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[baedalites]

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Swap meet.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Sukkardi the 14th of Haneden
Notes:

• Swap Meet Spreadsheet: Pre-chosen swaps are green. Assigned are blue. There were a few characters that were selected more than once, so objects were assigned on a first-come first-serve basis. If you have any issues or concerns, please do not hesitate to contact the mod team.
• For objects that might not be immediately apparent as belonging to their owners, there may be a picture or name attached, or players are welcome to have their characters ~just know~ it's for them. Drr drr drr, bb.
• Party post nights are a great time to come join the chatroom.
• The topic threads are just suggestions; if you've got somewhere else that your characters simply must be, make your own thread.

Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.

The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap.

Comments

[rhinemaid]

The sound doesn't really register to Ilde; in a bar like this, everything becomes white noise to her and Cindy's call just fades into that same wall of meaningless sound. (It's still a little unnerving sometimes-- like, aptly, hearing everything from deep underwater. She's still not quite used to the fact she can't just call someone on the phone without messing with the volume control and making sure there's no other sound around her to interfere.)

Though she doesn't hear her, she does catch her eye on her way back to Ivan; lifts a hand, amiably, but doesn't quite actually pause initially.

[fuckyouboots]

There's a chill that runs Cindy's down back, not one of fear but one that comes with the inkling that something is off. Granted, it slipped her mind that Ilde has problems hearing and not just in loud bars, but it seems Ilde at least noticed Cindy was talking to her. The wave is odd. There's no smile accompanying it, but then again, this is Ilde.

Cindy can't think of anything to explain the weird behavior so she moves closer to Ilde, not quite cutting off her pathway to Ivan, but making it obvious she wants to talk. At least this time Cindy's remembering to speak slower so Ilde can follow her lips. "Where have you been?"

[rhinemaid]

--oh. Well! Ilde does pause, then, with an odd thread of hesitation (she'd never minded Cindy's abruptness, before, but she'd seen it differently, before), then offers a quick, easy shrug. “Just-- around? Mostly at home and work. Apparently I'm hiring a gardener now.”