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[ Curufin is standing at the eastern edge of the Orchard, whose branches are green-leaved and some heavy with fruit. One of the firetrucks is parked behind him. Nearby are tables stacked with baskets and boxes, for the collection of fruit, plus vegetables, herbs and other edible plants that are growing in gardens amongst the trees. Another table is covered with dishes of food and glasses of wine and other beverages, refreshments for the workers. (This post is backdated to May 21.) ]

A few days ago Dr. Sweets was talking to the community about organizing supplies for the upcoming relocation to another planet. Various efforts are now underway.

At the moment, we are harvesting the Orchard for anything that can be stored or cached, in case the trees are damaged in the move or the new planet's climate is cold or hot enough to kill off the trees and plants.

The Fire Brigade is volunteering a fire engine to be a transport vehicle for whatever we collect today and in the next few days. We need to get the produce to locations where it can be stored safely.

And for that, we need some locations! Would anybody like to volunteer or suggest some?

We could use some more help with the picking, too! Everybody welcome! We have food and drink for you -- harvesting is thirsty work, and hungry work.

I understand that some of you have gardens here in the Orchard. We won't touch your plants without your permission. Just let us know. If you are donating your produce, we'll help pick it, if you like.

imhisaunt

[Delmar has pink frosting smeared on his cheek that he hasn't realized is there yet, but aside from that, or perhaps because of it, he looks his usual chipper self, grinning widely and hands fluttering in a wave at the screen]

Hello, everyone! I just wanted to make sure that all of you new folks knew about The Bear Hug Bakery.

[He lifts up the phone and turns about so that he can get a quick, albeit shaky, scan of the cheerful yellow bakery]

Everyone is welcome and if you have any favorite pastries you just go ahead and let me know and I will try and make it for you. Also we could always use more helpers if you'd like to lend us a hand.

Have a good day!

imhisaunt

I'm sorry.

[Delmar's phone is sitting in his lap as a thumb presses worriedly into the flesh of his lower lip. His eyes are angry red at the edges, cheeks still damp though at this moment he's not crying.]

I'm so very sorry. I'm sorry that I...

[He keeps getting to this point. He's started that sentence again and again in his mind but when he tries to finish it there's a static of thousands of things he's sorry for. He's sorry for the son his parents never had in him. For denying them that version of their lives in which their eldest son was someone they could be proud of. He's sorry for the big brother he's denied his siblings because he couldn't not be himself. Because he couldn't want to not be himself.

He's sorry that he's not sorry for who he loves. He's sorry he never tried hard enough to be sorry for it. He's sorry that he saw all those wishes that he would change. All those hopes that he would 'grow out of it' 'fix himself' 'stop being selfish' ...and tossed them away.

He's sorry because shouldn't he have done those things? Shouldn't he have put his family first? His friends?

He's sorry. Confused. Tired. And sorry he's not smart enough to finish this sentence]

.....All of these are...for all of you.

[He simply turns the phone to show a platter of row upon row of small cupcakes with 'sorry' written on them]

They are here at the bakery....

[And he starts to open his mouth as though to say something else. But instead he just ends the feed]

imhisaunt

Hello, everyone.

[Delmar's smiling, though its a bit distant. He's lost in thought mostly, mind wandering elsewhere, somewhere among old New York tenement houses and the chilly winter waters along Rockaway.]

I just realized that, um, that with how long I've been here, I'm probably 64 by now. Isn't that strange? Or...or maybe that isn't so strange...maybe I should have thought of that sooner.....

[His voice trails off, a little embarrassed, but after a moment he clears his throat and starts again]

It just made me think about how many of us miss birthdays and all those special occasions from back home because we're here. So I just wanted to wish everyone who has missed their birthdays too a belated happy birthday and to say that...that once Hope is recovered and the bakery has more ingredients, I'll make a birthday cake every day so that at least there will be something to make it a little special...

[He's not had a birthday party since he was a small child but he had always hoped to throw them for a special someone or for nieces and nephews. Delmar had had visions of little cone hats and baking cakes some someone could blow out the candles. Life hadn't gone that way, but at least maybe here it could, if only in a small way]

And, um, well that's all I wanted to say. Have a good day, everyone.

evocation

Hey. Uh... I've never posted to the network before, huh? I'm Kyna.

[Kyna helpfully wiggles her fingers in a little wave. She's very clearly some kind of elf, with pointy ears and all.]

So, my magic's back, which is good, since a lot of things want to fucking kill us here. Anyway, I'm offering lessons or whatever. I'm an evocation wizard, which means I know a lot of spells that blow shit up, but I know defensive magic too, if that's your bag. No healing spells, though. Find a cleric for that.

Oh, yeah, this probably goes without saying but, you know, bloodthirsty assholes need not apply. If I've heard sketchy shit about you I'm not teaching you.

[She pauses for a moment, head tilting as she thinks.]

Yep, that's it. Let me know.

wormintheglass

[The feed opens with Bianca singing unaccompanied: her voice is deep, rich, compelling, and pitch perfect. She breaks off after a few lines.]

Good morning, my dear Hadriel, and a very warm welcome to our newest residents. I am Bianca, and I'm here to ease your days, lighten your hearts and perhaps even ruffle your feathers!

It's always a turbulent time, when the door opens and strangers from all over the multiverse land haplessly in the sands of the Colosseum. Allow me, my new friends, to point you towards two useful features on the communication device you've been given - one is my dear friend Mello's guide for those new to the city and the other is a concise history of Hadriel as we know it, by the same author. I hope you savour his salty prose as much as I!

But enough about practical matters. Let us talk to each other, dear Hadriel. What makes you angry? What do you need to get off your chest? Tell Bianca. I am listening.

(Soundtrack)

imhisaunt

[Today is one of those days that the loneliness that always follows just a few paces behind Delmar has caught up with him. It's for no reason in particular. It's not been a bad day, nothing specific has happened. He woke up with it wrapped around him like a blanket he can't shrug off. It's not the oppressive, sharp type of loneliness that cause a breakdown, just a quiet kind that perhaps makes that space on the other side of the bed feel that much emptier, the quiet seem heavier, or make him look that little bit older when he gazes in the mirror.

Back home he'd escape through his television. He'd bundle himself into his favorite armchair and let himself get lost in his favorite soap opera, the romance, the drama...it'd keep him company.

But he doesn't have something like that here, so in a small attempt to distract himself, he turns to the network. He's sitting at his kitchen table when he turns on the video and perhaps looks a little bit tired. Not ill or injured, nothing like that, but perhaps the bright and chipper Delmar just seems somewhat less vibrant today.]

Do, um, do any of you have things that...that you know you'll never get to do?

[He's looking more at his fingers that are knotting nervously with each other than he is at the screen]

I've been so blessed since I came here. So many people have been so very nice to me.... I am so lucky with all my friends.... but, um--

[His hands shift then, palms now laying flat against the surface of the table]

--But sometimes its hard to not think about home.

[And how none of the wonderful things he's been given here will be there when he goes back. His thoughts try to add a hopeful 'if'...if he goes back...but today the 'if' feels like the fairy stories parents tell their children]

imhisaunt

[Delmar is sitting in a cheerful looking room that has been done up in shades of delicate yellows and warm maroons. Seel's handiwork. As for Delmar himself, although he's been forced by the heat to relinquish his beloved sweaters and scarves in favor of a tank top, has still wrapped himself up in a pastel shawl, a way to stay cool without having to be uncovered. He doesn't mind the heat so much if he stays inside, but he cannot stand the thought of being so uncovered.

Despite this little personal dilemma, Delmar looks shy but cheerful as he gives the screen a little wave of his hand]

Hello, everyone, it's Delmar. I just wanted to make a little announcement.

[He then gestures to the room around him]

Thanks to the very very big help of the wonderful Seel the bakery is ready to open. And thanks to Mr. Hope I have a month's supply of ingredients.

[They've been in his apartment during the whole Null invasion, but to his good fortune they have survived.]

Also, if there's anyone who might be interested in helping out here please don't be shy. Everyone is welcome and I would be very grateful for the help. And if you don't know how to bake that is perfectly alright, I would be more than happy to teach you.

[He laces his fingers together before remembering something and getting up to grab something off screen]

Oh! And I've decided to name it the 'Bear Hug' Bakery [He returns into view with his two teddy bears, Harlan Jr. and the lampshade bear, Beauregard, both in knitted sweaters] I know it might sound silly but...well... [A bashful look] ...I thought it was cute.

Anyway, that's all I wanted to say. I hope you all have a good day.

imhisaunt

[Delmar looks notably un-Delmar-esque as he waves into the camera. He's set it up a few paces away from himself, dressed in a plain white t-shirt and dark trousers, the whole of him covered in dust and smudges of dirt. Even his normally perfectly groomed hair is going every which way in short tufts. But despite the fact that he looks like he just climbed out of a dumpster on a construction site, he's smiling]

Hello, everyone. I'm sorry to trouble you but, well, um, I was hoping maybe some of you might be able to help. I need anyone who knows how to build and fix things. There's certainly a lot that needs to be fixed

[He casts an anxious glance around at the ruined building he's standing in before straightening with a thoughtful hum]

Perhaps I should explain myself a bit better.

[Or at all]

You see I have spoken to Hope and Hope has very kindly agreed to help me start up a bakery! [His grin returns as quickly as it had left and he clasps his hands together in his excitement]

But in order to get it going, I need to fix up one of the abandoned buildings here in town. [He pats a nearby wall as he would a good dog] I've picked one but it's far more than I can fix by myself. So if maybe its not too much trouble I would very much appreciate any help.

[A hesitation as he tries to remember if there's anything else]

Thank you very much for your time. Good day!

puzzlingly

「Good morning, Hadriel. How's your day? Hopefully better than this guy's!

Said guy appears on the little screen of your devices, drenched and with semi covered in... what is that? Foam? (yes, yes, before you ask, that spiky hairdo is totally flatten and looking rather normal...)

Why you see, someone decided to finally do laundry.

Someone who never, in his whole life, had touched a washing machine... and never an alien looking one. Well, he had to at least try, Yugi made it look so easy (or his mom!)! Plus, getting new clothes from the stores at any opportunity given, can only be a good idea for so long before the pile starts... well, you know, pilling up!

And that's why you see on the background (and if you happen to be around)... this humongous amount of foam coming out from one of those new houses. The big one, btw, because this small guy needs all that space, sure...

Why didn't this thing come with instructions... HE'S A PRO AT READING INSTRUCTIONS!

Good Ra, help him...」

Hmm... I... 「 This is hard. 」 I seem to require some... assistance, here...

Thank you.

imhisaunt

Good morning, everyone!

[Delmar waves with a timid excitement at the screen, blushing in his shyness but it's taken him an hour to work up the courage to make this announcement and so he's got to go through with it now or never! And in his anxiousness he hasn't even realized that there are a few drops of yellow and pink paint on his cheek]

I was wondering if, um, if perhaps anyone wasn't busy if they'd like to come help me paint the walls of my apartment? I thought they were too dreary so I wanted to brighten them.

[He fumbles a bit with the phone to get a view of where he's painted one part of a wall with a cheerful and child-like representation of New York with a bright sun and clouds above it. He then returns the screen to himself]

Anyone is more than welcome, I have paint and I also have treats if anyone might be hungry.

[Delmar then looks uncertain, unsure what else to say]

T-that is all. Thank you!

imhisaunt

Hello? Excuse me? Hello?

[It is immediately clear that the person recording this is very new to the concept of cellphones, let alone video recordings. And for the moment texts are simply out of the question, after all it was only by sheer happenstance that Delmar stumbled upon the video record button in the first place. Therefore, the screen starts out all too close to a single bright brown iris as Delmar tries to ascertain if this strange little device is on but soon enough he gets his baring and holds it out at arm's length, blinking up at it shyly. His front teeth trap his lower lip a moment as he pokes a finger timidly at the screen]

Oh dear, I hope this is working. Hello [A little awkward wave] I am very sorry to trouble all of you, but I was, um, I was hoping to perhaps find a person who might know how to sew? I know a little but not enough for--Ah. Right I should show you, shouldn't I?

[He daintily sets down the phone and shuffling noises can be heard as he grabs for something. After a moment he returns, holding up a strange teddy bear - lamp fusion ]

-- I was hoping maybe somebody could help me with this. I do feel sorry for him. I would like it very much if he could get the chance to be a real teddy bear. That would be nice, wouldn't it?

[Delmar smiles at it a second before patting it and setting it back down somewhere offscreen.]

Thank you all very much for your time. I hope I have not inconvenienced any of you.

[His eyes go wide as he is struck by his own forgetfulness ]

Oh- And my name is Delmar. Hello!

[Another little wave followed by a bit more fumbling before the video ends]

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