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[runningintotime]

Who: A new arrival
When: Day 143, late morning
Where: the fourth floor windows just beyond the shrines
What: watching it rain

[A young woman in red is staring out the windows at the rain with a bemused smile, her right eye covered by strips of reddish cloth. She's carrying a metal staff and has a small foxhawk riding on her shoulder.]


Well, they could have at least greeted me with more pleasant weather, don't you think?

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[followthewind]

[you may hear something skittering around above you in the rafters before a head peeks over to see why that voice sounds . . . familiar . . .

aaaaaaaaaaaa]

[runningintotime]

[looks up at the skittering and just -- too many emotions happening at once. eyes slightly wide, a smile that falters slightly... just...]

Ahren...? Are you...

[followthewind]

[hope you were prepared for him jumping down and tackling]

[runningintotime]

[STARTLED INTO LAUGHTER AS SHE HITS THE GROUND HARD (the foxhawk wisely got the heck out of dodge). she rolls with it even though he knocked the air from her lungs, trying to get on top to breathe]

[followthewind]

[NO I AM BUSY

STOP MOVING I AM TRYING TO HUG THE FUCK OUT OF YOU]

[runningintotime]

[BREATHING IS IMPORTANT OKAY?! YOU GET HUGS BACK AS SOON AS SHE CAN GASP A BREATH]

Ahren -- you -- wh--

[fuck everything hugging so tight and so what if there are tears there is also hugging him and wtf ever]

[followthewind]

[HATERS TO THE LEFT THIS IS AN IMPORTANT REUNION

this may take a while just fyi]

[runningintotime]

[at some point there is only tears an hugging and just screw everyone else fffffffff never letting go, Jack]

[puckable]

When you're dead, I doubt the weather makes much of an impact on the overall situation.

[runningintotime]

Of course it does.

[puckable]

[Laughs.] Even if it does, there's not much to be done about it.

Welcome to death, then.

[runningintotime]

I'll welcome the second chance. [offers a hand] I'm Kestrel.

[puckable]

An optimist? [Shaking after a moment.] Robin.

[Here you even get a courteous little bow to go with it]

[runningintotime]

A good name. One has to be optimistic at times to not give into despair.

[puckable]

Yes, yes, very poetic.

Have you been briefed on the general situation?

[runningintotime]

Only what was told about on the way here, that help is needed to restore this world.

[carnatious]

[I spy with my little eye something beginning with PYXIS]

Nothin' wrong with rain.

[runningintotime]

Not truly, but I-- [finally looks over and blinks, looking her over] Vulpecula?

[carnatious]

Yo, Pixie!

[runningintotime]

[really.]

I wasn't told there were so many from home here.

[followthewind]

She's one of mine, be nice to her.

[carnatious]

I'm always nice.

[followthewind]

Be nicer'n than your usual, then.

[carnatious]

How much're you payin'?

[followthewind]

I ain't payin' you to be nice.