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Magdalene Grace Garcia ([personal profile] talesuntold) wrote in [community profile] entranceway2018-04-17 04:07 pm

04 | Video

Good afternoon, my darlings.

That last event was a rough one for a lot of people, and I know some of us are also bracing for what comes next. I'll be in the kitchen for the next four hours, and I'll take requests the whole time I'm there. I think we could all use a little comfort food, or some distraction.

Requests don't necessarily have to be culinary in nature. I'd be delighted to improvise a poem or tell you a story. An off-the-cuff Scheherazade, with bonus cookies.

Come keep me company for awhile.

[Of course, certain people don't have a choice in the matter. She has conchas baking for Seth, cookies for Wirt, all her teammates' favorites, and so on. Friends and acquaintances who fail to show up may well find Maggie at their doors afterward with a plate in hand.

Even a few people who might not expect it, if she's ever had reason to worry about them.

Maggie is going to start climbing the walls if she doesn't find meaningful ways to fill up her days here. This takes care of one day.]
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[personal profile] insincerecharm 2018-05-01 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)


Becks likes a party as much as the next guy. And the idea is a good one. She does need to meet more people, and a simple gathering like that would be a good way to do it, at least.

To be fair, Becks mostly skimmed the notes. She's only just started going over Georgia's notes in a more properly detail-oriented way, so she probably just missed it, before. Most of their initial couple of conversations had been more about the way Wonderland works.

"Oh, shit, Mags, I'm sorry...that sucks." Not the most eloquent thing she could have possibly said, but apt all the same. "Me?" She echoes, almost incredulous, "Maggie, what about you?" Even if she'd had time to process it, adjust to it, that was still awful.
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[personal profile] insincerecharm 2018-05-01 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)


Everything makes a little more sense now with the added layer of perspective. The post. The insistence on being in the kitchen. And not alone. Anniversaries like this are the worst.

"Oh..." it's the only thing that she can even manage at first. Her heart sinks as Maggie continues. "God, April sucks." she mumbles, staring down at the floor under her feet still hanging over the edge of the counter.

"Time only does so much." She may have only been here for a short while yet, but she's lost in the past. She knows that from prior experiences. "And being used to it doesn't mean being okay."

The last comment hits Becks in all the wrong places. And not the too-close, too-personal ones. She knows it's just what happens with a group's Mom Friend, and Maggie is exactly that, if ever there was one, but it isn't fair. Becks shakes her head. "Maggie, you take care of everybody... who's taking care of you?"
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[personal profile] insincerecharm 2018-05-01 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
She gives her a small, fond smile at the request and slides off the counter without so much as another word, wrapping her arms around her friend. It takes so much more than this to really help a person heal, but this is a good place to start.
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[personal profile] insincerecharm 2018-05-11 01:31 am (UTC)(link)


Becks clings to her tightly for a few more moments before finally letting go. Maybe she needs this just as much as Maggie.

"Hey, I'm glad to help." She smiles up at her. "Any time. You always know where to find me."
Edited 2018-05-11 01:32 (UTC)