For lastvoyages: Twenty-Seventh Vision [private video+spam]

[can_has_vodka]

(Backdated to Saturday)

 [private to Touko]
Miss Fukawa dear, this is your new Warden checking in on you. I noticed that troubling broadcast earlier and wanted to make certain you were all right.

[spam for pub]
[Arkady is now fussing around with several crockpots' worth of egg nog. She seems determined to fatten everyone up for winter.]

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[Spam]

[tatty_bye]

[Reaver is just coming in for his shift. They've both been making with the festive drinks for the last few weeks, and he's been oddly dedicated. It gives him something to do, something to create.]

Good evening, dear.

[Spam]

[can_has_vodka]

Hullo luv, and how have you been? [She bounces over for a brief Arkady-pounce and then shows him the row of crockpots. Half are clean and ready and half have things like mulled wine, nog and wassail.]

So happy I'm getting to celebrate the season as myself this year.