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[roseofthetyrells]

[brightly] Please leave your message after the beep! I look forward to hearing from you. Goodbye!

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backdated to 4/4

[so_dark_a_road]

[ This is later in the day or in the evening, after everybody's gone home. ]

Margaery, I left messages for my brothers, my son, and my cousin. Maglor is going to coordinate the warding of the Sewing Shop with the others. They'll get in touch with you as soon as they're embarked on the project, probably tonight or tomorrow.

How are you doing?

[audio] 4/10ish (yay, an inbox appears!)

[synthedick]

Miss Tyrell, it's Nick Valentine. I just wanted to see how you were holding up.

text.

[wantsnudes]

Hello, Queen Margaery. It is I, Yusuke Kitagawa. May I disturb you for just a moment?

text;

[knockthemdead]

I am not sure if this will reach you from out on the sea, but I wished to check in and ask after you. I hope you are well and safe.

Kravitz.

[so formal. what a nerd.]

text:

[itsnotaonesie]

Hey Margaery this is Peter :)

Remember that time when you were telling me about that demon and you were like 'hey run away from this demon'?

What exactly does this demon look like again? Asking for a friend.

(Text)

[stonebird]

My lady, are you well? Did you see that the demon has been brought to brief justice? I do worry for you once she frees herself. She does not seem the sort to learn her lesson.

[voice - backdated to mid-Fourth Wall]

[northerndragon]

Margaery.

We need to talk. I'm near the shore near your shop, but I can come to you.

video (backdated to 12/14)

[so_dark_a_road]

[ His voice is urgent, anxious, and somehow. . . otherworldly. He stands on the tundra plain, but there is something strange about the backdrop. It is the same world and yet isn't. It is as though the whole scene is painted on a rippling veil, and from behind it shines the eerie brilliant light of another world. ]

Margaery?

Voice

[utulien_aure]

Margaery?

[There’s something just slightly off about Fingon’s voice- something too clipped, as though he’s tightly restraining part of himself.]

Are you free at the moment? There is- [His voice catches slightly] I have news for you, and it is the kind better said in person.

action; 12/11

[hardwearing]

[ Wash enters the sewing shop the day after arrivals, with a large bag over his shoulder. He looks vaguely troubled, but that expression fades away behind a smile for Margaery when he spots her behind her table. ]

Hey Marg. I've got another job for you... I know I can't pay right now, but as soon as the gods get back?

voice

[uptightness]

Hey. It's Carolina.

[Social interactions, what are they? Combat is easier. Plan, strategize, attack... Bark orders. Follow Orders. Easy!]

You're good with a sword, right? Was looking to work on some of my skills and thought a partner would be beneficial.

Action | Valentine's Day!

[glazedonutholes]

[ It's Valentine's Day and Donut's all buttered up into his latest outfit all white feathers and toga garb. He's got his lucky bow and a slew of orders to fill! So, he does what Gods do best - he takes the easy way out. Being a literal Flower God chosen by Heaven Donut's got a few nifty abilities in times like these where he needs to delivery dozen and dozen of bouquets all in one day! He's like Santa Claus! And like Santa Claus he plays the part and dresses up in the good old white and red! One at a time, he picks up each special bouquet and teleports - bike and all - to each person!

One moment she might be at home, at the store, out hunting - wherever she might be Hadriel's local self-appointed Cupid comes a knocking wearing the traditional garb of his brethren sitting atop a decorated bike. ]

Hiya!

I'm the new Cupid in town with a Special Delivery!

[Video]

[vocarrah]

Lady Margaery.
[Ianchus isn't his usual overwhelmingly peppy self, but his smile is genuine. He looks...a little tired.]

I wanted to thank you for the gloves. Such incredible work, in such a short a time...Thank you so much. Is there any way I can repay you?