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[ As much as Darcy might've liked to get everything out in time, Wonderland had a weird way of screwing up her plans. So, after a solid day's sleep, she starts making her rounds - dropping off gifts on each floor while using a little red wagon. In front of Nathan's door, he'll find a basket that contains:

• a blanket
• a festive mug
• a few different flavors of tea
• honey
• another mug of hot chocolate supplies with a note to just add hot milk
• a chocolate dipped stirring spoon
• ridiculous fuzzy socks
• a tiny stuffed animal
• assorted candy
• and an ornament

There's a note dangling from one of the handles that reads:

Hope Wonderland's attempts at holiday cheer didn't go too poorly for you. Here are a few supplies to help get back into the swing of things and thanks for being my Hogwart's tutor. Happy Holidays!

- Darcy ]

dude. you around?

GRATS ON THE SEX!!!!!

[guess who met his wife]

[ nate, aka perhaps the only person who gets a text message to go with the blurry photo that merle sends to him during this, the weirdest event that merle isn't even questioning. ]

now is that cool or is that cool

So someone/thing wants to kill you now. It's starting to feel more like home here.

Weeeell, lemme know if you get any assassination attempts this week. I mean, I can't stop 'em or heal anything if they almost take ya down. But I do like to be in the loop! Y'know, keep up on my current events! Not that it's hard to keep up with all you guys puttin' your feet in it right now.

[ Logistically, should he be laughing at like all of his friends yelling at the Null and getting put on a hit list? No. But finding joy is his niche. Sometimes you gotta laugh it off. ]

Hello Nate; it isn't an emergency or anything, but there's something I wanted to discuss with you that's better talked about in person.

[Because who knows who's watching the network, and to what extent.]

If you could stop by the Clinic whenever you have time, I'll probably be there.

[The texts don't come until Lup's finally gotten Elena to sleep after a good ol' crying sesh. Her heart hurts for her friend, and even if she isn't a part of this whole mess, she still has to drag Nate at least a little for it.]

Hey, Nate. No real emergency, but I was hoping I could speak with you in person about some recent events whenever you're next available.

[He just doesn't want to mention Name on the network. Also, he also wants to check in on Nathan after the last event and the whole demon issue.]

[As soon as Lance receives the text he sends a message to Nate.]

Any chance you're near here?

[And he sends the coordinates Name sent him; Lance is on the other side of the city, and it'll take him some time to get there, but maybe Nate is closer.]

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[It's late at what would be night when Sam sends the text, and he does it because he can't really sleep. Ever since his chat with Elena, his mind has been racing with memories and thoughts about Avery. It's when he's about to flip through their mother's journal again that he realizes he didn't even tell his brother what his wife had dropped off. So:]

hey, you awake?

[He's not expecting an answer. But it's a start.]

I'm still not entirely sure this is the best idea.

[Of course, it's a little late in the whole idea to back out now, but still; Lance is definitely rethinking this. Sure, it's a really good plan to pick up some more self-defense--he'd even asked Brennan about doing so when she was here--but the idea of actually going through with it is... A little intimidating.

He totally trusts Nate and so it's not that he's actually afraid of something going wrong, like he would've been with anyone else here who offers self-defense lessons, but he also has several deep-seated reasons to feel agitated about the whole thing. But it'll be fine, and he knows that, and so all it's doing is making him a little anxious.

Still, he's shown up at Nate's apartment, more or less dressed for the occasion in jeans, sneakers, a longsleeved teeshirt, and an open button down. He's left his gun at home but has his badge with him simply because it's his focus, and he'd rather have it on him, but it's not like it's dangerous or likely to get in the way. So he should be good, at least once he can get over his nervousness.]

[Everyone on their assigned tasks for the moment and that mess of a conversation finally finished, Lance takes a moment to step outside for some air and some quiet, if just for a few minutes. There are enough people that Name should be fine for a short time.

But there are still some things Lance needs to go over individually, and so before he ducks out of the lab he shoots Nate a glance, a clear 'we should talk privately'.]

[Presumably, Nate acts like an average human and sleeps sometime at night. To be safe, she chooses around 2 am to cast her spell. If it fails due to him being awake, well. She'll just try again periodically until she gets in. Easy enough.

Whatever Nate is dreaming about, she'll just insert herself. For the first time in this city, she doesn't aim for something monstrous, doesn't want to warp his dream into a soul-rending nightmare. Just wants to talk. Also wants to look around at this dream of his because hey, snooping on people's subconscious thoughts? Pretty fun. But mostly she just looks relaxed, and actually waves if she can spot a representation of him in his own mind.]

Hello, Nate.

kick his ass baby ill hold your flower
also like
dont think im gonna shut up cuz like
boi

Going to need to add Armitage Hux to your list.

[However Nate manages to find it, a paper has been left tacked to his door the day of the 24th, a scribbled message on it with a drawing of a bush and a candle on top. The whole thing manages to glow slightly and smell like wassail, though how it's doing that makes no logical sense. The text upon it is loopy and sloppy, and reads:]

You're Invited!

What: It's Candlenights, baby!
When: Tomorrow
Where: Horny House (y'know, Lup and Taako's place)
Details: Wear pants, bring gifts, prepare to lose both

We know you're not doing anything better with your time! You better be there!

[It looks inviting enough- or so Taako thought. But the party is real, and they hope he'll attend.]

[...to shortly after she came to her senses following this bit of what the hell.]

Hey. Ssssssso. Remember when we were inexplicably pissy with each other, and everyone we didn't like suddenly seemed like an awesome new pal?

[It's hot out and for once, that's a damn good thing.

When the event finally ended, Taako kicked himself for everything that happened and let himself get over it. Fucking liches, doing dumb shit, fucking with them all over again. After that, he texted the two people who really needed it; Lucretia, and Nate. Lucretia got her own message, but Nate's was pretty simple.]

im not mad at you
jsyk

[Except now it's been about four days and Taako's decided that if he's going to be out here feeling things, he's going to go make sure Nate's going to speak to him ever again. He doesn't quite have the hang of being any of the native flora and fauna yet, but Taako's been to a lot of planets and he figures Nate doesn't know what the jungle animals look like yet either, so he picks a strange looking bird from cycle 34 and starts ducking through the trees.

It's warm out, so Nate will be here somewhere. It's just a matter of finding him and then forcing a conversation.

Man, he can't believe he's the one fucking doing this. Emotions suck.]

Hey, how do you feel about doing some translation of Null menu screens?

Hey, I know you've probably already explored every inch of this place already, but I'm bored and want to go jungle-hiking. Just not alone.

[He's pretty sure he'd be fine, but no need to take stupid chances. Besides, framing it this way might make Nate more likely to agree if there's any remaining awkwardness from the whole event disaster.]

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