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[quotability]

hi allie

[mayorly]

Grizz. You settling in okay?

[quotability]

yeah, i think so
are you?

[mayorly]

I'm trying?
It feels like I've been holding my breath

[quotability]

it's weird, right? being here
getting on with life even though we're dead

[mayorly]

The funny thing? It reminds me of New Ham
In some ways anyway

[quotability]

honestly? me too

[mayorly]

Makes you wonder

— text / @parker.

[webshoots]

[ he messages a day or so after the incident with the ferry, when he's had time to feel a little less wound up about it all. ]

So, I think you've earned the right to say 'I told you so'...

@newham

[mayorly]

If it makes you feel any better I wish I'd been wrong.

[webshoots]

Boy, if only my mood was boosted every time someone felt a tinge of regret.

That's not really why I messaged you though.

I'm willing to admit that I don't really have much experience as far as 'finding myself trapped with a small group of individuals on a planet somewhere in the multiverse, possibly not quite in the realm of the living, waiting to be devoured by world eating alien creatures while ALSO doing a enactment of the Blair Witch Project mixed with Robinson Crusoe.'

Which is... my way of asking: what do we do next? I know, I know, not everyone's going to want to work together, as much as I'm pretty sure that'd make this easier, but... What worked for you?

[mayorly]

You should probably know that my experience might not be that helpful in this situation. I led our group and its what got me killed.

Not just me.

I'll still tell you everything I know but I figure you had a right to know how bad it can be if people don't want to work together.

[webshoots]

[ OH JEEZ. that's not

where he wanted this conversation to go right off the bat. ]

I'm sorry.

[ is the first message, sent after a slight delay. it's followed by another delay because for as much as they're apparently all dead, it's still not something he's entirely comfortable with talking about quite so cavalierly when it's literally anyone that isn't himself, when it's not simply an abstract 'oh and supposedly, we died.' ]

I know I might sound pretty ...optimistically naïve at times, but I promise you, I know how bad it can get. I know what happens when people disagree, even about stupid, ridiculous things. What happens when they disagree when they're stressed and they're tired, and it's about something they feel deeply about.

I don't know that we'll be able to help everyone, but ... it's worth a shot, right? The alternative is something I really don't want to consider.

[mayorly]

It's okay.

[ Well. It's not. There's nothing about what happened that is okay but there's a reason she's been reluctant to offer suggestions to the group. ]

Boredom is the worst. People do dumb things when they're bored. Having some structure will help especially with the darkness. I was thinking about what that Doctor said. Alarms might help to regulate people but having a sense of purpose will probably help more. We did group meals and work rosters. They rotated so nobody got stuck with a crappy job.

We had a group called The Guard. They were in charge of protecting the town. Trying to keep law and order. They had to guard the food stores so that people didn't raid it.

We had to take all the guns but I doubt that would go down well with most of the people I've seen here.

Basically we had to look at everything like it was a finite resource. Things can change really fast and if they do it can only get a lot worse.

[ All of that paints a much bleaker picture than he was probably expecting and that was Allie softening things. ]

[webshoots]

You mean, like sinking a ferry?

The thing with a group like -- The Guard is that it creates a power imbalance, and I don't know how well that'd sit here. Outside of weapons, we've got people with powers and abilities that ordinary humans don't have a shot against. Runs the risk of breeding resentment, I guess. You saw how Quentin's request for a list or register of superpowered individuals went, right?

Speaking of things changing really fast... You know what happened with the lighthouse and the party, right? With the spirits.

[mayorly]

The same thing happened in New Ham. The problem was that we needed a way to keep order but the people who kept order got bigger ideas.

[ She said she'd be honest. Honesty wasn't always pretty. ]

I heard they attacked people? Nobody has told me the whole story.

text | @kol | backdated to sometime during 1 nov

[unpredict]

[ with everyone's missing items turning up at the church, including one of his shoes he didn't even notice was missing, kol hadn't been able to spot a necklace of the same description of allie's. either the culprit wasn't one of the spirits... or she'd gotten in far earlier than him. sometimes kol's not quite the early riser most vampires are stereotyped to be. ]

Did you end up finding your necklace?

[ he'll still tear shit down if need be. ]

[mayorly]

Technically somebody else did but I do have it back.

[No need to mention the part where she had searched the church and come up empty, only to discover somebody else had taken her necklace to seek out the owner.]

No town destruction required :)

[unpredict]

And to think I just got started.

[ bit delayed there, kol! but some trees did get their branches unceremoniously torn off in a huff. ]

I take it it's also in one piece?

[ town destruction still remains on the table. ]

[mayorly]

Do you want me to pretend I didn't so you can wreak a little more havoc?

[ She's joking, Kol. You cannot use that as a permission slip to start razing. ]

And back where it belongs.

[ Presumably, around her neck. After a lengthy pause; ]

Thank you.

[unpredict]

[ she didn't end it with /s so that means it's permission!!!!

although kol's lived for a thousand years and more, the one thing he's never quite come across in his time is a thank you. witches seem arrogant in their learnings from him, his family is incredibly obnoxious, and kol has never really uttered the words in his long life himself. ]

It's the least I could do.

[ could've killed some people and made them double dead, too!!! ]

If you lose something again, can you tell me so I can wreak a little havoc on the town? I had a whole grand plan and timelines.

[mayorly]

I don't just mean for preparing to destroy Beacon in search of it.

[ He had been exactly what she'd needed at a time when she needed it most and she couldn't allow that to pass without acknowledging it in some way. ]

Only if you promise not to 'steal' my things just so you can see this plan in action.

[unpredict]

I didn't realise you were such a spoilsport.

[ that's… something he would do so he has an opportunity to be charming. goddamnit, hollywood—why did you out him? ]

I promise I have no nefarious plan involving stealing your things and being "surprised" that I find them up my sleeve.

[ his fingers aren't even crossed! ]

But you will be sorry that I don't.

AT HER HOUSE

[lunchbreaks]

[ On the morning of the 25th, Allie might wake up to find a parcel on her doorstep containing a package of linzer tarts. They are um, slightly misshapen. There's a note attached stating "To Allie, From Aziraphale." ]

/text -- backdated to Dec. 24

[notthatjason]

[Attached is a picture taken just outside the church. It's a small army of tiny snowmen (no taller than 5-10 inches) or perhaps more accurately snow sigillaria. If you look, each snowman has an initial on its belly to correspond to the people Jason considers himself close to. Written in the snow are the words: Happy Saturnalia & Merry Christmas.

He couldn't find enough gifts for everyone he wanted to, so he sculpted these an sent out a sort of Christmas card instead. Of course, the snowmen are still there in person for the foreseeable future.]