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[puddledancer]

[Quill's lounging in the curve of a ruin, his feet up on a protruding piece of rock, a drink in one hand as he holds his comm device with the other]

Hey, listen, I know you're all really busy with your Geraldo versus Donahue thing, and that Southern lady's doing her best to be Sally Jesse without the shoulder pads? But I'm gettin' real tired of the daytime talk show, and there's nothing else on here except maybe knockoff Cheers. And your robot Sam doesn't even have a Diane, so it's pretty awful.

I touched that glowy thing in the middle of town and it put some weeeeeeird-ass junk in my head, which, hey, not the first time I touched a magic rock and it did stuff? But I'd love a little more to go on than that.

When you're not busy.

Along came a Spider

[ms_unknown]

WHO: Natasha Romanoff AND YOU
WHERE: Around
WHAT: A new He Row
WHEN: Now?
WARNINGS: None yet.

Arrival

This new He Row doesn't just wake up next to a data point.

She falls.

She hits the ground hard, rolling a couple of times until she hits the edge of the fountain. "Ow..." She murmurs, reaching up to grab hold of whatever she'd hit to help her get upright. This doesn't feel right. She gets to her knees and looks around, frowning. Not what she expected this to look like. What the hell is happening? Getting to her feet, her hand touches the data point and all the new information is downloaded straight into her head.

So it's a new mission, then. She sighs, brushing her hands off and looking around. Anyone nearby will get a nod. "Hey."

First Breath

If she's going to get the lay of the land, she might as well start with whatever ship she's been assigned to. She pokes around until she finds the one that opens to her. Stepping curiously inside, she looks around. Huh. She wastes no time poking around, looking in every room and getting a feel for the vehicle. If she runs into anyone she'll shoot them a smirk. "Nice place you've got here. Cozy."

Exploring!

Never one to sit idle, Natasha spends a great deal of time exploring the ruins of the city. Today she's found herself in something that looks like it used to be a store. Three walls and some of the ceiling are still standing, though it's pretty much an open air market at this point.

She shoves her two-tone hair back over one shoulder as she crouched down to pick something up. Frowning, she tries to wipe the dust and dirt off of it to read the label. It's nothing she recognizes. Curious, she turns it over in her hands, trying to figure out what it is. As focused as she is, she'll still notice if anyone approaches, whirling around and reaching for a gun that isn't there.

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Any other thoughts? Hit me up! She'll be all over the place, trying to get her bearings. She'll probably drop into the Deep End for a drink at some point, too.

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[stitch_witch]

A good day to you all.

My name is Lark. I have not has the chance nor the pleasure of making the acquaintance of many of you here. I arrived shortly before the spell took hold, and as such have been woefully remiss in making introductions. What is more, I do not know who I may have met in that spell is truly here.

Therefore I have chosen to make myself visible on this 'communication device' in an attempt to meet, or perhaps reacquaint myself with, those who reside here.

[The woman pauses, contemplating for a moment, clearly getting her thoughts in order.]

I would also like to know if there are those present who work with thread-crafts. Sewing, weaving, spinning, knitting, making clothes. In my presence here it is my hope that I can use my skills and experience to make more thread, yarn, and cloth from the glownies, and perhaps anything similar to cotton or flax if we are to find those. However it is a lot of work for a single person to do, and I wished to see if there are others who might have the skills to assist me, or who might wish to learn them.

And, might I say from experience, if nothing else I would be happy to teach everyone how to spin thread. It is truly quite relaxing once you have the practice at it. But also because I think it would be valuable for me to have a small spool of thread made by every person willing to do so, that might be used for locating spells if people were to wander off into the wilds and go missing. Or, failing that, to have people carry around a spool of finished thread for a few days to charge with your native energy for the same purpose.

Where's the Elf Help Section?

[holtfinder]

WHO: Moonshine and you!
WHERE: The Bishop, Town Center, near the flood plain
WHAT: Getting her bearings, making friends and influencing people, getting into trouble
WHEN: After the superhero event, as she arrived in the aftermath
WARNINGS: None, will edit if that changes

[Closed to the Crew of the Bishop] Queen Takes Bishop
Upon being informed that she's been assigned to the Bishop, the ship becomes one of Moonshine's first places to explore. The larger rooms make her height look even more ridiculous against the proportions of the ship, but she still makes a point of poking her head into as many of the rooms as possible. At one point, she even picks one of the exposed cords in the wall, following its length to see where it leads. It's as useful as anything, as any signs indicating what's where on the ship are useless to her.

One particular place to find her poking around is the Galley, where the refrigerator and freezer seem to confuse her more than anything else she's seen. "What's the use of a big box of cold?"

[OTA] Nyoom!
It's a bright day in the city center, when suddenly a grey wolf with a small purple-clad woman riding on his back bolt across from somewhere near the livestock nursery, around the fountain toward the Whale Come Sent Her. Someone's excited to stretch his legs, it seems, though he alternates between zoomies and stopping to sniff around things. It is entirely possible that those who aren't paying attention to their surroundings may be half bowled-over by an overeager wolf and his apologetic rider.

[OTA] The Wild Hunt
Eventually, Steadypaw catches the scent of a nest of piglet-squirrels toward the south end of the Town Center, tracking their scent down toward the flood plain. Those within earshot may hear a loud "AYOOOOOOAH!" from Moonshade as the pair harry their prey. If anyone's interested in a delicious breakfast of fresh piglet-squirrel meat, feel free to join the pair as they hunt. After all, Moonshade's without the knife or bow and arrows she'd normally be packing for such a hunt. She has, however, fashioned herself a slingshot and gathered some rocks, but more firepower would obviously be appreciated.

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