Who: 1. Anyone who isn't dead, but particularly delegation volunteers 2. Anyone who cares to be there!
When: Wednesday - midday and then evening
Where: a. The grand entry to one of Milena's homes in Dismas. 2. A makeshift clinic in the lot where the circus once operated.
Format: Any you like.
What: a. A pre-delegation gathering to rally the
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[There is food laid out, and you are told to help yourself.]
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She's nervous, but she's not about to show that in this room. There will be time for thinking about this in depth when it's over.]
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After that, it was just a matter of making his way through the gathering people to the lady in question. He stops a respectful distance before her and smiles a small, friendly smile as he offers her a proper bow.
As he raises once more, he meets her gaze with a steady blue eye.]
...Miss Asellus, I believe? Mi'lady Milena mentioned we might work together, so I thought I'd introduce myself. Fai, at your service.
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It's a pleasure, Fai. I wish it were under better circumstances, but it seems I can't escape revolutions. [But for all her light words and smiles, there's a weariness in her red-violet eyes, and she's uncomfortable in the heavier, more formal clothing she chose to continue the illusion of a real delegation of supplicants. Half of the magic of Charm is appearances, after all.] Anyway, it's better that we don't do this as strangers, right? That might be strange to her, and my work will be easier if she's not suspicious in the first place.
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[Anatolians and Scorched alike mill in the space, protecting one another, healing one another. For one moment, at least, the city's factions seem at peace with one another, united in suffering, and in triumph.]
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She'll be spending the night with a bottle of wine in her house, though. A lot of the past few days has been very taxing.]
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[And there he is again: the slender silver-haired man with the perpetual grin.]
Looks like it took a lot out of ya.
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It's.... A lot harder to maintain than it was back home. [She's not sure exactly how she feels about that, or about the fact that her skills are no longer really a secret... but it hardly matters. This was more important than being mysterious.] I feel like I've aged twenty years. [It'd been very difficult as the procession went on and on, but she'd managed to keep pouring Charm into the queen while maintaining that 'the girl's sweet, but she's really not that bright, is she?' face. When they'd gotten back here, when everything had calmed down, she'd had to push to take a seat of her own volition instead of just collapsing.
But she's not too tired to joke a little.] Maybe I should start draining the life out of people next. As far as I know, I don't have any vengeful daughters.
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