un: flora // video // open to stars & moon // forward-dated to 10/27

[foxlore]

⟪ for just a moment, the anxious fear that comes with knowing everyone can see her and hear her right now overwrites the urgency of her task. it passes quickly enough – flora takes a deep breath, straightens her apron, and begins her explanation: ⟫

Uh, some of you might already know me. I'm Flora –– ⟪ wait, it says that as her name on this compass... thing, so it's not really necessary to start with that, is it? ⟫

Not so important right now, is it? ⟪ she straightens her apron again. ⟫

I know it is unwise to go out. But I also know many of you are setting out regardless, to fight these monsters and to escort those home who relied on the mirrors for safe and quick passage. I... I wanted to support those efforts.

⟪ now that she has reached the core of her reason to address everyone at once, she seems a little more at ease – tension is easing out from her shoulders, her voice sounds a little less nervous-high in pitch. ⟫

With the help of the natives, I am preparing bundles to ease survival. They contain a few rations of food, a spare cloak, for the winter can kill as swiftly as any beast, tinctures for healing, bandages –– nothing to fully replace a proper healer, but perhaps enough to carry someone over until one can be there. Oh, and a small container, so snow can be melted into water.

They're meant to lightweight, you see, and they're meant to save you time, so you really only need focus on your task, so you can move about your task swift and be back home –– or back in shelter – by nightfall.

⟪ she's offering a smile, but even she looks worried. ⟫

Some are packed already, and you're free to come pick them up at Court. And some of the natives will help me distribute them to anyone who won't be coming out to Court today –– but we need more distributors, and if others are staying back, I'd love their aid in packing the bundles.

⟪ she nods, having said her bit. ⟫

Thank you for listening. And please, everyone, stay safe.

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⟪ ooc info: hullo everyone! i've talked about this on plurk a lil, and here it is, in... actual game canon! everyone's free to assume their character picked up or was insistently handed a survival package (or two, or three) to take on out to escort/fighting missions. as it says in the ic bit, fellow helpers and distributors are needed, and since flora's only in the court of stars right now, she'll icily be looking to have people haul quantities of them to neutral lands. bonus points if someone in moon stars a similar thing!

while this felt most sensible to do as a network announcement, i'd be happy to do some log threads surrounding the packing & distributing. c: so we can either have network threads turn into logs or you can pm me/pp me (nehelenia) and i'll write starters!! ⟫

Comments

[sallyfaced]

[He would argue taking a break when you've been working tirelessly is not unnecessary! But he doesn't want to be too overbearing with his concern. He likes Flora and he's trying to learn where her boundaries are as an individual so he doesn't upset her. Being a generally "odd" person who has trouble enough connecting to those around him he's always been especially attentive to this kind of thing. Or he tries to be.

That doesn't mean he's letting it go, though.]

Alright, I'll take one. But only if you promise to have a couple hours of rest, at least. I'll even help you. You won't have to worry about being a man down.

[foxlore]

I'll show you where everything is and everything you need to pack!

⟪ and if she sounds a little relieved, it's... it's only because his concern might have been a little warranted. she's worked hard against the famine, and when that had cleared up, she hadn't exactly rested, moving on to ensuring food stores were replenished.

and then the monsters had come out last night. ⟫

I... I really appreciate this, Sally. Thank you. It means a lot. Both your help and... and that you worried.

[sallyfaced]

[Ah, good. Well, not good that his concern was warranted. But good that she seems to be more than receptive to his concerns.

He offers her a smile, but it's too small to reach his eyes. Still, it's genuine.]

That's what friends are for, right? [Because that's what they are. He's declaring it now.] Where are you right now? I'll come help.

[And the sooner he helps the sooner she can take a break.]

[foxlore]

⟪ actually, he might hear the happy noise that escapes her –– it's a fox's sound, a sing-song kind of chirp, at him declaring the two of them friends.

also, she's grinning as though she just won a wide selection of gourds. ⟫

I'm down in the kitchens. We have made this and an adjunct room our 'base of operations'.

⟪ clearly a term she picked up from elsewhere. ⟫

[sallyfaced]

[Sal doesn't miss a beat despite hearing that odd (and oddly familiar??) noise that he's pretty sure came from her just now. Huh. It sounds like a positive response though, at least!]

Oh, sweet. [He's proud of you, Flora, learning terms of expressions.] I'll be down in a minute, okay? Is there like...something I should bring? Do you need anything?

[foxlore]

No, I'm just fine. See you in a moment! And... thanks again for your help.

⟪ she rests a handle on a small bundle by her side, and then continues on with her work until he arrives. ⟫