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[It certainly isn't as though Evelyn is ignoring the fact that several Wonderland residents have disappeared all of the sudden. In fact, it's particularly odd that a slew of them have all gone at once, but...you could say she's a little jaded.
After all, she's seen people come and go for years - the fact that it's Christmastime only makes the Mansion look more cruel than it already is. They'll come back eventually. If they don't, well...
...then they don't.
That's all.
Having chosen to spend her time doing activities of a more festive nature (since they're bound to get something awful in the next week or two), Evelyn has set up a slew of supplies in one of the bedecked parlours, holiday music unfamiliar to her ears playing on the gramophone.
And what, pray tell, are these supposed supplies? Massive sheets of gingerbread, jars of nonpareils and cinnamon dots, icing tubes stuffed with crisp, white frosting. Evelyn is making a small-scale version of the temple of Philae, bless her, tiny hieroglyphs and all.
A little company wouldn't go amiss, though, hence her network-wide message:]
Holidays can be difficult for people feeling homesick.
I've got a great deal of baked goods and music by some fellow named Bing Crosby, if anyone wishes to join me!
Second floor parlour.
~Evelyn
NOTE -- Any mistletoe shenanigans that I planned with people might as well go in here, if people are amenable to that idea! :)
After all, she's seen people come and go for years - the fact that it's Christmastime only makes the Mansion look more cruel than it already is. They'll come back eventually. If they don't, well...
...then they don't.
That's all.
Having chosen to spend her time doing activities of a more festive nature (since they're bound to get something awful in the next week or two), Evelyn has set up a slew of supplies in one of the bedecked parlours, holiday music unfamiliar to her ears playing on the gramophone.
And what, pray tell, are these supposed supplies? Massive sheets of gingerbread, jars of nonpareils and cinnamon dots, icing tubes stuffed with crisp, white frosting. Evelyn is making a small-scale version of the temple of Philae, bless her, tiny hieroglyphs and all.
A little company wouldn't go amiss, though, hence her network-wide message:]
I've got a great deal of baked goods and music by some fellow named Bing Crosby, if anyone wishes to join me!
Second floor parlour.
~Evelyn
NOTE -- Any mistletoe shenanigans that I planned with people might as well go in here, if people are amenable to that idea! :)