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Room is yours until or unless my presence there will not endanger you. A friend might be by to raid my wardrobe for clothing. My apologies for any distress this has put you through. Keep safe.

Hello Helena Adams. I am Siffleur, a werecougar staying on this ship. Your roommate Erin made a deal with me that I will not prey on you. I need to know you by sight and smell so there are no unfortunate mistakes. What would be the most convenient place for us to meet up? Thank you.

Were you able to talk to Ossie and Giles?

Miss Adams, I'm about to hang some fliers around the ship and wanted to inform you in advance of what they say, so you don't feel left out. I'm offering 'Gentleman Lessons' in advance of the wedding, for those who may need a little help to feel comfortable donning a suit. Though, of course, ladies and those who are neither ladies nor gentlemen are welcome to attend as they see fit. I'm not sure if or how this applies to you (though now that I'm picturing it, a suit would look quite dapper on you), but I wanted to be sure you didn't think I was being exclusionary by using a medium that isn't easy for you to access. Johnny

Erin has a thoughtline for tonight's gossip section, and it involves no gossip whatsoever. When they've settled in and gotten ready for bed and all, ready to sit up and talk, Erin dances a little worry doll across her fingers, wrapped in twine.

"Helena..." Erin pauses. Then: "I'm gonna preface this by saying terms and conditions very much apply, including a time limit, but...what's your thoughtline on the idea that I could help you see? Not all the time, not permanently, but more than never and more than one time."

The one who shocked you is Maximilien, one of the entirely inorganic passengers. He doesn't require an apology, but he asks that you not demonstrate that ability again unless it is an emergency.

"So," Erin says after they've gotten comfortable, ready to deploy her attack Fucking Immediately. "Got big plans for Valentine's there, little bird?"

(Yessss, destroy her.)

...M'anthropomorphic thought process you're supposed to be a dick to us.

(DESTROY HER!)

There is a knock on Helena's cabin door, and then the sound of a box being set down and someone large fleeing the scene.

i know we said we'd hang out and i was looking forward to it
but i dont think im going to make it to the fair today :(

"Miss Adams!" Eleanor is Respecting The Quiet Of The Library; though there's clear excitement in her voice her volume is quite low, though her shoes on the floor are louder than perhaps they have to be. "Miss Adams, I won something at the carnival that I think you may like. Can I entice you to hold out your hands?"

do you want the tracking charm thing back

Bash catches Helena in Sand Dollars, and after serving her a drink decides to ask a bit of a nosy question.

"So, uh. What are you writing?"

are you busy? are you alone?

I have something I need to put in your hands immediately. Oh ah and hello! I always forget that part when I'm excited

just so you're not alarmed
if you need me i'll be at the bottom of the pool for a while
like a week or so

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Behold the work of 40 minutes of careful hunting, pecking, and double-checking words against the kid's books.

You should come to Pride. Grace is here, but she seems to mostly be bugging the bartender and trying to make friends. Also I met her and we talked a couple day ago. That was a thing.

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If Wayne were the type to gasp himself upright he might have as he's falling asleep. Fortunately for his roommate, he's quiet about it, though there's a clattering as he rolls himself out of bed to grab for his phone. It's not terribly late in the evening, he's just been listless and tired and trying to nap off some of the ennui. So much for that, when the realization hits him that he has something that he needs to give Helena before tomorrow.

hey you up?

Way less urgent-looking than he feels typing it...

Text, Sometime After Calming Down Post Price Is Right (Same Night)

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Text, Possibly Action, Evening Nov 20th

November 23rd, evening

Action, Late January || Cabin 134

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Gossip Hour, Day Before The Event

Backdated to 2/14, around noonish

day 2 of the carnival