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[ she's brought angela to a cafe not overly far from the office they'd discussed things at and, once some kind of black tea and a little tower of cakes sits between them, don'll settle in to talk. ]

They did not say overly much of thy Library in particular. I can put together a picture with what I know from thee as well as what they said, though -- they had been sucked into thy Library, fought in receptions, and by thy Librarian's hands were defeated -- or so I assume, from thy words prior. Madam Olga thought herself dead, yet not a moment later she found herself upon the mudflats of the Great Lake with not an ally in sight.

[ sips tea ]

Rain found her fighting trash crabs and selling the scrap off its back, and Mika came soon after! 'Twas only natural, then, they should run a Workshop together not unlike the Office they had come from hence. That is all that was explained to us, though Sir Vergilius seems aware that those who were once taken are now finding themselves very much alive in the City once more.

[ He's assuming that Angela has seen the newsletter, as well as the announcement on the network made by Tsuruno and Robby, and since those Room 312 files contain something disturbing, it bears addressing. ]

Have you visited the University's Department of Social Sciences, Angela?

have you heard from roland?

[ angela doesn't like the gardens. or the tea party, for that matter. but it is still a new place to go, and there's an all-together familiar voice rising from what could debatably be the worse of the two sides of the garden's greenhouse-- ]

I shan't repeat myself again! Thou'rt wrong, a peaceful world such as this is exactly what I--

[ would ruin in an instant, laughs the flowers, if only to play hero once more

don breathes in, gripping some of the flowers by their stems.

what's stopping thee? they ask. those "friends" who may disagree? thou hath softened, don quixote. thy claws and fangs dulled.

there's a whine from inside, frustrated as she can't just tear them from their pots and off the walls, whatever the punishment for it after. she's just thankful no one else is here to hear it. ]

( kicks down angela's door but like the metaphorical one because fearne knows better (source needed) and would love not to get punched by gebura actually, )

where are we meeting up again
lotsa markets for pie stuff but i think the biggest one i found was in district 2?

Edited (i don't know what day it is. ) 2023-11-05 21:11 (UTC)

i know the reviews were for other reasons but i've been thinking about what you said

about my interests working out better somewhere else

i'm gonna go work with kaveh at his studio

Good evening, madame. My name is Lestat, and I'm on something of a mission for a friend of mine. You may have heard of the upcoming Gala being organized by Ghost; she has no date for the occasion, and I can only assume this is because no-one has realized she hasn't been asked yet. She would like company, of course, and very much deserves, if only for all her hard work alone. A friend of yours has suggested that you could be the perfect partner, so I am here to facilitate.

Merry Christmas and a happy Noel to you! I'm here to announce who you'll be a secret Santa to... Your giftee is: Altria Caster!

Congratulations! Here's a few notes to help you pick or make the perfect present for them.

LIKES: Chocolate. Everything!
DISLIKES: Nothing
HOBBIES: Learning magecraft! Trying new foods! Shopping! Looking at cute clothes and things! Lately, naming the stars!

Remember we'll be having a Christmas party on the 25th, so if you want to give it to them then or just drop it off by the tree for them to find, well, you can do just that! We'll have a lot of traditional Christmas foods, plus smores, and I'm sure it'll be a wonderful little time for us to gather, sing carols, and be merry this cold winter season!

If you've got any questions, comments, concerns, or desires for clarifications... You got one chance to ask them, because I've got a bunch of people to contact and I don't have a bunch of time to entertain conversation! :)

( this wooden box can be found on her desk in her office! it is wrapped and tied off with an unnecessarily huge ribbon, of course, because why wouldn't it be. there are also a lot of smaller ones, just for fun. does this make it harder to unwrap? yeah maybe a little. but now she has all these ribbons!

whenever it is she finally gets through all of that, the box will open to a deep-set frame. a shadow box nestled carefully within parchment paper (and even more ribbons).

blue clematis blooms and fennel, dried and preserved, and a small sleeping cat curled up at the bottom, just barely shrouded by the greenery. the cat itself isn't anything particularly impressive, roughly carved from wood and and painted a striped orange. but it's there! dozing away with a fluffy tail covering its face.

then, carved into the edge of the frame, a short note. )

but to choose kindness after everything is what makes you beautiful.

( ........ but also if she lifts that frame, there's a small mug at the bottom. 🪿 )

[ In addition to Yesod's next batch of typed copies of items from The Bookstore's collection, Angela receives a flat dark blue box. Inside, she will find a framed photo of a candid scene when all past and current members of The Bookstore's staff with ties to the Library happened to be assembled in one location — the angle may be slightly odd to capture everyone, including Angela herself. ]

Greetings, Angela. Months ago, you mentioned today's date to Roland.

[ During the bowling alley meeting, he recalls, when the topic of Angela's well-wishes on Netzach's birthday became the focus of the discussion. ]

Do you have plans?

[ Or rather, is this a day that Angela wants to acknowledge? ]

9/14 post meeting

@yesod, early october

no subject

wiggles hands, oct