over the shoulder

her bare feet seem to be saying 'we have come so far'

Who: Sheila And You. At Least One Of You
When: Backdated to the 24th, before the icicle blast.
Where: A Random Roman Catholic Church in the Port. (Y'know there is one) (Somewhere)
Summary: Sheila finally finds a church at the Port. It's time to reflect. And, perhaps, socialize.
Warnings: Nothing. This is basically because I've missed out on so many awesome events. Sheila survived the bombing at the Towers via luck (Because her mun has no time - what's that again?; and this post chooses to reflect that. Wanna be the person who guided her to safety?

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[closed] Out of mind, forget it, there's nothing to lose

Who: Caster and Pickles
When: Jan 20th-24th
Where: The Tower Apartments
Summary: A cloaked magic woman and a drummer with a substance abuse problem are stuck together in a snowstorm for days on end. It's like a sitcom, or a social experiment gone horribly wrong (though seriously, is there a difference between the two?)
Warnings: Probably nothing except for adult language and attempted abuse of cleaning products.

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self-made masterpiece

Be our guest: [Semi-open] Refugees settling in => snowstorm shenanigans

Who: the House, Aoko, Kaito, Mitch Hundred, Iroh, and Aurican
When: From the day after the towers bombing through the snowstorm event.
Where: At the House!
Summary: Some fussing, some getting to know each other, and lots of delicious food.

Warnings: Clean as the House's polished diamond windows, you guys. Unless someone goes crazy and starts stabbing their housemates during the storm. >3

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