can_has_vodka: (anguish)
He took away my Pub. All that hard work, and he took it away.

I'm sorry. I don't think I can fit everyone in my living room for drinks.


[spam for deck]
[Arkady is just going to be a sobbing disconsolate ball in the spot on the Deck where her pub was for a while.]

can_has_vodka: (wandering)
Hello loves. I'm going to be dividing my time down the pub, so if you need anything in there just message me.

Also, I um...made a great number of snowthings on the deck, if anyone should have the urge to come smash them.

[spam for infirmary]
[Arkady appears suddenly just outside the Infirmary door, carrying coffeemaking supplies. It's her guess that things have been so crazed that no one has had a chance to refill the coffee corner, and she quietly goes to do just that, threading easily through the infirmary. She's here to volunteer her time and powers; better that than more crying.]

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