time, and guess what? She's brought some tea and even had some cookies she baked beforehand].

Heya boss! Up for some conversation?

[Oh, and you might notice that Luz's back seems to be bandaged a bit. Nothing to worry about, right]?

[notimeforfailure]

[so many weepers
luz is allowed as many weepers as she wants

Lysithea is somewhat extra-protective of Luz when she does show up, either for work or other business, offering her extra tea and cakes and speaking in a generally soothing manner.

It was far too much for any young girl to have borne.

Lysithea is taking a tray of cream-filled buns out of the oven when Luz arrives, and she sets them carefully on a cooling rack.]

Of course -- anytime. Something on your mind, Luz?

[She does not yet notice the bandages given that Luz is currently facing her.]

Video: UN - Runeseeker

[onerthes]

[Vira-Lorr looked like she was fussing with several books in her office. She was distracted, fidgety, but she still managed a smile when she turned back to the camera.]

Oh, that's wonderful. I'm glad you got it all open... and the offer is perhaps a little helpful. I suspect some are still struggling with what they saw there.

It's probably bad that I'm not.

[notimeforfailure]

No?

[Lysithea tries not to look too surprised at this spontaneously offered information.]

Should I hope that means you were not witness to the most horrifying sights, or...?

video; un: willthewise

[deadboywalking]

...is your arm okay?

[William, maybe learn to...beat around the bush a little??]

[notimeforfailure]

Er.

[...Lysithea was expecting some conversation about the bakery, perhaps.]

Well, it will be. It clearly isn't right now. No need to fret. It's nothing that won't heal with a bit more time and Blood Ministering.

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[vibing]

Looking good, boss.

[ Yuri leans against the door back to the kitchen, an apron covered in flour over his clothes.

He came back to work maybe a week or so after escaping the farm, looking pretty worse for wear. His corruption symptoms are progressing, his fingers clawed, his hair a limp mess in a bun on top of his head, but he doesn't mention it at all. He's also been working more because what is sleep? Baking is more fun than sleep, and he can't really sit still this month.

He also has a distaste for the wafers. Maybe it's the taste, maybe it's the implication that something's wrong with him, but he hasn't eaten them very much. ]

Hey, I think I cracked the gels. Wanna try?

[notimeforfailure]

Mm.

[Lysithea had been plucked from the tower first - against her will, perhaps, and wholly without foresight of what was to come. Her concern for Yuri had manifested itself in a large number of assorted objects coated in powdered sugar showing up at his doorstep when she had confirmed his return.

Now, though, she gazes at him critically.]

Not until you eat one of those wafers, I'm not.

[has he looked in a mirror lately]

Actually, forget the wafers. I have unprocessed mushrooms. Hold still while I force one down your throat.

video; un: wulala

[royalfling]

Lysithea! Congratulations! I'm so, so proud of you. You know, we do need more sweets here.

[ He drops his voice a little, conspiratorially, as if that helps at all since he's on the network ]

I could use some of those wafers. Mind if I come grab a bunch of them?

[notimeforfailure]

Thanks, Wu.

[The fact that she can manage to respond without blushing or some sort of statement diminishing her own efforts is perhaps a sign of progress. Lysithea just shakes her head instead.]

I'm just relieved that we've finally got it up and running. I'm not saying things will be smooth sailing from this point, but at least the bulk of the structural work is done.

And of course.

For the Raccoon Room or for you?

action

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael has some purchases to make and some business to discuss, which is why he decides to just drop by instead of responding to her post. It's not all that far away!

When he enters, though, he first question is:]

Hey, what happened to your arm?

[notimeforfailure]

[OK well when a small child asks her that without a greeting, it's fine, but an adult demon surely ought to have a little more tact. Lysithea's cheeks puff out a little bit.]

Hello to you, too.

And the hell tower happened, of course. As it did to half the town. Everyone's wandering around with cuts and bruises and looking faintly traumatized.

Action

[survivalthroughhate]

[Look who wandered into the shop. One Sith Lord who was currently decked out in a very chic-looking fur coat that he'd acquired in November, a souvenir of uncharacteristically performing a good deed for someone. Look, it's cold out, and he needs something to keep himself warm. He gets right to the point, speaking in that whisper-soft tone that Maul usually has.]

What would you suggest for someone who just enjoys eating a large amount of food? I think she likes everything but carrots.

[notimeforfailure]

[Not somebody she was anticipating to walk through the doors. Lysithea blinks, closes the journal, and tucks it in under the counter. She resists the temptation to suggest that Maul immediately consume the entire basket of Weeping Wafer samples.

Although he did seem significantly more stable here in Trench than he ever had in Deerington.]

Well, if she likes everything, there's probably no wrong answer.

You can do the sampler package. Pick up one of those boxes over there and fill it with any twelve assorted goods that you'd like.

Who is it for?

[She asks, assuming at this point that she knows the majority of the Sleepers here even if only by word of mouth.]

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[entreats]

[ Is Ange's job around the bakery mostly just to taste things and look pretty? Yes.

But as she's rapidly realising that Lysithea's sling situation isn't better yet, Ange does show up at the bakery during some of the earlier days of December to help out a little more than she usually would. Though she's smart enough to stay away from actually making any food, instead helping out with helping customers. She's looking.. mostly recovered, though perhaps at times still a bit slower or more absent than she'd usually be. But at least she's not dropping anything when handing baked goods over to customers, so that's something, right.

Look, even if she's a little tired, she's not going to let Lysithea go without that little bit of extra help when she can clearly use it. ]

You sure picked some time to open this place. [ Ange speaks up to the other when things are thankfully a little more quiet for a few minutes. ] .. Then again, given the nature of this place, I guess any time might be 'some time' here.

[ You know, 'some time', as in a time when Wild Things Have Happened. ]

[notimeforfailure]

That's essentially what I figured.

[Lysithea remarks conversationally as she approaches the counter with a freshly baked tray of scones. No one really likes scones all that much, she has found, but it seems to be expected that a bakery would make scones.]

If I wait until there's nothing going on, I'm sure it would never have opened. Besides... my original plan was November 15th.

[That obviously didn't work out.]

...Speaking of unfortunate times, though - how are the injuries? Are they healing up alright?

[Ange seems to be doing very well in comparison to late November. Lysithea feels a vague sort of pride about this - perhaps her healing is acceptably adequate, after all.]