milliways_bar | Svava meets Matthew, and writes back and forth to Snow

She may be looking for wolves, but she gets a raven instead.
Dream's Raven, to be precise.

Matthew wings into the bar and lands on the bar, hopping lightly to slow himself and admire the view out the window.

The raven catches her attention- Svava's not seen any here inside the bar, or even outside. She studies him for a moment, then steps nearer, hands clasped behind her back, unthreatening.

Strangely, the Raven seems to be mimicing her posture, tucking his wings back in very much the same way her hands are clasped: The black avian struts forward slightly, immitating the steps closer.

At that, Svava stops, laughing quietly.

"At least you do seem friendly."

"Eh, I'd be hard pressed to find folks here I don't like." The Raven ruffles his feathers in a bird equivalent of a shrug, shaking his head and then offering her a few laughing clacks of his beak. "It's a friendly place, y'know?"

"Heya. I'm Matthew. Who're you?"

Friendly, and he talks- but Svava refrains from stating the obvious. With a smile, she curtsies.

"I'm Svava, from Asgard. Nice to meet you, Matthew."

"Asgard? Huh. I've met a lot o' you folk, lately. Talked with Hunin and Munin over some dinner, once. Good guys."

Svava blinks.

"You have? In Asgard? When did you?"

"Nah, nah, I'm sayin' it wrong." Matthew repeatedly ducks his head, apologetic. "I've never been t' Asgard. They made a stop in the Dreaming, once -- I'm a dream, y'see."

"Oh." She blinks, and nods slowly. "The Realm of Dream. You're one of His, then?"

"When They did, I wouldn't know when. They don't quite clear Their appointments with someone like me." A bit wryly.

*an owl flies through the painting portal, spots Svava, and perches on the back of the chair next to her. There is a message attached to its leg*

Today is a day for birds inside the bar, it seems. Svava blinks at the owl, and does manage to see something attached to its leg. She steps closer, watching its reaction.

*the owl nods to her and holds out the leg for her to take the message*

Still moving carefully, Svava takes the message off the owl's leg, and opens it up.

*it's a note from Snow

Dear Svava,

Millie's finally gotten a bit better, and they've both managed to get to sleep, so I thought I'd write you. I'm going half crazy without anyone else to talk to, but I don't have many options right now. What's been going on in the bar? How is everyone? I'm hoping Millie's cold will clear up soon, so we can figure out a new date for the wedding. God, the timing on this . . . I miss Bigby. Write back soon.

-- Snow*

Svava looks at the owl.

"... if you deliver messages, would you stay here, please?"

It ruffles its feathers, and settles down on the chair. Svava turns Snow's note over, and writes.

Snow-

I do Hope that Millie is Doing Better. Please tell her that I Wish So.
There have been no New Disasters in the bar, that I know of. Which is Perhaps Good. The building is Intact and Whole.
I have met some New People, though I do not have your Skill at greeting New Arrivals. One I have met is named Prospero from Milan. He is a Wizard of some knowledge, and a Nice Man.
Do Not fret about Your Wedding. We will all Await when You and Bigby and the Children are able, and still be Much Pleased to be in your Cerimony.

-SVAVA

She rolls up the note, and carefully attaches it to the owl's leg.

"If you could please take that back to Snow?"

*the owl heads off through the painting portal and returns a few minutes later with a new message

Svava -

I'll let her know when she wakes up; I'm sure she'll appreciate it. She's doing much better now -- no damage done in the past twelve hours. No word from Bigby, and I know he'd at least pass on a message with no further fear of contamination if he'd already caught it, so that's a good sign. Wade's been patient, and fortunately seems to be immune, so I've been reading to him while Millie's asleep.

I'm sure you did perfectly well. The newcomers are disoriented enough that they hardly recall what's being said, but they usually manage to pick up the basics; cover Bar, people not to annoy, and the rules, and it should be enough to give them a solid start at Milliways.

I know there's no real need to rush, we still haven't gotten the last-minute items like dresses from Bar yet, but I still want it to be soon, just in case.

-- Snow*

Svava asks the owl to wait, and writes.

Snow-
Damage? How sick was Millie? She will be Alright, yes? The illness is not Gravely Serious?

Thank you. I do try. I remember when I First Arrived, and recall most be Feeling Similar. And I also recall that Hitting a New Arival with a Drink Tray does not help to Welcome them.

Though You have probably met some New Arrivals who would benifit from being hit, As Well.

Shall I check with Bar, for you. And Ask? She is nice, it should Not Be a Worry.

--SVAVA

*the owl flies back and forth again*

Svava --

She was sneezing, and she takes after her father. Have you heard about that part of him before? Millie should be fine. She feels icky, but it doesn't seem to be too bad.

Depends on the arrival. Next time someone who should be contained shows up, perhaps you can convince them that their room is down the staff corridor and lead them into one of the cells.

. . . and if you're referring to types like Gaston, I must agree.

I'd appreciate it. Things can happen without warning, this being Milliways. I doubt I'll fully relax until the vows have been said and there haven't been any problems.

-- Snow*

And back and forth again. Svava makes a mental note to order some just-killed mice for it, as a payment, later.

Snow-
What part about Bigby? He is a Wolf, and so is Millie. Is that what you are Refering To?

Telling someone that the Cells are Guest Rooms is a Good Idea. If we add more furniture to one, Maybe? I have not met a Gaston, This May Be Good. I will remember the Name, if I do Meet him.

She pauses, and there is a quick check with the Bar, and a picture, much like a cut out from magazine appears. In it are five female models of similar build and coloring to Snow's bridesmaids, (including one that is visably pregnant), all wearing dresses of the style that Snow picked out. This gets folded up in the letter.

The Bar gave me this Picture when I Asked. I think it is a Good Sign as to Not Worry, She will have what is Needed when you Need it.

--SVAVA

*Snow also sent along a note to be delivered to Bar. It informs Bar that the owl is to be given plenty of whatever it likes

Svava --

He's got signifigantly more lung capacity than a normal wolf -- I've seen him blow down a portion of a forest. With her first sneeze, Millie was suddenly in need of a new crib

Ask Baby. From what I can tell, she customizes cells based on who's there. She probably wouldn't need much persuasion to make it look like a guest room.

Thanks. It's reassuring to know that at least one aspect of things will go off flawlessly. You're a real help.

-- Snow*

Yes. Much love to the owl.

Snow-
~~Wow.~~ I did not know that. Blow down a Forest? Is it just a Normal Ability?

Baby has done things for me Before. She put a Window into my Cell when I was there. Which was nice. She could do that with a cell, which would be a Smart Way to get someone into it, without having to Force them. I will tell this idea to Security People. Some will not Like it, if a Person deserves to be Put Into a Cell, some of Security has fun Forcing them.

You are Much Welcomed. If there is Anything More I can do to Help, please say?

---SVAVA

*the owl has gotten some of its treats already, and looks a bit cheerful this time around

Svava --

No, that's not normal. He got it from his father, who is the North Wind. Wade takes more after that side, as far as I can tell.

She qualifies as a member of Security in her own right, if she can manage that. The meathod will be an option, though it'll depend on who's doing the arresting and the likelihood of the one being arrested to fall for it to determine if it'd be used that way.

There's not a lot to be done at this point, but the letters are quite the help

--Snow*

Snow-

North Wind? Winter Wolves? (There's a bit here quite crossed out.) How is this so?

Well, if Bar is a person, then Baby can be as well, yes? They may be Things, but that does not mean they are People.

If the Person doing the Arresting can look Innocent and Sweet and Not Likely to Trick someone, even while doing so, then it would Work Wonderous.

Yes, there is a kitty smiley face drawn here. =^..^=

That is Good, then. Is there Anything Else I Can get to maybe Send you?

---SVAVA

Svava --

We're Fables. This sort of thing . . . it's not exactly normal, but it's not outside the realm of possibility for us. It's like curses with odd terms that are carried out to the letter and

Precisely. I get the feeling they might know each other somehow, even.

We might even recruit Ingress or someone to help out with this; cute and innocent will get you better results, and she's in training to be some sort of police officer, so she'd likely appreciate the experiance.

Some cold medicine might help. I put it off because it's not a good idea to give Millie something she's not inclined to immediately swallow when there's a risk of it winding up coating the far wall.

--Snow

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