#dew.start

[chardonnavs]

"well, this is certainly... food..." danica muttered to herself as she settled back into her seat in the saloon. with her nose wrinkled, she reached over to pick up her chardonnay but severely misjudged the distance. her well-manicured fingertips bumped the glass and knocked it over and wine spilled everywhere. "oh, you have to be kidding me."

[ohvalleys]

OPEN STARTER at ... the stardrop saloon.

with the upcoming flower dance in her mind, cordelia couldn't get the joyful anticipation of the coming event out of her head. traditions in the valley were important to her   —   and truth be told, she was still giddy regarding her scavenger hunt win. tonight, she sways and twirls aimlessly by herself to whatever music comes on the jukebox. on her third loop around the room, she pauses in front of a fellow patron, eyes glittering with excitement:   "   would you like to dance?   "

[hcneydewx]

Boxes surrounded her. piled all in her bedroom. She'd been on the floor for the better part of the morning, knees tucked against her chest, staring at one particular spot on the window. She blinked slowly, fat tears weaving warm paths over her cheeks and down her chin. I need bread. The thought was a rescue rope and she held onto it, using it to spur her actions. She wiped them haphazardly away, abruptly standing for the first time in hours and wobbling when her vision went a little blurry.

Honey Kumamoto took a deep breath and left the confines of her new bedroom, pausing only to grab her purse from the hook in the entryway before leaving. She walked, not really knowing her new neighborhood to have a set path but she knew the general direction of the small neighborhood grocer. She didn't get far before she saw the signs for an event. "Flower Dance?" She stood still in front of a sign, just in time too, as children burst past her, their laughter the only thing left behind. Curiosity getting the better of her and she followed to where the vendors were.

"Is this for everyone?" She asked the nearest person who seemed somewhat approachable.

[signcftimes]

Ben sat at the front desk of the clinic, his eyes scanning over the medical journal in his hands. The clinic was quiet today, a stark contrast to the bustling New York hospital he used to work in. He appreciated the slower pace, though sometimes the silence felt heavy.

He glanced up as the door chimed, signaling a visitor. Setting the journal aside, he offered a warm smile to the person entering.

"Good morning! How can I help you today?" he asked, standing up to greet them. His voice was gentle, carrying the calm reassurance of someone who had spent years soothing worried patients.

[dewyjuli]

Status: open to all ! Location: The Beach Time: Midday

One hand held a cigarette, dangling at her side while the other held one of the latest cell phones on the market. The phone was held up as high up as her arm could reach, desperately trying to find any kind of signal to no avail. After taking so many pictures on such a nice day out by the water and having absolutely no way of sharing them online, it was one of the most tragic things about being sent here and it was getting more and more frustrating as the days passed.

"This is ridiculous!" Juliana groaned as her extended arm dropped down back to her side in defeat. "Seriously, how does anyone survive out here like this?"

[ohvalleys]

"   you know, if you don't see anything you want here, if you look up ideas on the computer i can get some books for you.   "   conrad gestures over to the single computer in the library, chunky and out of date, but still very reliable... so long as the weather was nice.   "   we have a new reciprocal agreement, with zuzu city. set it up myself. petitioned the library board and everything. we put in requests to them, and i go in on the bus once a week to bring everyone their books back here.   "

[chrrylpstcks]

"Excuse me?" Taeng urgently called over the first passerby in the Town Square. She had to shout to be heard over the pouring rain. Emotion knit her brows together as Taeng tapped on the glass and pointed out her own note about Conrad, Jai and herself from the bulletin board and held it out to her neighbor. "Do you know who posted this?"

[chrrylpstcks]

Beads of green rain landed on her forehead and Whitney tried to dab them away with her handkerchief as discreetly as possible. It wasn't the most comfortable place to be, sweltering under the late summer humidity and drowning in this mysterious green rain to pass out free ponchos and umbrellas, but she was so focused on her work that she hardly noticed her discomfort. As part of her master plan to dominate the Joja ladder, etc., she hoped the protective Joja swag would only heighten the goodwill Joja gained after the mine incident.