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[thebaileyshaw]

“I really wish you would just answer my owls,” Bailey said, popping into the bar stool and looking at Odette expectantly. “Not that I’m complaining, precisely; I don’t mind this bar. Can I get a whiskey? 

She was practically vibrating out of her seat at having finally caught Odette at work, questions racing in the back of her mind. All she wanted to do was pull out her notebook and start working, but that wasn’t exactly appropriate for such a public space. 

“I really do only want to help. And I’m curious. It’s hard to find any willing to talk to me. Running away was a really dramatic response to a simple question, by the way.”

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[trisxrojas]

Fighting. Why was there always fighting? Tristan had lost sight of Xiomara and knew he should find her, but as he heard a shouted spell, he felt the sudden extreme worry that perhaps Xiomara had broken into the event to be part of the fight. He didn’t like what she was doing, didn’t approve of her being part of the war, but that was a worry for another time, like when he wasn’t worried about being hit by a spell.

When he saw a familiar face, Tristan didn’t hesitant to reach out and grab her, pulling her behind a suit of armor for cover. Odette worked with Xio and Tristan didn’t know if Odette was there as a guest or as something else, but at least he knew her. “You seen my sister?” He asked, sounding a little desperate. @odettcss​

[mauramulciber]

“Can I ask you a question real quick? I need a girl’s opinion,” Maura answered as she scrunched her nose up at the stranger, hopeful she’d be able to help out. “I mean, I’m a girl, but I’m trying to figure out a gift to give to my girlfriend and I don’t really have a lot of experience dating, so I don’t know what to get her.” Which was true, but Maura was perfectly capable of buying flowers and chocolates and her eyes widened as she realized she should clarify her intent. “I’m not trying to give her a romantic gift, because, well, her kinda son died? So I want to give her something to make her feel better.” @odettcss

[trisxrojas]

It... well, it wasn't anything like carnival, that was for sure. It wasn't as big and it wasn't as loud, there weren't any parades that he'd seen and it looked to be a good deal tamer than the partying explosion that he'd expected at the word carnival. Of course, they'd also called it a funfair and something else that he couldn't recall, so maybe it shouldn't have shocked him too much that it wasn't the same as back home and considering the war going on, it was likely a good thing that it was more subdued. 

Still, the fact it was different from his expectations didn't stop Tristan from walking around with his face tipped up, attempting to see things far beyond his view to learn figure out where to go and what would be the best thing to start with. It was really all his fault when he bumped into someone, hands immediately going out to steady them. "Sorry, I - Odette? Did I hurt you?"