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[leonheartedly]

WHO: Thistles
WHERE: Thistle
WHEN: Day 75, all day

[we have a newbie! And a roof to fix! And other things!]

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[leonheartedly]

[also, whenever everyone is around]

I had an idea I wanted to float by you guys. What would you say about us running a fight club that can get the other flocks involved? Turn it into something where everyone else can get a rite going. We could ask them to bring some snacks or food so there's refreshments, and they could come set up whatever they need for their rite so we don't have to worry about doing everything ourselves. It'd just be something for fun - that we can get something out of.

I was talking to Hannya about it, since he's the one who asked me about fight club, and he runs some sort of fighting coliseum where he's from. Said he'd give us a list of some of the challenges they use to keep things balanced, and that way everyone interested can fight whoever without worrying about powers and such. And for the non-fighters, I have something in mind to get them involved, too.

So - [he shrugs a shoulder] Thought it'd be something nice to do.

[pictureimperfect]

I'm too cute to fight so I'm gonna start a cheerleading squad for your fight club instead.

[leonheartedly]

A cute one?

[papartner]

Seems like a pretty solid idea, you know? I think it's worth trying.

That said, somehow I'm not surprised that Hannya ran something like that back home. He's... a character, isn't he.

[leonheartedly]

Mmm. Feels like a good time to do it, especially with the weather getting nicer.

[he snorts softly]

He's something, that's for sure. What that is, I haven't decided yet.

[reportinastorm]

[A newbie!! She is poking around the barn looking at everything]

Where should I put my things...?

[She does in fact have a number of Things at this point, including: a few books borrowed from the library, notepads and pencils, a single-use polaroid camera, and a pistol.]

[pictureimperfect]

Did you just get here? How do you have things already?

[shortforever]

There's a free bedroom you can claim.

[leonheartedly]

Wow, you work fast.

[dadinside]

[and while she's checking out the barn she will find a ~surprise~ waiting for her in the bathroom. but he's alert, so more than likely he'll react before she sees him.]

[papartner]

Wow, you're already all kitted out and everything.

[ he is in the kitchen like god intended ]

There should be a couple of rooms upstairs free! Sorry if they're a mess. Pretty sure Odin was saving them for their, uh, previous occupants, or something like that.

[papartner]

[ Thistle has a nice new toolbox and some plywood now, neatly leaned up against the side of the barn for Projects. He just had to get whacked on the head to get it. (Not as planned, but when is anything ever planned) He's also still vaguely suffering a headache, which he deseves completely. This is the worst hangover ever, but like hell that's gonna stop him from drinking more fish wine.)

You will find him muddling through house chores like cleaning, laundry, maybe some cooking. Trying to find good spot to hide his new drink. You know, definitely normal things. ]

[pictureimperfect]

[leans out of a nearby window while he's trying to hide booze. he is just a torso emerging from the reflection of the glass BOO.]

You know trying to hide stuff from me won't work.

[dadinside]

[after pulling a gun on Thistle's newest teammate, he wanders off to Acheron's room, holding a bag of clothes...

and stops in front of his door, clearly hesitating a moment (for some reason??) before finally pulling it open.]

Hey. Can I leave my clothes here?

[dadinside]

[sorry this weird guy has been hanging out here a lot and sleeping in your tub.

catch him wandering around like he's looking for something, or playing his Switch and lounging around.]

[leonheartedly]

[our tub cryptid . . . ]

. . . I gotta ask. Is it comfortable sleeping in there?

[pictureimperfect]

[some things never change. Floating up to look over his shoulder at the switch]

Whatcha playing?

[doggonemad]

[ wowee, you know that wood pile y'all gathered to fix the roof? well, around mid-afternoon, it appears to be . . . rustling somewhat.

do you investigate, y/n. ]

[leonheartedly]

[y. He pauses what he's doing to give the pile a curious look, then sighs and approaches]

If it's one of you little idiots stuck in there, I swear to God -

[pictureimperfect]

[n but I do watch you jump Tyr and laugh]

Intruder! Get 'in grandpa!

[lustfall]

[ KNOCK KNOCK THISTLE your local trader is here with a basket of apples, some flower crowns and a couple of tiny pygmydillos. the tiniest possible size. ]

[reportinastorm]

[a visitor!!]

Oh, hello.

[looking at all those things...!]

[leonheartedly]

[hello mr. trader]

Hey, Subito.

[pictureimperfect]

Ooh, presents!

[papartner]

Hel-- oh! Hey, what's up?

[ eying all of the things ]