[open] you bought a star in the sky tonight/ because your life is dark and it needs some light

[apotropaic]

Who: Open log. EVERYONE GET IN HERE.
What: Cockatrice Crafts --Baedal's brand new craft fair/market!
Where: Howl Barrow.
When: Sukkardi 12th of Ceidary.
Notes: This is an open post for everybody since we have so many new people joining. There'll be a sub sections in the post itself for general areas but other than that, feel free to mash you characters together like Barbies!
Warnings: None yet.

Baedal is a city that never sleeps, but everyone likes a long-lie in on a Sukkardi morning. At eleven o’clock, the Howl Barrow is climbing to a weekend buzz but it’s not quite there yet. But right off Carnelian Street, Cockatrice Markets is already has its doors open –and bubbles are floating down the street in welcome!

The Market is housed in what once would have been a small, high ceilinged factory building, but the inside and outside has now been painted all manner of colours and murals by local artistic residents. There are tables inside the airy structure, as well as in the outside alleyway, and a large mosaic chandelier dangles outside the entranceway.

It’s free entrance, fun, and like most places in Howl Barrow, friendly and inviting.

Comments

[caoineadh]

There's a moment of confusion, where she considers pointing out that Emma didn't really 'fuck her up'. It was just a shove, and it's definitely not the worst thing that's been thrown at Clio by someone scared and confused and lashing out. But - well, it's really just arguing semantics and its doesn't seem appropriate. Instead, she concedes, "Probably."

There's no strain in her smile, but it's still small, "I don't know what I'd do if I suddenly saw my parents again. I think 'weird' must be an understatement." Referencing her parents isn't meant to detract from what Emma's going through, rather it's meant to indicate that Clio can understand, at least partially, "Are you both doing okay?"