For lastvoyages: Twenty-ninth vision [video+spam]

[can_has_vodka]

[Arkady looks...very tired. Her eyes are sunken and a little glazed, as if she hasn't slept. She has a pair of chickens on the couch with her, both hunkered down drowsy, and a somewhat large basket of eggs on her lap.]

Um...Lady Bertina's been busy lately, and I'm not sure I can eat all of these. Does anyone have a use for eggs?

[private to Touko]
Come down for tea! I've a homework assignment for you.

I do hope Junko has not been giving you more trouble. Giving people trouble seems to be what she does in life.

[Pub Spam]
[Arkady has seemed subdued these last few days, only making appearances during her shifts, and not being social much at all. She goes quietly about her duties in the pub, her usual cheery distractedness gone, but still bent on looking after people as best she can.

Comments

[with_my_teacup]

Kitchen can use the eggs. And by kitchen I mean me, if nobody else is in the mood.

[routemistress]

What's up, lovey? Don't tell me you got killed an' all.

[strangehistorian]

Are you alright? You look pale.

[Private]

[wedonot]

Are you alright?

spam

[trenchcoatedly]

[Castiel has come to the pub to give you some fresh fruits and flowers, Arkady. He has an obvious eye for fruit baskets.]

Hello.

private

[syouko]

Are you going to give me whatever you have? [The comment about Junko's being ignored deliberately: while Touko knows she's just waiting to do something, she's still frustrated and dissatisfied with how her book's turning out and doesn't want to talk about it.]

[canfindrope]

Are you sure?

[Red can use some... They remind her of Snow.]