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deernet2021-12-01 09:17 pm
notimeforfailure) wrote in deernet2021-12-01 09:17 pm
video, un:charon
[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.]
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.]
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But this sweet, sweet bun is also very important, and Ange can clearly juggle both at the same time. It feels a little easier to talk about this when Lysithea seems to be on a similar level of energy and spirit about it as herself, now Ange has come down slightly from the determination and Lysithea seems to have gone up a little. ]
Somewhere between understanding our blood and understanding the Pthumerians better lies the solution to all of this. [ Not that she can be sure, but it's just like Lysithea.. she's got a strong gut feeling. ] Maybe things are still so unfavourable for us since we came here without any appropriate knowledge of this place. That means we're already one step behind everything that's constantly being thrown at us.
[ Which sure doesn't help. ]
If we have both more knowledge and more experience, we should realise more quickly how to tackle new things, or uncover patterns we can anticipate.
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[Lysithea agrees, conscious that their best-spun plans and efforts had only gotten them so far in Deerington. In the end, the town had simply unraveled itself the way it was always meant to, with or without their involvement.]
It's a start. And we'll build from there. Either way, if we're going to continue to foster a life in this town, we must understand the blood business, either way.
I'm going to go bother Never Mind again, too. He likes company - and if he's going to be a know-it-all, he might as well be helpful about it. You haven't met any other Pthumerians, have you?
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I'm allergic to those types.
[ Though there's some truth in that statement, because if there's anything Ange can't stand, it's people who happen to have a lot of power, and then use said power just to harass people who don't deserve it..
She sighs, before taking another bite off the sweet bun. She chews thoughtfully before swallowing. ]
That awful stuff last month was also done in the name of one of them, right? I definitely don't want to talk to that one.
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Isn't there some sort of Earth superstition that says towers are bad luck?
[Lysithea is referring to tarot cards.]
I vote we avoid that one for the rest of our mortal lives here. ...I further vote that we adjourn from the tactics planning portion of our visit today and move on to the tea and biscuits portion.
...You are segueing already, of course.
[Using a pair of tongs to pick up some more cookies, Lysithea begins to set them on a tray.]
But before we do so --
Thank you, Ange.
For being... honest.
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It's surprise, really, though she's trying to mask it as a huff of breath. ]
I don't see what's so special about this that it requires any thanks. [ T-Tsun!! Please, Ange will accept gratitude when she dies, maybe. ] I'm pretty sure most people wouldn't hesitate to tell you their opinion on this place.
.. or was it my secret plan to overthrow our current Pthumerian overlords that you're thanking me for?
[ That's a joke.
Or she's trying to spin it into one, anyway. Ange is still not opposed to this idea, honestly!! ]
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Naturally.
Operation Pthump All Pthumerians stay within the confines of this wall. Our plan must not leak elsewhere.
[And with that, Lysithea sets the tray before Ange and turns to cumbersomely boil some water on the stove for tea.]
((I think we can leave this one here if that works for you!))