My thanks, Mr. Nue. Miss Daisy charged me with a quest to share a meal and make an acquaintance with a stranger, and it’s a small enough community that not many people fit that requirement.
[shakes his hand once anyway, firm, and then leads him towards the barn; they can take the way through there into the kitchen]
My thanks for the understanding.
As for miss Daisy, it was something like…needing the pasture to be standing together, I suppose? We do keep a little more to ourselves these days, now that we’re down to three members. Perhaps she was concerned we’d end up isolating ourselves.
[the barn itself seems ordinary enough; Lily never got a crazy amount of upgrades so it's comfortable and homey, but not super fancy. Charon lets go after the requisite ten seconds. it smells delicious as they step down the stairs toward the underground kitchen]
Mm--yes. Cepheus and Kevin are home now; it cannot be called ideal, but at least they are free of this place's particular vagaries.
Mm. Thank you for the sentiment. I will miss those boys.
[it’s like…pretty open basic common room, a couple of side rooms that look like a reading room and ??? some sort of planning room? and then some narrow stairs up to a row of what must be bedrooms. everything looks solid, they didn’t go crazy on furnishing it
the way down might be more interesting, since it just deadass gets into an underground tunnel to reach the kitchen. the kitchen might actually be the biggest fanciest part, but that’s also because it’s for two teams, if the Bluebell colours on half of it are any indication]
It is, if you don’t mind it getting a little rowdy at times.
And, thank you. I hope it’s to your taste.
[there is lemon garlic roast pork, some kind of salad, a rough sort of cornbread, fresh peaches and plums, juice or water depending what he wants to drink, etc. also a jug or two of their best plum alcohol]
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S'unusual, but not the weirdest request I've had. But yeah, I'm free.
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Any preferences? Do you drink?
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Does seem hard ta meet new folks when you've been here a while. Yer name's Charon, right?
I do drink, but no preferences.
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And—yes. Charon, shepherd of Lily. A pleasure.
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Didja want ta meet somewhere, or - ?
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[tfw you’ve been living like three months without clocks]
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Sounds good ta me. I'll see ya then.
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Thank you for coming.
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Thanks for invitin' me. Said this was for one of the lil ladies in the shop, right?
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[offers a hand, as thought to shake, but clarifies]
Apologies—I’ve lifted some of the restrictions, but you’ll still need to be touching me briefly to enter our meadow and barn.
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[he shakes his head a bit at the apology and takes the offered hand]
S'fine, I've heard 'bout your security system.
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My thanks for the understanding.
As for miss Daisy, it was something like…needing the pasture to be standing together, I suppose? We do keep a little more to ourselves these days, now that we’re down to three members. Perhaps she was concerned we’d end up isolating ourselves.
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Mmm, s'a fair concern. Haven't seen Cepheus around, so I was wonderin' - sorry that y'all lost a few.
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Mm--yes. Cepheus and Kevin are home now; it cannot be called ideal, but at least they are free of this place's particular vagaries.
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Shame it ain't ideal, but at least there's that.
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[it’s like…pretty open basic common room, a couple of side rooms that look like a reading room and ??? some sort of planning room? and then some narrow stairs up to a row of what must be bedrooms. everything looks solid, they didn’t go crazy on furnishing it
the way down might be more interesting, since it just deadass gets into an underground tunnel to reach the kitchen. the kitchen might actually be the biggest fanciest part, but that’s also because it’s for two teams, if the Bluebell colours on half of it are any indication]
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[respect, there's nothing wrong with basic.
Though he has been in their kitchen once, when Hannya brought him buy to deliver alcohol. He makes a soft noise of surprise]
Y'all share the kitchen, right? You and Bluebell?
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[there's a two person spread at the table! man's indeed been busy cooking]
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[he nods to the table] Looks good.
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And, thank you. I hope it’s to your taste.
[there is lemon garlic roast pork, some kind of salad, a rough sort of cornbread, fresh peaches and plums, juice or water depending what he wants to drink, etc. also a jug or two of their best plum alcohol]
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[he looks over the spread and can't help but give a little chuckle]
I ain't picky, ya eat the same thing for years, ya learn to appreciate everythin' else.
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