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[distant_one]

[It's not D but his omen that approaches during the day, a crow with a scar line running down its back.

It uses its ability to function as an omni and emits the sound of several seconds of audio from certain network post]

Do I need to worry about Vi and Sharon

[Action]

[martyrofduty]

[ Duty pauses a moment and listens ]

No. Unless they interfere or you avoid his wrath.

text | un: sds

[fogsong]

[ this text comes through a few days after their conversation in the break room. ]

Hey. It's Sharon. I wanted to apologize for how our last convo ended. I haven't been doing well and that caught me off guard. [ she's typed that up a handful of times now. typed it up, erased it, and typed it up again. she quickly realized she wouldn't be happy with it no matter what and just hit send. ]

text | un: duty

[martyrofduty]

Hello Sharon. I appreciate the apology. I knew it would be a lot, but I prefer honesty.

Why haven't you been well?

Early October-- a string of text messages without context

[slightlytaller]

Lictor, classical Latin definition with explanations in English.

Explanation via Encyclopedia Brittanica.

Unless... John is a tabletop war gamer.

Don't ask, I didn't have the money to play.

Related:

Praetorian Guards seem more apt.

It has sources don't complain at me.

Not that the Greeks and Romans were that dissimilar. They had plenty of things in common. Region and Diet, for one.

Silphium went extinct in antiquity-- but it may have been rediscovered?

This is a classic. Sticky but good.

Here. Classical cookery.

Not that the Houses probably need to worry about salt curing in space.

[martyrofduty]

Food preservation matters.
Lyctors are not guards.
We are neither Greek nor Roman.
The July incident interrupted John's gaming group.
No amount of pre-Resurrection homework may be enough.
The slate was wiped clean enough.

Text | un: justafarmlad | 10/13/22

[justoscar]

Pyrrha.

Mom? I guess?

John's Network post set something in motion. I don't know what's going to happen, but people are pretty angry.

I'm doing what I can. Can you help keep too many people from getting hurt?

text | un: HBICk

[martyrofduty]

It's nice to read Mom.

It's setting multiple things in motion, I'm sure. Some of which I'm aware of. I'm sticking close here.

I'll do damage control, but the pressure needs to be released somehow. Hopefully via a safety valve and not an explosion.

text un: vi backdated 11/4

[faceblocks]

the tea at the outpost
is it matcha?
the one you have to whisk?

text | un: duty

[martyrofduty]

Usually not.
I have some at home.

Mid November | Misfire | text | un: londonstar

[slightlytaller]

Shouto,

It's been a little while since we've spoken, so I'm writing this to see how you're doing. Are you holding up all right with all of the problems with the Tower this month?

I heard that Palebloods in particular are having troubles. Do you need another amulet or anything else to help?

Yours,

Mackenzie.

text | un: duty

[martyrofduty]

Mackenzie,

Error: mail delivery unsuccessful.

What sort of amulet do you speak of?

--Duty

text un: vi

[faceblocks]

have you heard of an updog?
i already asked d but i figured id cover my bases with
"people who know shit"

have they been showing up with the other beasts??

text | un: duty

[martyrofduty]

If you want me to ask "What's updog?" that's shit I know.

gift;

[umbraportation]

[ During one of the shifts at the Outpost they have together, Nico passes Pyrrha a simple wrapped gift. Inside is two presents, one is very practicaland should be interesting to learn, while the other is just fun. The tag on the gift says a simple: ]

Merry Christmas.
-Nico

week of the 25th

[fogsong]

On the week of the 25th, Duty will find a wrapped gift at the Outpost with his name hastily scrolled upon it. It's fairly large and heavy. Once he unwraps it, he'll find a beautifully crafted coldblood dagger on a floral chain. It's cool to the touch. A simple note accompanies it.

"Hope you'll think of me when you use it.

Love, your adoptive daughter"

delivery — late December

[possessum]

( While Peter isn't one to... Do Holiday Things, there is technically a part of him that reaches out. Not because the ancient demon king of Hell has much interest in holiday celebrations, but Paimon has learned that it's a time when many people Gift Things, and connection with others is of a special importance to his spirit. The energy is right for it, and so, towards the end of the month, he bestows little gifts to people.

Left on Pyrrha's doorstep (although this is meant with Duty in mind, considering this is coming from Paimon), wrapped carefully in thin cloth, is an odd little doll, meticulously hand-crafted, an amalgamation of random bits and bobbles collected over time.

Set next to the doll, like a calling card, is a leaf — bearing Paimon's sigil delicately burned into it like filigree. )

Gift Delivery - December 25th

[onebadapple]

[Delivered in a basket with a Merry Christmas tag written in beautiful handwriting is a pumpkin pie.]

Gift delivery from K

[obeir]

[ A festively wrapped package is delivered to Duty's place of residence, which contains a pair of warm convertible mitten-gloves and a deer-themed scarf (since deer have long been considered good luck for Sleepers).

There's a signed note from K expressing his gratitude for helping him during the ice incident, wishing Duty a pleasant winter, and an invitation to come by the Roost sometime where K works as a barkeep, with its address and a little hand drawn sketch of the exterior showing its lamp location across the street. ]

Midwinter Gift

[justoscar]

[Late December tended to be a rough time for Oscar, but he made sure all of his close contacts received a little something. Pyrrha will find waiting at his doorstep a package that contained the following:

- 1 jar of homemade jam
- A selection of homemade cookies
- A pair of fingerless gloves with an attached coverlet to pull over the fingertips, allowing them to be mittens
- A knife
- A leather utility bag, with a little plush owl tucked inside.]

text | un: sds

[fogsong]

Ianthe's got it out for you. She tried really hard to make me question my trust in you.

text | un: duty

[martyrofduty]

A halfway decent briefing. I could thank her.

You're welcome to ask me questions. If I won't answer, I'll say why.

[actions]

[bankvault]

[As bidden, Yoichi turns up about mid-morning, still in the free fur coat he'd been given even if cold didn't seem to do much.

Something he should have done, in retrospect: lock down who he was supposed to be looking for or talking to. And if he seems leery of the very ground beneath his feet, it's probably for a good reason given the occasional sinkholes mess not so long ago.]

Hello? I'm looking for the foreman..?

[martyrofduty]

[ As usual when someone new turns up, Duty disengages from his current conversation. Someone looks around, and he raises a hand to get their attention, so they can point him out. He crosses the rest of the way in the meantime. ]

I'm Duty.

audio | un: sds

[fogsong]

[ This will come in some time after this network conversation, mid-February.]

What do you think should be done about Riteior?

audio | un: duty

[martyrofduty]

The most permanent solution that does not unreasonably risk harm to this world.

text | un: sds

[fogsong]

Would you be down to give me... dating advice? Is that something you could do? If not, don't worry about it, I'm a big girl, I can figure shit out. [ She just doesn't want to make it unnecessarily awkward or anything. He's her dad and all. ]

text | un: duty

[martyrofduty]

Yes. I've had three relationships, I've witnessed countless more, and I've advised others before. You're a big girl, but this is a part of parenting, at least among us good parents.