05 | We'd Like to Know a Little Bit About You for Our Files

[sinistral]

WHO: the Soldier (sinistral) and whoever wants to put up with him tbh
WHERE: network and out and about
WHAT: attempts at contacting the Agrii
WHEN: some appropriate amount of time after this
WARNINGS: n/a, will update if that changes
( We'd like to help you learn to help yourself )

[Howl Mingle] Wolves Outside and They Wear Sheeps' Clothing

[holtfinder]

WHO: Everyone's invited!
WHERE: The grassy area north of the memorial at Green 19
WHAT: A Howl!
WHEN: Under the light of the full moon
WARNINGS: Please put them in TLs if they apply to your story
( Who’d have thought she’s a howling moon? )

July Open Log

[thesepreciousthings]

✰Obstacle Course✰
Over at the Civics Center, in one of the larger empty spaces, Clarice has set up an obstacle course with Lauri-Ell's help. It is an exact replica of the one used in Quantico, VA to train FBI agents, and as such, she knows it like the back of her hand. In the mornings, she can usually be found either running laps around the Civic Center, tackling the course full-bore, or simply using one of its many bars to do pull-ups. In quieter moments, she could be checking the equipment for safety, tightening an errant bolt or bracket. If she sees anyone taking interest in the course, she'll be more than eager to spot them or give them an introduction.

✰Network✰
[afternoons send Starling inside to the shade of the Diner, where she puts together a few buffet style lunch dishes for anyone dropping in. as it's all baking, she kicks back in a booth, sets down her notepad in preparation, and sends off a missive:]

Hey everyone, it's Clarice. I'm starting to get to know the food options here pretty well, to the point where I'm thinking of testing my skills. Tell me some of your favorite foods from home. Let's see how close I can get with what I have to work with. Also, Cobb, I want the recipe for whatever the hell that hash was you made at breakfast the other day. Goddamn!

✰Foraging - Southeast Outskirts✰
Early evening, a few hours before dusk, is her preferred foraging time. There's still enough light to see by, but the summer heat has slackened off enough to be comfortable. Starling ties her hair up in a ponytail and dresses in the lightest long-legged pants she found on Coruscant, wrapping bands of cloth around her ankles to ensure no creepy-crawlies get up inside her clothes. A pair of sturdy shears gets tucked in a beltloop of her pants, and she puts on her holster and gun in case of any wild animals - though she hopes not to need it. A ball of twine gets tucked into her pocket, and she stuffs a few plastic bags and rugged containers into her backpack for any berries or fruits. Finally, she pulls on a pair of gardening gloves borrowed from the Greenhouse. Once she's kitted out properly, she sets out for the edges of the ruins, where plant life runs a bit more wild. Chicken daisies, Cumatos, and basically anything she finds get snipped, plucked, or pulled, tucked away carefully in the bag.

Feel free to come across her as she's foraging, or afterwards, outside the Tower, where she's laying some of her finds out on a blanket to dry in the next day's sun.

✰Wildcard✰
Rather grab a drink at the Deep End and swap some stories? Go for a patrol jog? Come visit her in her room at the Towers to get a little advice? Anything goes!

Network

[puddledancer]

Okay so there's some sort of twist on the Tooth Fairy here I can totally get around: I woke up this morning and my space helmet was under my pillow.

Anyone else wake up with home swag?