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[wheatencrown]

Europe is hurting and Demeter can only provide small relief in fresh bread, good health and the healing of tired fields.

She can't make the money be worth what it should be or create jobs for those who need them.

When she walks through the front door, snow is swirling around her and she pulls her cloak tight as she goes to sit by the fire with her feet pulled under her.

Some days it's hard to recall that Spring will come again. Here the asks are fewer and there are those who understand for which she is grateful as she orders a hot wine.

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[golden_lyre]

[ooc: I'm heading to bed soon, but I wanted to jump in first. :)]

Orpheus is feeling a bit bogged down by winter as well. He comes up to the bar next to her and orders a coffee for himself.

"My lady," he greets her.

[wheatencrown]

(OOC: I won't be on too long tonight as work calls in the morning but yay for Orpheus.)

"Orpheus, how are you?"

She moves over to lean against him, today she is feeling old.

[golden_lyre]

He's about to say he's fine, then remembers who he's talking to and says, instead, "Lonely and tired, but doing better than I was when last I saw you."

He curls an arm around her for support.

[wheatencrown]

"Then we'll be lonely together,"

He gets a side hug and a kiss on the cheek and she's glad he's doing better.

[golden_lyre]

"I'm honored by your company," he says with a faint smile, raising his mug to her.

[wheatencrown]

"You're family," And tonight family gives her hope that things will improve.

[golden_lyre]

"I am, but that is not always enough," Orpheus points out. It comforts him to know she thinks of him that way, though.

[wheatencrown]

"No, but it is tonight. Have you seen the mess people have made of their world? So many feeling useless and on the edge of hunger as numbers spin around."

[golden_lyre]

"It isn't the first time they've brought themselves to such a point," Orpheus points out, though he does squeeze her a bit.

[ostro_goth]

Teja appears beside her soon, bringing her a large clay cup of warm mulled cider.

And he will put his arm around his friend, the moment she takes that cup from his hands.

[wheatencrown]

She takes the cup and leans into his arms, "Hello Teja."

[ostro_goth]

"Greetings, my friend!" Teja says, leaning his cheek against her hair and gently closing his arms around her.

She seems weary, so Teja will give her what support he may.

[wheatencrown]

"How have you been?"

The land she loves is hurting and she feels it, but he gives her hope as does Milliways and all it's life.

[ostro_goth]

"I have been well," Teja says. "Urquhart has been needling those I care about, but other than that, my afterlife has been pleasant."

Pause.

"Carlotta has been bothered, in her world, by that girl who tried to injure her when they were still in school; but she is capable of dealing with that by herself quite well."

[wheatencrown]

"Oh dear, he must be bored, that's never good. Do you wish me to warn him away?"

As she knows what will bother him, his feelings though Demeter thinks he's a fool to fear them.

[ostro_goth]

"Would you turn him into a tree, as you did with Ramon Salazar?" Teja says, smiling.

[wheatencrown]

"No, do you remember what I cursed him with before when he bothered you?"

[hey35andholding]

[OOC: So painfully late, but Clem does need a bit of a mother figure, no?]

Clementine's actually contemplating a large, lovely ring that she's been give. Between that and the pearls and the bracelet Sam gave her, she looks like she's robbed the mint, yet she looks surprisingly contemplative when she notices Demeter. Then she rips a large chunk from the heavy wheaten bread she'd been slicing up and places it upon a plate, sliding it over.

"Here," she says, passing over a solid crust of bread, "I owe you this from the spring." A good deed for Jones.

[wheatencrown]

Demeter looks up and smiles, "Hello, Clementine, you look happy."

[hey35andholding]

She looks up at the sound of Dem's voice, and smiles on recognizing her. "Girls with jewelry should be, right?"

[wheatencrown]

"It's best when they are. Do you like them?"

As jewelery is wonderful but Demeter knows not everyone is happy with things.

[hey35andholding]

She nods. "But I'm wondering what I'd have to do if I had to choose between them." Clementine studies the jug of apple scumble Moist brought her and abandons her beer in favor of uncorking it. "Y'know, I've always wanted to have someone fight for me. I didn't think I'd end up dealing with a possible World War III."

[wheatencrown]

"Do you have to choose between them? Fights are never that satisfying."

[hey35andholding]

"Not yet. But it's coming. One of them's pretty traditional - and one of them's a devil."

[wheatencrown]

"Oh dear, that doesn't sound like it will end well."