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[wolf_faerie]

[So the hazmats are gone! Hurrah! But Aisling is still wary of them. The past week has been pretty rough on her, what with her friends dying and houses on her street getting burned to the ground and having to stay inside all the time.

But she's found a way to occupy herself, because Halloween Samhain is coming up! So she's sitting on the front

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[perfektsymmetry]

[Guess who's stopping by to check up on you? Crowe approaches with a little wave hello. He's defnitely not his usual cheerful self, but he does his best to put on a smile.]

Hey Aisling. What are you up to?

[wolf_faerie]

[Aisling isn't in the best of moods herself, but carving these turnips has turned out to be a pretty good distraction from all the insanity from the past few days. She looks up when she hears him.]

Oh, Crowe. I'm getting ready for Samhain. Or...Halloween.

[perfektsymmetry]

I can't believe it's almost here. It snuck up fast, didn't it?

[He sits down next to her to check out her work.] Turnips, eh?

[wolf_faerie]

Yes, it did. I almost forgot about it, with everything that went on...

[But never mind that!] Yes! They'll keep the evil spirits away from the house when Samhain comes.

[artwithknives]

Why are you...

...turnips? Really?

[wolf_faerie]

Yes. Why not?

[artwithknives]

Turnips are kind of gross.

[wolf_faerie]

Yes, but they're good for carving faces in.

[toothlessfury]

[One of your turnips is missing. And there is a dragon coughing because that was the worst thing he ever tasted. He's got a bit of turnip in his teeth.

Sorry Aisling.]

[wolf_faerie]

[Aisling would be a lot angrier if it wasn't someone she knew.]

They aren't very tasty, are they?

[toothlessfury]

[He coughs up some more. He now knows that turnips are neither friend nor food. So he might be growling at the pile.]

[wolf_faerie]

[She laughs.] It's alright. You don't have to eat them. I'm carving faces on them!

[godisachild]

[Well, okay. Pokey just kind of has to stop and stare at that. That's both...kind of cool and stupid in his mind.]

You're supposed to use pumpkins.

[wolf_faerie]

Hm? [She looks up.]

Where I'm from, people use turnips.

[godisachild]

Why?

I mean, aren't they hard to carve crap into?

[wolf_faerie]

Not if your knife is sharp enough!

[Holds up the knife. It's a big one.]

[wolf_faerie]

Heehee~

Do you want one, Cuchulainn? You can carve a face in it and put it outside your house.

[wolf_faerie]

Alright then!

[She turns to her pile of turnips, picks one, and holds it out to him.] Here!