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[wendigoner]

[ It's Hannah's network debut! The teen looks cheerful enough, for a person trapped in a monster-infested cave nightmare, standing in front of one of her city-decoration projects. ]

Does it work? I know everyone hates when people hit "reply to all" on e-mail, but I haven't really used this thing yet, and I thought I should introduce myself to everyone. We're all stuck here, so... better to have names to go with the faces, right?

[ Hannah, no, this isn't an online college course. ]

My name's Hannah - Hannah Washington. My brother Josh is here, too, and... I'm from the same place as Chris, Ashley, and Emily, if you've met them.

[ She isn't exactly sure how long her friends have been in Hadriel, but it's been longer than her own one-month period for sure. ]

Um - So, I got some cookies for painting, I guess. From Hope, maybe? Are they safe to eat? I know that the "gods" aren't all the same in how bad they are, but if there's any chance of them being risky, maybe it'd be better to throw them away.

[ Hannah pauses, tucking some hair behind her ear. Behind her, occasionally visible, are paintings of butterflies on the walls. ]

Any tips for a cave-city newbie?

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[valiantabsurdity]

From Lir to the maid, Hannah, with greetings —

First, I wish you well and welcome to the darkened home in which we find ourselves. Or still search for ourselves. It is a difficult thing to tell, when men have begun self-discovery, let alone when they have completed it. But I hope your journey in that has proven fruitful, and that you can account for some, or most parts of your person.

I have not yet made the warm acquaintance of your kin, but I am certain they are most kind.

As for your question, if you mean to be rid of your pastries, may I ask the service of your crumbs? I seek to lure in pigeons for Hope to witness. If you know nothing of pigeons, please do not alarm yourself. They are fickle, spoiled birds of white or grey plumage with a fondness for stepping on your feet.

With sharp regard,

Lir

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[wendigoner]

[ what the frickle frack cadillac did she just read ]

um? thank you?
i don't think i'm here for self discovery but that's a nice thought. i think.

josh is a good guy. hope you get to meet him.

you want the cookie crumbs? ummm
okay! i guess that's fine.
why does hope need to see pigeons though?

[valiantabsurdity]

From Lir to the maid Hannah,

I thank you the gift of your scraps and promise to endeavour that it should be used wisely and with kindness.

I thought to introduce him to pigeons. He says he does not know them by name or likeness, and so I could see no fault in giving him this small pleasure. Very small, in fact. We can only summon the most modest of creatures with such a thin offering as mere crumbs.

If, like the maid Maketh, you have your own qualms about friend Hope and his doings, I understand. You may withhold your crumbs, and I shall not trouble you for them any further.

With reverence,

Lir

[wendigoner]

why would you want to show him pigeons though?
they don't do much and they're not really interesting or anything

i don't really mind hope. you can still have the crumbs.