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[ when the feed comes up, everyone is welcome to see a slightly exhausted and obvious dealing with personal issues sort of smile from mary margaret. then again, she's also got one hell of a poker face, so if you don't know her too too well then it's possible you'll miss it entirely.
she's in the kitchen again, which comes as a surprise to no one, but this time she's not really cooking. instead, she's sitting at the table, with what looks like boxes of decorations sitting around her. fall leaves and stuffed turkeys and lots and lots of plates. there's a mug of hot cocoa sitting in front of her, cinnamon dusting the whipped cream, and her fingers are wrapped around the ceramic.
there's a hint of a twitch in her fingers, but that's more out of a vague memory - a still unsettled sense of wrong - that has followed her out of the last event. she holds her head up high, though, smile still there. everything is fine. ]
I haven't been around long enough to have been here last year, but for those of you who were, was there anything done for Thanksgiving dinner? [ and as she talks, she seems to relax. this comes too easily for her, but then again, this is just a mimic of every post she's seem to have made. gathering wonderland for food. ]
I'm not sure if there is anyone who already was planning on coordinating one, but if there is I would love to help. [ she breathes, then continues. ]
After the last event, I think a nice big dinner is in order. [ a beat, while she thinks. ] Everyone who celebrates Thanksgiving- do you have a favorite dish?
she's in the kitchen again, which comes as a surprise to no one, but this time she's not really cooking. instead, she's sitting at the table, with what looks like boxes of decorations sitting around her. fall leaves and stuffed turkeys and lots and lots of plates. there's a mug of hot cocoa sitting in front of her, cinnamon dusting the whipped cream, and her fingers are wrapped around the ceramic.
there's a hint of a twitch in her fingers, but that's more out of a vague memory - a still unsettled sense of wrong - that has followed her out of the last event. she holds her head up high, though, smile still there. everything is fine. ]
I haven't been around long enough to have been here last year, but for those of you who were, was there anything done for Thanksgiving dinner? [ and as she talks, she seems to relax. this comes too easily for her, but then again, this is just a mimic of every post she's seem to have made. gathering wonderland for food. ]
I'm not sure if there is anyone who already was planning on coordinating one, but if there is I would love to help. [ she breathes, then continues. ]
After the last event, I think a nice big dinner is in order. [ a beat, while she thinks. ] Everyone who celebrates Thanksgiving- do you have a favorite dish?