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[analyzing]

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.

Comments

[fleurdesel]

Fuzzy. Details I normally would recall weren't present. My actual memories were unavailable but the ones that replaced them were...incomplete. Blurred. A general sense of what had happened rather than a detailed account. It is still somewhat disconcerting to know the Malnosso can alter our memory in such a way.

[tellmejohn]

[he nods. Well then, he has a decent idea what's going on now. That's fair. And... as such]

Thank you, Doctor. That was tremendously informative.

[fleurdesel]

...

[She doesn't know how much use this will be to Scorpio, and she's not certain she wants to know either.]

It was no trouble.

[tellmejohn]

[Hey man, it'll be very useful to Scorpius.]

Truly? I would have thought the memories quite. Painful.

[In fact, he'll even offer a hand. To shake, maybe. He might do the whole kissy hand thing but it doesn't seem apt here]

[fleurdesel]

Not terribly.

[The hand is given a cautious glance before she rests her own in it.]

[tellmejohn]

[Just a handshake, he thins- gloved hand, firm grip. All that. To be honest, he's not feeling the messing with people]

That makes you stronger than most.

[fleurdesel]

[The grip and shake is returned easily.]

I have endured worse.

[tellmejohn]

Ah. I did not mean to doubt. [And... hand retract once shake done. Standing straighter]

[fleurdesel]

It is not something most people ask, or even think about. Do not worry. [Her own hand falls back to her side.]

[tellmejohn]

No. I suppose not.

[And another little hand motion] It's been a pleasure, Doctor.

[fleurdesel]

Enjoy the rest of the party, Monsieur.