event: it came from the dairy aisle

[mayfield_mods]

[At 11:59 PM on Saturday, there's a loud whirring sound in the sky. One of the spaceships wobbles and then crashes dramatically to earth, landing just outside Mayfield near the entrance to the highway

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Mingleminglemingle

[ooeeooahah]

[ Though seeing Ilsa in an angel's robes and wings is a bit laughable, it was the only one she found in her size. ]

[ That's her story and she's sticking to it. ]

Re: Mingleminglemingle

[velesdonnersen]

[He's Tarvek Sturmvoraus, GENTLEMAN ADVENTURER! He hasn't had to trust Mayfield to supply a costume (though he will confess, it did add a really GREAT pair of Gentleman Adventurer boots -- better than he'd come up with!). No, instead he's wearing the costume he made for himself, and he's Simply Dashing!]

Hey, angel-lips. Wanna go on an adventure with me?

[ooeeooahah]

[ That gets a raised eyebrow with the laugh. ]

Thought we already were on one.

[velesdonnersen]

[Glee, and still more Simply Dashing-ness.]

Ah, that was before you met me as Tarvek Sturmvoraus, GENTLEMAN ADVENTURER!

It's going to be a lot more adventure-y now that I'm in costume. I even have a Really Good Greatcoat.

And look: a sexy black ribbon to tie my pony-tail.

And a hat. You can't be a really superb Gentleman Adventurer and ahve the Right Kind of Adventures without a Really Good Hat.

[Lowers his voice.]

That's how Indiana Jones does it, you know. It's all in the hat.

[ooeeooahah]

I did not know that.

[ She grins at his preening. ]

Now I wish I'd thought ahead enough to dress for the occasion before getting here.

Placeholder for now.

[prpl_assistant]

(Miss Pauling isn't in a costume, but she is still going to walk up and chat with you.)

Good evening Dr Ilsa. Your costume looks very nice on you, is it one of the ones provided by the town?

Re: Placeholder for now.

[ooeeooahah]

Thanks, it was - I originally came out to just see what the commotion was.

[ She shrugs, and the wings follow the movement. ]

Seemed like a good idea.

[welljustwatchme]

[It's towards the end of the night. That is the only excuse really valid for the fact that Canada is rosy-cheeked and smiling beneath the red riding hood befitting someone dressing as Little Red Riding Hood for the occaision. Feel free to guess what she's been up to for the past few hours, hanging out mostly near wherever drinks were most readily available. She greets Ilsa with a hug.]

I'm so glad you're not dead.

[ooeeooahah]

Hey, good to see you not dead...

[ Ilsa looks her over, and Kumarie, and giggles. ]

Not the girl from east of the sun and west of the moon, but Little Red?

[welljustwatchme]

There are Scandinavians here that can do their own thing. Maman would want me to play with one of her stories, I'm sure of it.

[ooeeooahah]

Good reason as any.

Everybody you look after okay?

[welljustwatchme]

As okay as I can ask for, here. How about your lot?

[ooeeooahah]

Everyone came through okay, even the ones I abducted yesterday.

[welljustwatchme]

That's good. I'm... both awed and thankful for how quickly people here bounce back. [She smiles so broadly she giggles a little, by extension.] Such wonderful fighting spirits.

[ooeeooahah]

Luckily the Hayes' Code kept me from damaging them permanently. [ She laughs lightly at her joke. ]

But I wonder if they haven't bit off more than they can chew, trying to break so many.

[welljustwatchme]

[Canada blinks, lets that reference go over her head, and then gives a contemplative nod.]

They may have, or maybe they just don't care. Fear and chaos and waiting for something horrible to happen can do just as much damage as actually inflicting people with... whatever you want to classify those things all as. Like, maybe it's okay, because we're all freaked out anyway.