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Who: Everyone. New Feathers! Old Feathers...?
What: New Feather welcome party.
When: 18th, 6 pm onwards.
Where: Welcome Centre.
Summary: This is a party. There's food and games (if you like) but the idea behind it is basically to mingle mingle mingle. Maybe make a new friend/enemy/frenemy or two?
Rating: G-PG 13 at most? There might be kids in these things, man.

The all-day rain outside makes the entire atmosphere a little drippy, a little wet, a little miserable. But rain or not, the party must go on! Or at least, so the saying goes.

It's a cosy little setup-- food, warm drinks, tables and chairs to lounge around in. So come on in, dry yourself off, have some fun. Why the hell not? The weather outside is frightful.

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[Down? A little. Weighted by the knowledge that none should be here and the realization that so many of the New Feathers were so young. They shouldn't be involved in what the Manlosso plans, what this place does to the villagers. These thoughts dim her expression, but it brightens up at Ariel's approach. My that hair was as vibrant a red in person as it had been in the journals. And then the face clicks with the name and her smile widens even more. She hadn't even thought-

But she should say something instead of grinning like an idiot. First Beast, then Ariel. Fleur would be in heaven.]

Are you enjoying yourself so far Ariel?

[Ariel nods as she sits close by, then looks out at all the people who've gathered. Sure, it's a tough situation they're in... but they're in it together, and they're trying to make the best of it. That's what Ariel sees, anyway. And she's enjoying being among all these people.

She looks back at Adele then and, with a tilt of her head, she remembers she has a flashcard for just this. So, her eyes widen a little before she looks through her cards - not that one, not that one, ah! - and holds one up.]

"How about you?"

[Well that certainly explained the written entry in the journal. And the lack of a mermaid tail, now that Adele thinks on it. Still she smiles and motions to the chair just next to her for Ariel to rest so she wouldn't have to fumble with her cards while standing. The fact that the young woman was mute didn't bother her at all, nor did it puzzle her. It was simply a state of being.]

I am well. Much better now that I am actually sleeping through the nights instead of waking up every other hour. And yourself?

[She looks through her cards again, and glances at her notebook...

Only to shake her head with an exasperated sigh. There's so much to carry and remember... Instead, she gives a big smile and nods, a hand resting on her collarbones. Yes, she's well. She does gesture to the things she's carrying with a sheepish smile and a one shouldered shrug. Just trying to figure these things out.]

It takes time to adjust to the village, and everything you need while going out and about. I have learned it is best just to carry a bag and put what you think you'll need, and then a few things extra. What you think you will use may not end up being necessary, and what you think to be extra may become vital.

[A bag? Like... The word is on the tip of her tongue, metaphorically, but she can't quite think of it. Ariel frowns, squints, pauses, opens her mouth as if to say something that she can't, then finally gets out her notebook and writes a couple of letters.]

"Pu-something?" [Purse?]

A purse, yes. Though since my extra items tend to be more involved with my work than with anything I might need, I tend to carry a bag or satchel. But for you? I think a purse would do just fine.

[A smile grows on her face at that. Yeah... Yeah! She could carry a purse! She's found one in the water before, and she's seen pictures of women carrying purses. It'd suit her just fine!

She nods vigorously, because oh, she wants one now, and she's excited for this! Oh, but she picks up on something else she said. So, Ariel sets her cards aside to write in her notebook instead.]

"Work? What kind of work do you do?"

[She shouldn't be surprised at the enthusiasm Ariel has for this world. And yet she cannot help but find it endearing. After a soft chuckle she leans over to read, nodding.] I am a surgeon. When people have cut themselves or broken a bone, I help them become well again.

[Surgeon... She hasn't heard of that before. Doctors, yes, but not surgeons. Ariel makes an "oooh", though only with her mouth and a bit of breath. Then she writes that down in her notepad as well as the definition, though she spells it wrong ("Sergen"), before she makes a line below it to write to Adele again, a smile still on her face.]

"You have a wonderful job! Do you enjoy it?"

[Adele peers over into the journal as her profession is written, and chuckles.] S, u, r, g, e, o, n. In English, at least.

[A shrug, a soft laugh and returned smile.] I do. It is challenging, but knowing that I am helping people that need it, that I might ease their pain? It is worthwhile.

[... Ah, oh, right. She crosses out her first attempt at the word, and writes out the correct spelling, her shoulders lifted up with embarrassment. Sh-She knows the word, really...!

But her sheepish smile softens at what Adele's telling her. It's really... kind, and noble of her to do that. To think that way. She writes again:]

"If I hurt myself, I'm going to you first thing."

[It doesn't make Adele think any less of Ariel that she didn't spell it correctly the first time. Most didn't when they were unfamiliar with the word, so she just smiles and shakes her head faintly. It wasn't a problem.]

I would rather you not get hurt at all, but if you do? I or any of the other healers and physicians at the clinics can treat it.

[Ariel nods, her smile widening with gratefulness. At this point, she'd lean in and kiss that person's cheek, but, well. Every time she does it, people seem to react awkwardly rather than accept it. So, she refrains for now. And instead, she holds up a flashcard.]

"Thank you!"

It is no trouble Ariel. Just try to be careful, yes? I would rather not see you in the clinics as anything other than possibly a volunteer or a visitor.

"I'll visit you whenever I can! But how can I be a volunteer?"

[Ariel hasn't done much with medicine, after all. And... well, she certainly hopes she won't be a patient, but considering how many times she's fallen over ever since she arrived...]

There are classes in the clinics for first aid, and we always need assistants for the more basic procedures. If you like I am certain Dr. Willock or Dr. Law or myself will have time enough to walk you through the first aid course with no trouble.

[She gives a big smile, and she nods a few times fervently. She would love that! She usually leaves medical things to other such doctors, but... if she ever needed to help someone, she'd love to know what to do to help them.

But she doesn't quite know how to get to the clinic. So, she draws on her notebook now: A big square with "community 4" on it, then a line leading out from it, and a question mark beside the word "clinic".]

[Adele watches Ariel draw out the beginnings of a map with a half smile.]

There are two clinics. Dr. Law and myself spend most of our time in the Battledome Clinic, Dr. Willock spends the majority of his in the village clinic- here.

[It takes a moment to dig out her journal and flip it open to the map on the back, and if she's allowed Adele will draw out the two separate routes to each clinic, the hours of the physicians for each, and written directions just under the map should Ariel find them more useful.]

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