uhmani | TDM #2

Throughout the main hub where everyone congregates, a light chiming echoes through the first floor. "Hello, everyone," comes the synthetic voice from when you first arrived. "Based on feedback from current inhabitants, I was able to gather that the drinks at the bar were awful. Also, based on data so far it seems the desire for alcohol correlates to a person's stress levels! Hopefully, making better drinks might help everyone relax."

At the bar on the first floor, a bartender is now assigned to mix drinks rather than The Peacekeeper themselves. The lacquer countertops have been dusted off so that the screens just beneath the surface can be better seen. Soon as someone sits down, the screen will light up and display a menu of featured drinks.

Unfortunately, due to a lack of resources, each person is only allowed one. That isn't to say you can't share, swap, or find other means to get a taste of a different drink though! Each one even comes with a complimentary slice of cake if you'd like.

While The Peacekeeper knows people are likely hesitant after incidents caused by the cake, part of this special offer is that an order of one of the drinks will come with a credit equivalent to a one-stamp reward. And, if you're lucky, the effects of the drink will get you even more stamps! Everyone wins! Especially you!

The featured drinks are as follows and come in alcoholic and non-alcoholic varieties:

Firecracker

red

blue

speak a truth

red flames

risqué

blue flames

sadder admission

insecurity

anxiety

Sangria

stamina fruit

energy and libido

cocked

lessened refractory periods

Hot Buttered Rum

freezing cold

will

body heat

desperate

Mojito

make your mouth tingle

oral fixation

If you're feeling especially 'peaceful' after a piece of cake or two and worried about privacy, don't be! The bar's lounge has several secluded spots to hide away in. There are also rooms with beds on the first floor. So long as you don't mind the natural elements taking up some space along the sheets, they're free to use however you'd like. Though you might want to make sure to lock the door since it's doubtful you're the only one looking to get away for a little bit.

WHAT'S YOUR DTF STATUS?

If the party and its cake don't appeal to you, that's perfectly fine. This is the perfect time to configure your Digitized Technical Friend or your DTF status. A DTF is similar to a dæmon from His Dark Materials in that it is connected to and a reflection of a character's soul. These DTFs take shape accordingly and are projections similar to the NPCs. Think of them as your own personal Clippy except less annoying. Hopefully.

Once that's set-up, there are other locations of the main hub to investigate! You can still find an (off-key) instrument to play in the music lounge or check out the (algae-ridden) pool.

You can even visit The Peacekeeper themselves on the second floor. They're always happy to have visitors! They're also conveniently where you might place a complaint about that status of the main hub and its amenities.

WALKING IN A WINTER WONDERLAND

Once the celebration has concluded, characters are encouraged to head out of the main hub to either explore the city or take a ride on the railway. It's time to truly begin your new reality! Whatever they choose, The Peacekeeper will explain to them that they are free to take up any housing they so wish. Most dwellings are at least habitable but it's likely that characters will want for more before long.

Especially considering the adjustments made to the weather paradigm recently. The Peacekeeper has been informed that it was far too warm for some of the residents. As a result, the temperature has dropped to appropriately align with winter months and the hours of sunlight have now shortened as a result. While the snow currently isn't more than light dusting now and again, that may be subject to change. (At least those pesky flowers from the Love Bugs appear to be dormant for now as a small blessing.)

In order to apologize for the inconvenient and sudden shift in atmosphere, everyone will get a cute new winter accessory to help acclimate to the chillier conditions. Enjoy the cozy new addition to your wardrobe! Or whatever excuse for a wardrobe you're beginning to assemble.

Additionally, candles will spawn throughout the main hub, houses that are inhabited, and pathways that people have been tracked as walking along often. Isn't that romantic and totally not just a convenient way to encourage one of the kinks of the month! Why would you think that?

If you'd like more lighting or even cozier clothes, simulation inhabitants are reminded that 'peaceful interactions' are very important! It might be a good idea to stick close to someone you know, for now, since even the smallest amounts of intimacy might see subtle changes occurring where they're staying. Perhaps that broken window is now fixed, the grime and dust seem a little less, or the floor doesn't creak quite as loud.

Larger changes, however, will only come after demonstrating the more powerful peaceful interactions. If you want new hardwood floors or a fresh coat of paint on the walls, you're going to have to demonstrate how well you 'get along' with others against them first.

FLY AWAY HOME

After The Creators reconfigured the peace parameters and dropped a Giant Bird on everyone in the simulation, The Peacekeeper has tried to come up with its own solution to keep the beast preoccupied. Although still highly aggressive and dangerous, if it has different prey to chase it might not be as much of an issue between spawn periods.

It takes about one week before The Peacekeeper announces its newest creation to Amani: Bunnerflies! These adorable flying creatures are friendly and uplift the moods of anyone they happen to hop or float by. Yet, they are still supposed to be prey for a Giant Bird and it didn't seem fair to leave them completely defenseless. As many of the simulation inhabitants are beginning to find out, appearances can be deeply deceiving.

As a result, their fur may be soft but the edges of their wings are sharp as razor blades. Careful you don't get caught in the path of one fluttering your way.

They also breathe fire! Thankfully, The Peacekeeper has made simulation inhabitants immune to the flames. Sort of. The only type of heat one will feel is that of passion. Whether that means starting a new project or an intense make-out session, it's up to the individual and how they decide to channel it!

SEXY STAMP CARD

If you're wondering about these 'peaceful interactions' that keep being mentioned or what the kinks of the month are for... Here's your answer! Upon arrival, all characters will receive a digital copy of their very own sexy stamp card.

Sexy Stamp Card

Issued by: The Peacekeeper

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Completing peaceful interactions (i.e. kinks) will reward characters with stamps that they can turn in for re-gains and many other things! While the example one here is the standard issued card by The Peacekeeper, players are more than welcome to customize it how they see fit. Have fun with it! NOTES

★ The kinks of the month have changed! Be sure to check this post for what the new ones are. Also, give a congratulations to Niles (

cyclopticsadist) as the first person to place on the sexy leaderboard! 🎉

★ The effects of the drinks can be as heavy or light as you'd like! It can be chalked up to differences in alcohol tolerance, non-humanity or not, etc. etc. Also, they can mixed-and-matched! Have fun with that.

★ Have fun with the winter accessories! Pick whatever goofy thing you'd like your character to wear.

★ The flora and fauna page has been updated to include Bunnerflies and the flowers from the Love Bug event. While dormant right now, Spring is just around the corner! There won't be as many as there were during the event but enough that people will be able to play around with them as they see fit in the future.

★ Any questions can be asked right here!

NAVIGATION

F.A.Q. ★ RULES ★ CHARACTER CLAIM ★ LOCATIONS ★ MAIN NAVIGATION

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[He remembers the end all too well. Shining green eyes, filled with a hatred and malice that she surely would never, could never muster up for anyone. A sweet, serene smile that didn't match her gaze at all. The way her body was rotting and twisted, unnatural. The way Abraxas had blazed at her command, more powerful than anyone should be capable of--he remembers being bathed in the Goddess' holy light as he pleaded with her, blinding and beautiful and merciless, burning him away until he's nothing but ash.

He's still reeling from being incinerated when he awakens, nauseated and weak and aching right down to his soul. Even the blossoming lavender can only do so much to help him clamp down on his rising panic by the time he receives his vision of Fodlan's destruction; Seteth might be found in the infirmary or the Peacekeeper's room, voice rising to something uncharacteristically shrill as he presses further.]

Where is she, then? Where is my daughter?!

It's 5 o'clock Somewhere:
[Whether he's dragged off by someone, or simply shooed away, Seteth is undeniably deflated and shaken by the time he finds his way out to the rest of the hub. The tiny DTF perched on his shoulder, clearly some sort of chimeric wyvern-squirrel, tugs on a lock of hair as they pass by the bar--or perhaps by you, if you've already chosen to partake?]

Would you like to stop for refreshments?

Refreshments? That's..... Alcohol and cake isn't a proper meal.

There is no charge for this service. Instead, this welcome offer comes with a gift of redeemable credit.

Does it not strike you as suspicious that we should need to be paid to convince us to eat?

Flying In A Winter Wonderland:
[The adorable flower-crowned deer knit hat he's been gifted isn't exactly the most dignified thing he's ever owned, but he's a practical man at heart. Given the chill in the air once he leaves the building, Seteth is wearing it, and has helped himself to one of the candles in the main hub as he goes. If this..... this simulation's snow is anything like the island's, he should be finding shelter immediately, while the weather is still clear.

Still, his hurry doesn't stop him from instinctively recoiling from a bunnerfly fluttering across his path, fumbling his candle for a moment as he startles. Sorry if he bumps into you!]

What in the world--?

Wildcard:
[You know the drill. Hit me with something different, or toss some plotting at me if you don't want to write it yourself.]

[ She's in the middle of fussing with the especially stubborn piano (she swears, it somehow gets re-broken when she leaves) in the music lounge when her DTF beeps. The dog lifts its head and its ears perk up. It gives a flutter of furry wings to lift up onto all four feet and walk over to where Rose is fiddling with some mechanism. ]

Rosie. [ There's a small, muffled 'uh-huh' due to holding a screwdriver between her teeth as she continues to laser focus on this stupid key but doesn't look at the dog DTF just yet. It tilts its head before sitting down and beginning to wag its tail across the dusty floor. ] Seteth has been uploaded to the simulation.

[ There's a loud clang of piano keys in absolute disharmony as the screwdriver drops from her mouth and she sharply inhales. She's up and moving before she even thinks better of it, but has to ask: ] Does he remember?

Unfortunately, I cannot say.

[ Right. Okay. Well, she needs to know either way. And isn't that something on its own that she's willing to face the possibility of being a stranger to another familiar face? Hoo boy. Actually, you know what, she needs a drink before this. Never mind that she's already had her allotted one and filched, like, three others people didn't want- It's fine. Everything's fine.

It's actually not fine because she doesn't even get the stiff drink she absolutely needed before spotting him near the bar and freezing in place. She can do this. She can do this. Okay, like, maybe she could sneak back out and get a drink when he moves on to somewhere else and then find him aga-

No. Ugh.

There are a million things she thinks to say when she finally steps up to greet him but all that actually comes out is a quiet: ] Hey.

[ While he doesn't quite understand the sudden shift in temperature, Dimitri hardly minds it; however, several of those he does know aren't quite as enthused. Claude and Byleth both seem especially unable to handle the chill that's taken hold of the simulation.

So, Dimitri takes it upon himself to help in a way he's able to. After the Giant Bird spawned, they'd done their best to make weapons until they could regain the ones from home. One such weapon was a stone axe that's now being put to a more practical use than battle: chopping wood.

In the early morning hours, one might hear the thwack and hack of axe against log. With his strength, Dimitri is able to cut most of the pieces cleanly with what seems like minimal effort. As the sun begins to rise though, so does the temperature. It isn't warm by any normal standards but, for Dimitri, born of Faerghus snow and ice? It's getting there.

Once he can't quite stand it anymore, the man is hoisting his shirt over his head and hanging it on a nearby tree branch for now. He sets back to work quickly enough - there's a lot of firewood that needs to go around - but will stop to greet anyone who approaches. ]

Ah, good morning! [ comes the enthusiastic greeting, axe brought up to rest on his shoulder as he pauses. ] If you need any wood, please, help yourself. I want to make sure there's plenty enough for all of us.

[ Just look at that smile from work well done.

(You're not looking at his smile. It's okay, I know. We all know.) ]

[ It's not unusual for Dimitri to go out early, but with everything that has happened, Byleth is worried when he finds the man's room empty. Perhaps a baseless worry, but who can blame him?

The sound of wood being chopped draws him outside, wrapping his overcoat around his shoulders a bit more tightly when he can see his breath in the early morning air. What a pain in the ass. The grass is wet with dew, and he leaves dark spots where he crosses, knocking it free. He rounds on the tree that Dimitri is standing under and... ]

Dimitri? Are y-

Th...

[ Loading... ]

[ Sorry he's having a Come to Sothis moment here give him time. ]

Oh. Good I. I found you.

Okay.

Inhgoggfoing m'bcakinside.

[ Whatever he said he doesn't seem to think it was important enough to clarify because he just. Stands there. ]

[For her part, Shyvana hasn't minded the cold much. Probably because of her nature, she's just melting the snow around her and stomping on through it.

The reason she stops isn't because she's offended by the stranger bumping into her, or the bunnerfly. She's looking at Seteth, as if trying to figure something out about him.]

Hm?

[Well. Maybe that can be addressed another time. She looks at the bunnerfly as if flutters away, then shakes her head before looking at the man who bumped into her.]

You should not be out here. I will clear a path for you. Where are you going?

[Look, sometimes you have to just appreciate a good meal when it's presented to you, and this is no exception. Shyvana herself has no use for wood right off, but she still looks over the man, hardly shy for it.

He's either incredibly smooth or utterly unaware. Honestly, the latter would be more charming.]

Some fine work indeed.

[SHE IS NOT TALKING ABOUT THE WOOD.]

Do you require a hand?

[The creature is distracted from their conversation by her approach, tail batting him in the face as it clambers atop his head to peer at her curiously. Seteth brushes it aside, turning to see what's captured his new companion's attention. There's a momentary flicker of confusion, seeing Rosie like this--it's only been what, a day since he'd seen her last? What in the world had happened to her hair?

Far easier to think about something so frivolous, than the dark path his thoughts want to linger on.]

Rose? So you made it, too.....

Ah, pardon me.

[How odd. There's a warmth here he hadn't felt only moments ago--and it's trickier to regain his footing than he'd expected it to be. The ground underfoot is slick with slush, not snow. How is.....?

Oh. Oh, she's..... certainly not human. Not that he should be surprised over that, after spending so much time on the island; people there had come from countless different worlds, that no doubt were populated by countless different species. Still, he finds it difficult to look away from that searching gaze until Shyvana herself does, holding up his free hand apologetically.]

Thank you very much. I'm afraid I don't have a destination in mind; I only intended to find somewhere to stay before the weather takes a turn for the worse. I don't suppose you know your way around this town?

it's five o'clock somewhere

[_{oh, great. this again.

Corrin had been living in isolation away from socialising due to a plethora of events that had happened since his arrival here but ... he had grown tired of it. He was lonely, and wanted companionship. Plus if there was any chance at all that one of his family members or friends from his world would arrive, he wanted to make sure he didn't miss them. Now more than ever he felt like he needed their company.

The shenanigans that unfurled at the last party had given him a bounty of stamps, several of which he had exchanged for a new outfit. The Peacekeeper certainly had... unique ideas on how to dress those who lived in the simulation, as Corrin was now donned in very regal looking attire that revealed a lot more of his body than he would personally opt to share if given the choice. No matter, the long white cape would serve useful for hiding, if he needed it.

He was in no mood for partying, but a drink may take the edge off... although he was very suspicious about them. While the prince certainly had a sweet tooth, he had never been happier to reject a slice of cake in his entire life. He opted to request a glass of sangria because he figured that if there was a way to taint something as natural and bountiful as fruit, then there was truly no hope for any of us.

The prince was sat at the bar, quietly stirring the ice around with his straw between sips of his fruity drink while giving the occasional passing glance to the moving crowd. Corrin's demeanour was normally cheerful and kind, but instead he was withdrawn and reserved. He looked pretty as a present but lacked his usual happy glow. It just sucked. Everything he had been through up until now had sucked.

He sighs.

As time went on, Corrin kept glancing over his shoulder while nursing his drink, keenly observing for whether or not his dragon tail would spawn behind him. The last time he was at a party and had a slice of cake laced with aphrodisiac, it had interacted with his dragon blood, causing his tail to spawn while coupled with... certain urges. In his mind, if his tail doesn't appear, that means he's safe. Right?

The time was melting away, and sure enough, his dragon tail didn't spawn. Eureka! He was so relieved that he was free of any of the weirdness that he experienced last time.

For now.} ]

walking in a winter wonderland: scenario i

[_{in time, Corrin had graduated from his Shame Cave to an actual living space of his own: an unfinished treehouse on the property of the lakeside lodge which sheltered a few others he had gotten to know in Amani. In his treehouse, he had been trying to settle down for the evening... but it was cold. Gods, it was so cold. Agonisingly cold. The outfit that the peacekeeper had given to him was so very thin, it did nothing to insulate him. He had been gifted a scarf which ... for all intents and purposes really didn't warm him that much either.

His living space was cosy, but not equipped for this sudden climate. The windows were not framed, there were a few holes in the ceiling - all in all, it was a fixer upper of a home. Corrin knew that he had to get some more work done to spare him becoming frozen solid.

But ... there was another way he could have his home develop the improvements it needed. "Peaceful interactions." Even the thought made Corrin's face burn hot, but he had an overwhelming sense of dread. His last sexual encounter... wasn't the best. Borderline traumatic, in fact. He was afraid to have sex again. Laying in his bed dwelling about it was making him frustrated. What did he need more right now? Renovations to his home to stop him from freezing, or a friend? One of these options could be immediate, if anyone in the lodge was around right now.

He climbs down the wooden ladder fixed to his tree home, hugging the white knitted dog scarf just a little bit tighter around his neck, before apprehending a candle and cautiously stepping inside the lodge.} ]

Helloooo? Anyone home?

walking in a winter wonderland: scenario ii

[_{If Corrin doesn't manage to see anyone at the lodge, he will take himself on a walk. Exercise was certain to help with staving off the cold, right? The dog scarf he wore didn't help much, and he did admittedly feel a bit ridiculous while wearing it, but it was better than nothing.

At least the dusk was pretty. Corrin had a lot on his mind right now, and it was nice to be able to watch the twilight colours melt across the sky, which was littered with stars. It soothed him greatly ... but troubled thoughts kept appearing in the worried prince's mind despite his best efforts to ignore them.

His mind kept drifting to the Peacekeeper's proposition of how 'peaceful interactions' would assist in improving one's living circumstances... it would be nice to have better insulation in his home to stave off the cold, but... was he ready to get intimate so soon? Would he get hurt again?

Perhaps for the time being his priority should be healing his broken heart.} ]

fly away home

[_{While on his walk, Corrin had noticed a few interesting looking creatures fluttering past him. He's delighted when one of the bunnerflies stops and perches on his outstretched hand, which makes him break out into a wide smile.} ]

Hi there, little one...! Wow! You're adorable!

[_{and then the adorable little bunnerfly unleashes a firey projectile straight in Corrin's face. He gasps in surprise and coughs, as fire was the last thing he expected to erupt from a creature so fluffy and cute. Fortunately enough, the fire didn't char or burn him, but he almost immediately felt different. No matter. He watches as the little creature flutters away, while he straightens his hair back into place.} ]

This may be the strangest place I have ever been...

wildcard!

[_{want to plot stuff? catch me on plurk or discord at fawn#3209! ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ} ]

[ She had wondered, admittedly, what might be worse: him never showing up at all or him not remembering. It would have been the latter, she thinks, thanks to the relief that crashes over her from the sound of her name with familiarity behind it. He remembers, he made it, he-

He's going to have to see her cry again, the blond notes, because it just kind of starts to happen. Stupid alcohol. ] Ah, jeez. Sorry, I just. I didn't think-

[ She shakes her head and tries to wipe away stray tears with the heel of her palm before taking a deep breath. She's torn between wanting to hug him - prove that he's actually here, almost - and knowing that would probably just set her off crying again.

Her hair is much shorter now, she's somehow thinner, and with clear dark circles under her eyes... She probably already looks worse for wear, doesn't she? But she tries to smile and speak lightly of everything rather than make things somehow worse for him. Let's try again. ]

I did. Way before you, too. Been here almost a month now, I think? And only Byleth... Only he's the same one from Erku that I know, so far. So, I- When Felix didn't remember, it- [ It terrified her that he wouldn't either. ] I'm just so glad it's you.

[ That

sure was a thing Byleth just said. He thinks? Is he okay? He heard 'inside' but the other man doesn't move to go towards inside so perhaps he was mistaken. He's just going to fill the silence while the poor archbishop wonders why the goddess is testing him in this way. ]

Yes, I... I'm sorry if I concerned you at all but thought it better to get started early before it grew too warm. [ 'Warm.' Dimitri moves to set the axe down - all glistening sweat, biceps, and half-ponytail on full display - in order to step closer to Byleth. ] I didn't want to drag you out into the cold either but, if you don't mind, I'd be happy for your assistance.

[ Thanks to his stature and build, Dimitri can say this is one of the few times in his life that he's felt a little like prey instead of predator from the way her eyes roam his body.

He doesn't dislike it, exactly, but- It's new. Different. Help.

Ahem. Anyway- ]

Thank you. If it wouldn't be too much of a bother, of course, I'd be more than glad for your help.

[ Maybe he also just kind of wants to see what she's working with, okay. For... reasons. Either way, he rolls the axe off a broad shoulder and extends it out for her to take. ]

[Suffice it to say, Shyvana is tall, somehow managing to be even taller than Dimitri.

She holds up a hand, shaking her head at the axe.]

No need.

[Keeping her eyes directly on Dimitri, she's picking up a log, digging her claws in. With one firm jerk of her arms, she neatly rips it in half, as though she were playing with dead twigs.]

Like so?

I've only just arrived here a short time ago myself.

...Still, I will attempt to lead you to some shelter. It is no place for you to be out in this weather.

[Lifting an arm, she extends it out to the stranger.]

Stay close. I can keep you warm.

[A. Uploading Complete]

[The last thing Ashe remembered was the sting of the sword in his side as he did his best to shoot one last arrow before he fell to the ground. His only regret he didn't get a chance to see the end of the war. He woke up in the infirmary with the smell of lavender around the room. Ashe quickly sat up and ran a hand through his hair. Where was he? How did he end up here? Ashe moved to get out of the bed when the world shifted under his feet. He sat back down with a groan as he placed a hand against his head. Alright, he's definitely not in Fodlan anymore or he would of heard Mercedes' voice over him, so where was he?]

Hello? Is anyone there?

[B. It's Five O' Clock Somewhere]

[Once he got everything settled and could walk around again Ashe decided to explore this new place. He placed his hands in his hoodie's pocket as he looked around. He looked over at the DTF that took shape of a cat that rested on his shoulder while he walked around. He walked by the bar when he felt a bump against his cheek. The cat suggested taking a stop by the bar. Ashe figured it wouldn't be bad to have something to drink and eat it's not like he had any of his duties anymore. He walked in, took a seat at the bar, then looked at the menu. He decided to try the Mojito first along with a piece of spice cake. He always enjoyed Mojito maybe having a mint drink would be just as delicious. His mouth started to tingle, but he didn't pay much attention to it. It would go away in time, though it didn't stop him from sucking on his fork a little longer after the frosting was gone. He was sure it would go away soon, right?]

[C. Walking In A Winter Wonderland]

[Now that Ashe became settled in his new place it was time to look for a place to live. Ashe walked over to the housing to find one that he hoped would be close to others that he know before he got to know the neighbors around him. He reached up to rub his DTF's head before he adjusted the cute cat scarf around his neck. The weather didn't bother him much, nothing could be colder than Faerghus, but he did enjoy the scarf. His house didn't look bad, though he could always use some renovations against the cold. Ashe walked along the path as he looked for others that could explain this new place to him.]

Hello? Is anyone here?

[D. Wildcard]

[If there's anything you'd like to do with Ashe hit me up on plurk at sunnycrow or Sunny#5819 on discord!]

They're singing Happy Birthday:

Ren had made her way to the bar on the promise of a decent fucking drink. She had been warned about the cake before but that wasn't going to stop her. After all, today was a special day. It was her twenty-second birthday. Or it would be if she was still alive? That was really a question for a philodox and not her.

She had a slice of vanilla cake in front of her and a hot buttered rum that she'd yet to touch. Neither item had moved from where it had been set in front her her as she stared into it with a melancholy sigh. It wasn't that she was ungrateful, it was just that... "Hey. I got a dumb question for you." She leant over to address the person closest to her. "D'you think birthdays still count if you're dead?"

[ooc: lmk if you want to deal with vanilla cake or hot buttered rum side-effects.]

You just want to lay down and cry

Was it a dumb idea to go skinny-dipping in Lake Deshire when the temperature was growing progressively freezing? Yes. But that had never scared Ren at the best of times.

Choosing the time of the day when the sun was highest - and therefore likely to be the warmest - she headed down, shedding her clothing at the end of the pier before jumping into the freezing water and breaking the surface again with a sharp gasp. If she spotted anyone coming towards her on the pier (perhaps confused why anyone would choose to swim in such cold water) she would call out to them; "Come in. It's warmer in the water than up here!". It was a lie. But they didn't need to know that. She would pull herself back up onto the pier a little while later, wrapping herself up in a sheet and watching the skyline with her toes still dipped in the water.

Choose your own adventure!

[Felix scoffs at anyone looking for shelter in such mild weather. This light dusting of snow is springtime for a Faerghan. On the bright side, that means dealing with fewer interruptions to his training, now that he finally has his sword back.

It's while he's taking a break and a drink of water from the flask he filled at a creek, because fuck anything the Peacekeeper tries to give them to drink, when someone bumps into him. He turns with a scowl, though its effect is diminished by the adorable hat he's wearing.]

Watch where you're going--...oh. Seteth!

[It's partially just natural relief and partially the mood pickup the passing bunnerfly gives him - though he's paid the little things no attention so far - but seeing Seteth puts an actual smile on Felix's face.]

When did you get here?

[Holy fucking shit.

Ren liked to keep up good habits - battle readiness was a state of being made stronger by good preparation - and she had been out for a run when she had come across the house that she had escorted Tooru back to while he was poorly from the love bugs. She had slowed up her run at the sight of someone chopping wood but then all but stuttered to a stop when she came close enough to actually see him.

But fuck her sideways - she didn't know non-Garou could have muscles like that. This was straight out of some of her filthiest daydreams.]

Mornin'. That's real kind of you. Need a hand with that? I'm a pretty dab hand with an axe. [She is looking. DISRESPECTFULLY.]

[ Claude has never heard of a mojito before, but the colour is too spot-on. So that's the drink he orders to bring to Seteth when he catches sight of him. He knows he shouldn't push his luck in this place, and he knows that he's zero for...two? three? on food here having strange effects. His curiosity gets the better of him, though, and here he is. ]

I know this place is a real doozy when you first wake up here. Simulations, so-called Peacekeepers, whatever that...weird creature you got on your shoulder is.

[ Claude's own DTF is nowhere visible at the moment, luckily for everyone, probably.

He sets the drink on the bar in front of Seteth and takes a drink of his own sangria. ]

You look like you could use this, though. For what it's worth, I don't think any of us really buy that whole end of the world story.

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Seteth | Fire Emblem: Three Houses | Post-Verdant Wind, Erku CRAU

predictably, the alcoholic option.

the thirst trap top level, as promised.

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Done lmao

winter wonderland

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corrin | fire emblem fates | revelation route

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the elevator music glkhfaklgra

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Ashe Ubert | Fire Emblem Three Houses | Post Azure Moon route

Ren Rages-Against-The-Odds / TTRPG OC / OTA

Winter Wonderland!

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5 o'clock somewhere