w4 curfew: we're about to slip into a food coma in the spinning tea cups.

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[flameguard]

[ you know for as much as these thursday evenings suck, it's hard to be unhappy surrounded by friends and the delicious, amazing scent of fried food....

... that is to say rondo's sitting wherever the group's decided to make camp this evening with a giant turkey leg in one hand and a lion stuffed animal in the other that he's leaning on, looking out at the games.

momf. a dog tail appears behind him and wags from side to side as he eats. tasty. ]

I'm glad nothing happened like last week. [ Though our group gets smaller, it feels almost consistent, now. It's comforting. ] I guess there's no lord of the pier to upset...

[concoctive]

[ stands there with a turkey leg in hand, himself, just sort of staring out at everything.

there's the worried Hope Mr. Daan is alright thought, but fortunately he no longer thinks that everyone can see him naked and is mostly just vibing here. ]

Imagine if there was a piermaster. Probably be chasin' us off if we didn't pay 'em.

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[she is sort of regretting their location choice... but she's sipping on some soda and looking out at the bright, flashing lights of the carnival.]

There's still a monster in the ocean, so don't get any ideas.

[ablazement]

[hello... she is here, sitting at the end of the pier, legs hanging over the edge. staring out into the ocean. that's all, mostly, she's just chilling. perhaps worrying, as she does. at least this time she isn't separated from people.

her tail is in her lap, and she's fussing with it absently, running her fingers over the edge of it.]

[allomantic]

[coming to sit by her]

[alldoomnogloom]

[ hewwo ]

Doing alright?

[killies]

You didn't get separated from your friends this time.

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[they really keep ending up in the same curfew spot.

she doesn't say anything when she glances at her, but she does think— At least there's no blood this time.]

[flameguard]

[ wanders over with another turkey leg.... he hands a big chunk of meat of one to his beloved scratch, and then hands one to karlach. ]

Here, Karlach. Cheers.

[haematocritical]

[ comes to bother you now it’s not butthole AM.

he just sits next to her and squints out at the water. henlo ]

[allomantic]

[she is here with a cone of cotton candy that's bigger than her head, staring at it.]

How is this accomplished...?

[flameguard]

Someone taught me it was sugar, earlier this week. Isn't it amazing?

[ rondo pulls a little piece of meat off of his turkey leg and holds it out to her. ]

Here. I'll trade you for a piece.

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It's melted sugar spun around really, really fast.

[killies]

[ she is here pretzeling her body in concerning ways.

but like. slowly and carefully... just in case... it's probably fine. her stomach wound got healed weeks ago and that was the biggest roadblock! ]

[flameguard]

[ watching this in fascination...

Amazing... ]

[concoctive]

[ also watching in fascination. ]

Wow... [ Prim's done some stuff like this, but this's way more... ]

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[watches...]

You're okay enough to do that again?

[concoctive]

[ alfyn has come armed.

armed with a few blankets, some banners from the academy last week, and pillows. he deposits them in the vicinity of wherever they wind up hunkering down for the night. if anyone desires something extra to lay around on or with. ]

[allomantic]

[settling in next to him at some point.]

It was thoughtful of you.

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[oh... blankets... she will take some when they get closer to sneepy times.]

Good thinking.

[alldoomnogloom]

[ hello. he and tara are here sitting on the pier as well, writing in his journal - concentrating pretty hard on it apparently.

he occasionally pauses to stretch and practice with the hand still in bandages, humming a bit. it still seems stiff, but improving. ]

[allomantic]

[coming over to pet tara...]

How is your hand feeling?

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[glances...]

Still hurts?

[haematocritical]

[ hello he is also here

tag me while i go back to sleep ]

[alldoomnogloom]

[ go the fuck to sleep.

coming over to sit by him, and then presenting him with this. ]

For you.