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[DECEMBER INTRO LOG | WORLD TWO]

Who: All coven members, especially new folk!
Where: In and around the new world’s apartment building where the coven is staying, as well as the rest of Shehui
When: Day 160
Open/Closed: Open to All

How did you get into this building? This apartment room? What the fuck is going on? Let's refer back to this page for a semi in-depth, wow so detailed, explanation of your current situation.

Are you up to speed? Great.

Now, here's the question of the hour: what are you going to do about it?

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New coven members showing up today are in luck. This week, Shehui is celebrating a Keep the Community Clean event. It's rare that they force jobs on people, but there has been an influx of new citizens and the population growth is leading to more trash. Fulfill your assignment and you'll be rewarded 1,000 credits. Don't? Be fined 500.

Everyone has been sent a job to their ID, be it collecting trash, cleaning their apartment building or holding up signs/handing out literature about recycling. Sweeping, bagging...it's dirty work, but someone has to do it.

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Speaking of snow! Most businesses and buildings in Shehui have paid to have snow falling every other hour, which coats the city areas in a fine, powdery dust of snowflakes. You may be familiar with snow, or maybe you've never seen it in your entire life! It's unavoidable either way, so you're going to have to deal with it.

snow paintball

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B - flowers in the snow

[for a dragon who likes to acquire stuff, Shehui has been moderately pleasant. Geir's not good at steady jobs, but he's good at volunteer efforts and he's good at following Vern to his job at a garden, and he's taken a great deal of pleasure in watching his credits pile up. he hasn't really used them for anything -- till now.

however, when the garden started their fundraising pitch, they decided to sell the flowers Geir had been helping grow. when Geir thought about a certain purple-haired grower of flowers in the coven calling her own flowers her babies, he couldn't quite bear to let them go to strangers. what were all these credits for if he couldn't buy things he liked?

all of that is the reason why Geir is parked in front of the coven's apartment building, admiring the hardy, colorful little winter pansies in pots spilling out from under his sheltering wings. if he knows anyone he sees heading into the apartment building (and maybe even if he doesn't), he lifts his head and calls out in a soft voice to get their attention.]

Do you like flowers...?

E - season's sales pitch

[Geir dutifully finishes his civic duty picking up trash bags, a job he's already taken once or twice in his time in the city so far. he's strong enough that it's easy for him to finish up quickly, which gives him a perfect opportunity to wander around and look at the impromptu market forming around the cleanup efforts. an enterprising foodseller in his truck, hoping to steal business from Mooncents, recognizes the opportunity and takes his entrepreneurial shot. he offers Geir a few more credits and a bowl of free cider for an easy job. just for the next couple of hours, promise! you don't mind a few holiday lights, do you?

Geir certainly doesn't. as a result, there's a food truck setup parked outside of Mooncents, advertising hot, mulled spiced cider (both hard and soft), fresh baked pretzels and doughnuts, and spiced nuts. it all seems very ordinary, except for the dragon curled up next to it festooned in "SALE!" signs and lights. he's absolutely glowing with the spirit of the season. as an advertising tool, he certainly stands out.]

Hey, hey, hey! Want some cider to go with that doughnut? Want a doughnut to go with your cider? Get them here!

[Geir's eyes are sparkling almost as much as the lights -- this is hilarious, he loves the lights, and he's overall thoroughly enjoying himself.]

G/H - it's beginning to look a lot like oh god what is that

[whether the residents of the city are rolling in the snow to make snow angels, or trying to accomplish an advanced tactical snowball maneuver, the very large and solid snowbank in the middle of the field where they're frolicking will surely appeal. a determined reveler could climb on top of it, use it as the starting point in a really awesome fort, or even tunnel underneath! what could be better?

...or at least, that's what one might say if it was actually a huge snowbank. since in reality it's Geir, who was taking a nap while the officials of Shehui laid down this latest layer of wintery white on top of him... one might get more than one bargained for if one started playing King Of The Hill.]

I - wildcard

[PM me for a custom prompt or hit me up with your own! Geir probably won't be found indoors, but anything else is fair game.]

[This isn't the first time Roxas has crossed paths with a dragon, his tenure in Monad ensured that, but the last one was markedly more sassy from the onset. The question prompts him to halt in his tracks, a small figure clad in solid black standing out like a sore thumb amid all that snow.

He's silent at first, weighing what truly is a deep intellectual question for the ages]

...I've never thought about it.

[Roxas says at last, approaching the dragon without hesitation. He seems friendly enough, after all]

But it looks like you do.

Oh, definitely! I like them a lot.

[Geir looks down at the small, black-clad human figure in interest. it's strange to see someone contrast just as starkly with the surroundings as he does himself, with his dark scales. most of the coven wears at least a little color. or shows any skin at all.]

They're quiet, but they look interesting, and they work hard. Look at these ones growing even though it's cold! They can even get snow on them and be fine, you know. I didn't know flowers could do that.

[pansies: bought for ripoff fundraiser prices. learning a week's worth of flower facts: priceless.]

Edited 2017-12-08 03:49 (UTC)

I didn't know that either.

[But it certainly inspires greater interest, and Roxas crouches to get a better look at the flowers in question. He doesn't know very much about things like this at all, but the thought that such delicate little things aren't killed off by the snow is quite surprising.

Here he'd thought that in winter time, flowers withered away]

Do you keep them with you all the time?

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