December FamMeet

[cleavethetides]

Who: The Grove
What: Town Hall
When: Mid-Late December
Where: Inn Lobby
Warnings: Child death mentions, torture, body horror all probably will be brought up.

[ In the morning, Irene will trek around the Grove to knock on doors and let everyone know she's setting up a information sharing meeting in the Inn's lobby. She figures there would be best, considering the new fireplace (thread pending on my behalf) set up and the fact it's about as safe as they're going to get.

Irene also lets everyone know that any fights and any blatant drama starters will be met with punishment. She doesn't elaborate on this further. Zahliya is invited. Irene tells Moder if she wants to sit by the door to listen, she can. She does not invite the merchant siblings, however - though she'll make no objections if someone else does.

She seems to be writing things down in their shared journals this meeting so people can reference this later. ]

Comments

[oleaeuropaea]

Yes, Miss Irene! Sure thing, Miss Irene.

[Rapid nodding as he positions himself under Wolfwood. Arms out. Ready to catch Bridal style.]

[cleavethetides]

[ …Fine. She lowers Wolfwood. Gently. ]

[lupusxylem]

[Yes, Irene, because trying to leave is a CRIME now-

But at this point, Wolfwood is basically at her mercy. He remains stuck up there, the wind blasting his hair back, until she lowers him down towards Vash, who will be able to catch him without much problem. Boyfriend(???) has been deposited.

He is also vibrating with rage and perhaps seconds from leaping from Vash's arms and fighting somebody please hold him down before he kills someone-]

[cleavethetides]

[ Irene’s rapier/Arts conduit is still out and she’s ready to use it again if he starts a scene again. ]

[oleaeuropaea]

[Vash only seems to realize just how gay this is the second Wolfwood is in his arms. Nevertheless, he holds him pretty securely, for both of their benefits.]

C'mon, let's sit back down. Take a breather, yeah?

[He will avoid Little Wolf'ing for the next 5 minutes at east.]

[lupusxylem]

[Irene's rapier is plenty enough to keep Wolfwood at bay, but couple that with the fact that he's being carried in Vash's arms and the entire room of people is looking at them?

Yeah, the fight leaves him pretty damn fast.

He will get himself down from Vash's arms as soon as he's able, snatching the Punisher up from the floor. He's breathing heavily, avoiding everyone's gaze...but notably, he does go back with Vash to sit down, instead of going back to hide beside the wall.]

[oleaeuropaea]

[Is Vash sitting a little closer than before? Leaning just a little extra, comforting weight on him? Maybe. Don't worry about it.]

Don't worry. I've got your back.

[lupusxylem]

[Though Wolfwood doesn't say anything, staring now obstinately at one of the walls, he does lean back against Vash. It's appreciated.

What he wouldn't give to be able to smoke right now, but he's pretty sure he'd be shot on sight, so-]

*old man voice*

[succiduous]

How sweet. Enciodes and I were like this when we were fifteen.

[Sips his tea. Shit eating grin.]

[cleavethetides]

I don’t think that’s the burn you think it is, Gnosis.

[succiduous]

Well, it has been twenty-one years since—

[.....

Oh yeah. He's old. Nevermind.

Tea sipping intensifies he's done thanks.]

[oleaeuropaea]

Aw, is Enciodes your pal too? Everyone needs a good friend to keep them in check!

[He's waiting to catch Wolfwood still.]

[succiduous]

Partner.

[Sips.]

Thorn in my side. Pain in my tailfeathers.

[......]

Husband.

[sesa]

[Sesa, across the room, covers his face with both hands.]

[oleaeuropaea]

Aw, that's real sweet.

[Give him a second -]

H-hey, wait! Nick and I aren't like that! We're just pals! Traveling partners! Buddies! You know -

[succiduous]

[Baby gays...........]

A few more lonesome nights on the road surrounded by nothing but the stars and the warmth of a campfire will change that for you swiftly.

[oleaeuropaea]

Nah, nah! We had plenty of those already!

[He is just going to hide in his giant hood now thank you.]

[succiduous]

[Alright baby gays you enjoy denying your feelings, Gnosis will be over here taking unrelated notes.]