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[hecu_marine]

There's been a lot of stuff going on at the Greenbrier and in the Rowlesburg vicinity, and Shephard's been shuttling back and forth between the places as best he can. It's coming up on spring, after all, and while last frost isn't until May, there were plenty of crops in both the American seed banks and some of the others that PIaDOS was able to reach that were suited for planting during the colder times. Not really his area of expertise, but since a lot of the crops and cuttings and so on were stored aboard the ship and the crazy-as-a-bag-of-bats AI calmed down visibly when it had him around to talk to... well, you do what you're ordered to do for the good of the American people, and all the other people you've managed to pick up along the way.

He's hoping, kind of a lot, that there'll be time and permission for a recruiting drive soon. He's got that more or less planned out already, though, so for now he's taking a little bit of time off to head to Milliways to work on the most wonderful thing he's ever seen come out of the Bar's lost and found: the rusty, leaky, beat-to-hell-and-back rattletrap of a Buell that he and Raphael and D0G pulled out of that box.

Anybody needs him, he and the bike and a wide selection of tools will be out back. Yeah, the garage is probably cleaner and better lit, but he's got what he needs and he'd rather be outside.

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[wheatencrown]

Its the Spring Equinox and Kore has returned to her. When Demeter was in the garden looking for what was in bloom, she found herself in Milliways. Here its still cold, but the land is beginning to wake up, as she walks, crocuses and snowdrops find their way through the hard ground.

The sun peers through the clouds as she walks, reacquainting herself with the plants and seeing who is in need of some strengthening before blooming.

In time, she will come inside and get a glass of white wine to drink as she warms her feet by the fire. Kore is home and life is renewed.

(OOC: Its the first day of Spring, find Demeter inside or outside.)

Out of Milliways: Date Night

[interrogoiterum]

[OOM: I'll take off my disguise,
The mask you met me in,
'Cause I've got something for you to see.

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[herr_bookman]

A music student sways at the piano today, waxing poetic. He coaxes written notes with his sensitive fingertips, delighting in the preciseness of the measure. Eight notes makes up an octave, he knows, one of the many perfect intervals.

Autor's tired, and the piece is slow and sad. But, strangely enough, he seems to be in a fairly good mood, if one knows how to look.

Botherable.


[OOC: All threads Millitimed to before Lohengrin's.]

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[souffle_girlek]

Oswin was just going to make a cake.

('Just' being a smidge hopeful and a bit of an understatement - it took three tries and a break for lunch.)

But then she decided that she ought to frost the thing. That's the done thing, with cakes.

And then she discovered royal icing.

And she discovered that it hardens.

And that you can build on it.

...

Which is why she's now standing on the table next to her cake, adding to the intricate icing tower in a very careful and thought-out pattern to make a ridiculously tall icing tower. It's a bit like Jenga, just with sugar.

Just... ignore the powdered sugar in her hair. There was a blender incident. She'll give the poor machine a hero's burial later.