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[defyingfrigidity]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, QUEENOFICEOLATION. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 013.11.221.20 *** QUEENOFICEOLATION has joined 013.11.221.20 <QUEENOFICEOLATION> I think I've finally gotten the hang of these devices. <QUEENOFICEOLATION> So! <QUEENOFICEOLATION> There's no harm in setting up one of these, yes? <QUEENOFICEOLATION> (Thanks to those of you who helped me do so and I'm sorry if I frustrated anyone)

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[daozhangs]

( while xingchen usually wouldn't accept such an offer to go out of one's way on his behalf, he can't imagine that this will be the last set of funerary rites he undergoes, and having a reliable source of yellow incense would make it quite a bit easier to honor the dead in the future. )

If it's not too much trouble, I would appreciate that very much. I'm not certain how many patrons will come seeking it, but it helps in soothing the mind and I can already tell such a thing is hard to come by.

It's also an important part of the funerary rites from my homeland, which it unfortunately seems that I'll be delivering quite a few of in my stay.

[defyingfrigidity]

... I see.
I'm glad to hear that there are people that observe some kind of honor to the dead.
It's
the very least we can do, given our unfortunate conditions, I think.
I've taken to planting a tree or flower every time I need to feed, as my way of honoring the dead.

If there's anything else you need for such rites, please. Let me know.
I want to do what I can not just for you and all the other monsters here, but for the people we're forced to kill.

[daozhangs]

That's a lovely thought, planting new life when another has ended. I'm not certain whether our rites make any true difference here, but I plan to continue them.

The incense is plenty, and I thank you for it. Please, let me know if ever you would like me to perform rites for your own dead as well. It is said to soothe their spirits and carry them along to the next realm, however such a thing might apply in this place.

backdated to whenever elsa and cass fucked

[rediscover]

[Strictly speaking, there's definitely work Anna should be doing around the café. But currently she's ignoring that fact in favor of sending her sister a very important message, her laptop propped up behind the counter.]

Sooooooooooooo....

You finally did it, huh?

[defyingfrigidity]

[Strange. Usually when one or both of them are at work, Anna will just... start up some banter to help pass the time while they work, instead of turning to the laptops.]

Did what?

[rediscover]

IT

[defyingfrigidity]

[Anna, your sister may no longer be a virgin, but she doesn't exactly have a dirty mind!!!]

????
What's "it"????
Did I mess something up in the cafe???

[rediscover]

What no
Elsa!!!
I'm talking about you and Cass!!! Last night?????

[defyingfrigidity]

[oh no

oh NO]

i have no idea what you're talking about

[rediscover]

Has anyone told you you're a really bad liar?

How was it? Did you have fun? Do you think you'll do it again? DID SHE HURT YOU

[defyingfrigidity]

Am not!

ANNA, WHY
Do I have to answer this???? I wasn't like this with you and Kristoff!

[rediscover]

Yeah because it only took you like A BILLION YEARS
I mean, it's good that you didn't rush but geez! I could've cut the sexual tension with a butter knife!!

[defyingfrigidity]

It was only eight months!

[o n l y . . .]

We were just fine! There wasn't any tension, we were comfortable!
But it was... you know. Nice. To get to that point.

[rediscover]

Uh huh, suuuuuuure.

I'm proud of you! Ooh, I should make cupcakes!!

[defyingfrigidity]

What???
Why do you sound like you're doubting me???

And why do you want to make cupcakes?!?!
Geez, Anna. It feels more like I'm talking to Lup than my sister.

[It honestly amuses her, and she's smiling despite how hard she's blushing at this entire conversation. It's just.... also really embarrassing.]

[rediscover]

Oh no! I don't doubt you at all! But I could **feel** it in the air, Elsa, make no mistake about that!

Listen, this is huge! And exciting!! And maybe Lup rubbed off on me a little.

Woah I wonder how different it must be with a girl...UGH I wish I had my memories of being here before!!!

[defyingfrigidity]

Well. There could be worse influences out there.
At least under all those inappropriate jokes, Lup is a good person.

[And god, Elsa misses her every day.]

I don't really know how different it is??? I've only ever... erm. Read books, before now.
But it was... nice. Very nice. I can't believe I'm talking about something like this...

[rediscover]

You know if she was here she'd be going absolutely bananas, right?

I miss her so much...

ANYWAY. I'll leave you alone about it now, I promise. But I felt it was my job as your sister and your queen to congratulate you >:)

[defyingfrigidity]

Oh, she absolutely would be.
When I told her Cass and I kissed for the first time, she assumed we
um
Spent the night together. Right away!!

[Elsa's no longer a virgin now but she STILL can't up and say "we had sex". It's too embarrassing!!!]

That is an abuse of power, Anna. For shame.

... But um.
In all seriousness.
It was... nice.
It made me realize just how much I love Cass.
So much it hurts.

[rediscover]

Is it though???

But I'm very very glad, Elsa. You deserve nice things and I'm happy for the both of you.

Also, what flavor cupcakes do you want?

hello at solsikke

[justbeingknife]

[ Later: there was a large white wolf with a backpack at Solsikke's door, as well as the sound of someone with a canine snout and padded paws trying to find the door knocker. Castles had those, right? ]

Hello? Anyone in?

[defyingfrigidity]

[Between the surrounding forest and the daily comings and goings of the castle's own furry resident, the sight of a large animal loping around the front of the castle isn't one to catch Elsa's eyes. What does catch her attention, though, is the scratching at the door, which she can hear even out in the garden. Quickly brushing herself off, the nymph heads to the front door; there's only a moment of hesitation as she pulls it open a crack, clearly trying to see if her visitor is a welcome one or not. But a smile quickly spreads across her face, and she steps back as the heavy wood swings all the way open.]

Majima, hello!

[Aside from a slight hint of bags under her eyes - she won't stop worrying until Varian's alive again, of course - Elsa looks leagues better than how she sounded in her responses to Javert on the network.]

That pack... I hope it wasn't a hassle to bring all of that with you.

[Just how much did he gather???]

[defyingfrigidity]

It absolutely is.

... You know, it's strange. I used to vehemently deny that I deserved such things. But now it feels... so different, to just accept that. To let myself be happy.
I was a fool for so long, wasn't I?

Is that even a question?
Chocolate, of course.

[justbeingknife]

Not at all! I got this after I started accompanyin' Fran around Ryslig. Real handy to have a bag when you're, uh. Backpacking across the peninsula.

[ His thick, white-furred tail was wagging faintly as he sat on his haunches. ]

Is there somewhere I can set this down?

ACTION oct 4th

[inseine]

[The Fog rolls in midnight October the 4th. With the Fog comes rebirth for Monsters: resurrection, life, healing. Javert knows this, too, when he peers out the windows of La Forteresse to see the gloom settle over Bavan City. He knows, also, that the goblin Varian's sentence is through and he he is due to return shortly. That means there are a number of loose ends for him to tie before he can consider the record closed.

Like the question of confiscated goods and the catalog of evidence associated with Varian's case. The vampire grimaces and pulls his curtains closed against the mist. He has a box ready to go atop his desk, along with an assembled factory line of bagged and labeled items to work through.

Javert may be severe, callous, and fanatical in his grim and misguided beliefs, but there are two things he shall never allow himself to be: one is a liar. The other is a thief. He has no reason to keep Varian's things when the case is closed, documented, and stored safely on his shelves in Dyster where he squirrels away his most sensitive files. For the remainder of the night, he digs through each stray item to determine its worth for the public good, and after a brief period of contemplation, each item is neatly pulled from its sterile casings and arranged inside the box.

****

On the dawn of the 4th, a lone human woman cuts the engine of her pastel-shaded convertible. She leaves her car at the curb and approaches Solsikke castle on foot with a plain brown parcel tucked under her arm. The woman is a belle of the ball of very fine taste, well-powdered, bright-lipped, frocked in jewels and furs, her hair neatly curled and coiffed. The bottom of her dress glitters and glistens like a night-dancer, and her stockings bare a trail of rhinestones up the back of her calves. At her four-inch-heels saunters a puffball of a white cat. She daintily makes her way up the front stoop with a tappa-tap-tap and places the parcel at the doorstep. Dimples burst on her cheeks, and she bends down to give the cat a sweet little scratch on the cheek before she makes her way back to her car.

The cat, however, lingers near, and finds a cushy spot of grass to sprawl upon. He, called SPARROW, according to his collar, will stay.

On the package is a note:]

To Mlles. Elsa and Cassandra:

Inside you will find all of the goblin Varian's confiscated effects, in the same shape as they were collected. See to it that they are returned to him.

Regards,
JAVERT
Warden of La Forteresse

[True to his word, the package contains everything Javert and his men took from Varian's garage, and laid out on top of the stacked items is the mechanical arm the teenage alchemist left behind.]