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[treadingturds]

If you asked Jocasta Wiggs why she hasn't been seen around that much recently, she'd tell you that she's just been.. elsewhere. Outside, she'd say. With the horses. Or training. Or in her room reading

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[stubborn_annie]

Neither of the Wellses has been here during the Bar-quakes, so Annie's unaware of the general malaise that may be going around. She slips into the Bar fresh from somewhere that smells like flour and looks like chaos, shaking her head a little as she hunts down some breakfast of her own.

[treadingturds]

Notifications are crap today, it appears. However, Jocasta looks up at her arrival, and smiles, liftin a hand to get her attention. "Good morning, Annie!"

[stubborn_annie]

The motion catches Annie's eye, but she recognises the voice, so she's smiling as soon as she turns. "Hallo, Jocasta!" she calls back warmly. "Good heavens, it's been a while. How've you been?"

[treadingturds]

"Very well, thank you." It's not a lie. It's... well, white lies don't count. "As well as can be expected with the quakes recently, anyway."

[treadingturds]

"I'm sorry?" Jocasta glances up, and shakes her head. "Oh, good morning, Mike. No, it's very tasty, thank you."

[treadingturds]

"Oh," Jocasta glances over at the clock, and nods. "I can understand. It's been difficult even for those of us not working all day and night."