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[greenzone]

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[blondfragility]

hey ur a warden right

[greenzone]

o shit i am ?

Real talk

[madaboutit]

Hey

You get settled in alright?

[Look Raylan, this is Sweeney, doing the 'keeping an eye on her' thing.]

[greenzone]

yeah

ngl its all basically awesome so far

Late/post port

[lestercraft]

Well, now that they've actually finished all their lists, next comes the fun task: sorting it. At least this time he has extra arms for it, rather than just his own back.

"So," he asks Willa with a dry warmth, "how did you like the port, all in all? Get everything you wanted to try out sorted?"

[greenzone]

"Hell no. We were there for a week, there's way more than a week's worth of stuff to do." She seems perfectly happy about that, though. It's cool thinking about how much more there is out there. "But I loved it."

She cheerfully piles socks to one side of the table they're working at. "It was fun seeing you and John together, too."

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[cactusy]

What did Root do that freaked you out.

[Sorry Willa, your dad tattled.]

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[greenzone]

[She's startled into brief silence.]

Who told you she freaked me out?

after meeting Strange

[greatoldjohn]

John is looking for Arthur and it just so happens he comes to the wardrobe during one of the very few times when he is out. He almost goes right then and there but-

He might as well ask.

"Hey. Willa. Do you know where Arthur is?"

He hates that he sounds off. He used to be better at at least hiding his emotions. But he's been sharing with people left and right, so much open time- it doesn't sound okay, it sounds blank. Like black marker over the emotion so it can't be read: obvious.

[greenzone]

Willa is again building a sock tower, only half paying attention to it while she reads an open book on the counter. It's on magic, she only knows half of the goddamn words, but she's trying man.

She looks up and smiles immediately when John comes in--and frowns just as immediately when he speaks.

"What's wrong?"

[greenzone]

She doesn't mean to grip Arthur's wrist quite as tight as she is. But she keeps repeating it in her head, what just happened, visualizing Jesus coming at her, kicking her legs out from under her, chasing her to the greenhouse. Keeps thinking about how much worse it could have been.

"Top of the stairs."

[lestercraft]

Luckily it being John's wrist means she can squeeze as tight as she likes and it won't bother Arthur. He can feel the gentle jostle of his shoulder with her movements, and it helps him try and stay alert.

"Thanks." His voice is clipped, too many things to focus on to be soft for Willa right now. "Almost there."

Private, backdated to mid/late-swords-curse

[deuceoftears]

Zerxus said he had a run-in with Gaius and you were around - are you okay?

[greenzone]

yeah im fine

i mean no im not thats the most useless word in the universe thats ever existed but im not bleeding everywhere so yay ?

private video

[pitofguilt]

[ continued from here ]

He's good like that.

[ Natalie could spend a lot of time talking about how good John is, but she won't. Is there in her voice, though. ]

So that's how you met? The wardrobe? He as good to work with as he is at relaxing?

Re: private video

[greenzone]

Yeah! He made cupcakes for the new staff when Ken and me joined up. And the old staff, I suppose. Do you mean Arthur or John because I don't think either one of them has ever relaxed a day in their lives.

holiday 2023 gift note

[greenzone]

hi, person i might not know. (i might also already know you but that's not the point.)

i know a lot of people on board hate this time of year, hate christmas and all that, and before you get mad i'm NOT saying this is a christmas present, slow down bud, let me finish.

anyway, a lot of people have a hard time around now, and i thought for some people it might be an even harder time than usual, being in a place like this. especially if you just got here.

i'd say i'm sorry you found yourself here, that i'm sorry you were hurt enough or desperate enough to need it, but i can't, because i'm not that good a liar. i'm not glad that you need this place. but i am glad you're here. and that maybe we can get to know each other a little bit before you get to wherever you're eventually going.

so happy thing and merry whatever, welcome to the barge. it's worth the weird, and so are you.

[after he recieves his presents]

[deuceoftears]

what is not manly about nice bath things

I'm so worried about Earth

[greenzone]

my dude so much would be solved by people on earth not caring about gender stuff

SO MUCH

A few hours after Hilbert's post

[talesuntold]

A plate of cookies delivered to her door, along with a note.

You are a kickass warden and mediator, and we (the supposed grown ups) had better get our shit together. Thanks for the reminder.

You're doing a great job here.

-Maggie

Just before his farewell;

[betacuck]

[ There's a note on her door written on Waystar Royco letterhead. ]

Give them hell,
-Roman

1/2

[greenzone]

[She doesn't reply, not as such. But she does get a frame for the note and hang it on the wall in her cabin's entryway, then takes a picture of it and sends it to him.]

[greenzone]

Don't be a stranger, shorty.

right after Peter

[greatoldjohn]

[ There is 100% someone knocking on her door. ]

Willa? Willa. Willa. It's John.

[greenzone]

I'm here. [She calls out from where she's got herself snuggled into the curve of Arthur-the-tiger curled around her on the floor in the living room of her cabin.

She sounds scratchy-voiced and shaky and like she's trying real hard to be normal.]