a welcome;

[mallowmods]

Who: Everyone and everyone!
What: Welcoming in the new members to Mallow Hallow
Where: Everywhere!
When: March 2nd.

[ Once everyone’s settled in their particular districts, no doubt thousands of questions running between each individual mind, there’s an announcement. Not over the devices, but rather in speakers all over each and every district. A familiar voice should ring out—you did, after all, hear the voice of your Queen earlier today. ]

Ahem! Can you hear me? Ah, right then.

Hello loveies! You might recall this particular visage which speaks before you—that is, I am your Queen. Call me Queenie, if you must! I’ve met you all on this particular day, and I find it important to bestow some of my boundless knowledge onto you, sweethearts.

Now! Done with formalities, let’s see where we stand… ah, yes! Might I be the first to welcome you all to Mallow Hallow, our wonderful little country. Not too big, not quite too small either! It’s just lovely, isn’t it? Oh, how all my new babies will love it here! Or—perhaps not. [ She clicks her tongue. ] Either way, it doesn't really matter. You're stuck here for the time, so do try to make the most of it, dears.

Of course, there are our sectors within Mallow Hallow. Six… [ There’s silence for a short moment. ] Yes, there are six, aren’t there..? Well, six different communities you might stem off from! Surely you remember the name from our meeting earlier? If not, I’m sure one of the regular inhabitants of each particular district will assist you in naming your new home!

Live where you’d like, eat what you’d like, do what you’d like! Our homes are now your homes, so please, consider us all a big happy family to you! Remember you can reach me or any of the other rulers of any of the districts, over at our voicemails! [ Somehow, that seems sarcastic… ]

Also, don’t cause any trouble, or I’ll personally end you. [ There it is. ]

I suppose that's all. Well then, bye now, dears! And let the word spread—Mallow Hallow is up and rising once again!

[ ooc: Quick links: Lochwell | Mallowhallow | Orlea | Astralfield | Crystalden | Highcrest | Whitewood | Network ]

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[petitvoleur]

[Slipping here and there through the trees lining the pathways in Highcrest is a slender girl with a hooded cloak on. She looks suspicious, but it's probably just worry, right? Shoshanna's keeping an eye out for valuables—she might be a bit panicked herself, but she's keeping it at bay long enough to take advantage of others' panic. People tend to be much less aware of their surroundings when they've been thrust into a brand new situation.]

[yuukaihan]

[He knows that walk, that cloak, and the body it's concealing - it's nearly as familiar to him as his own. And when he recognizes her, an overwhelming sense of relief sweeps over him - he's been holding back panic ever since leaving the castle, thrown out rather unceremoniously after demanding to know what has become of his sister.

Concealed in his own hooded cloak, he slips easily through the crowd, reaches out, and snags her wrist in an odd parallel to their past meeting.]

[petitvoleur]

[Her first reaction is to stiffen, then to turn quickly and place her free hand on the scabbard at her side, and in the moment that she sees him a hundred different emotions play across her face: fear, surprise, and relief being chief among them. Once the pounding of her heart slows to a manageable rate, she removes her hand from the scabbard.]

You frightened me.

[She gives him a sharp look, but there's a smile hidden somewhere behind the facade, a smile she reserves only for him.]

[yuukaihan]

[He gives her that grin of his, baring his sharp canines, but his own relief is evident in the way he keeps hold of her wrist, his grip almost painfully tight.

He sketches a little bow, and if there's any way a bow can be bitingly sarcastic, this one is.]

Apologies, my lady.

[petitvoleur]

[From beneath her cloak, a foot peeks out to kick him gently in the shin.]

You should know that I'm no more a lady than you.

[Gently, she maneuvers her hand to give his a brief squeeze of reassurance.]

Have you been placed in this district?

[yuukaihan]

[He raises one thin eyebrow, and the grin turns a little lascivious.]

Slightly more a lady than I, at least in some senses.

[He appreciates her reassurance, though, and nods.]

Yes. Not so different from home, is it?

[petitvoleur]

[She resists the urge to stick out her tongue at him, barely, but wrinkles her nose anyway.]

No, save for the fact that I'm not a wanted person here.

[A small, sly grin crosses her features.] Yet

[yuukaihan]

[He shakes his head, although he can't help grinning back.]

Might have some difficulties with that, sweet sister, as it doesn't seem anyone here cares much about payment.

[petitvoleur]

[Her brow wrinkles.]

That doesn't make any sense. [A moment to consider, then:] Nor is it any fun.

[yuukaihan]

[He shrugs, although he feels much the same way, to be honest.]

It also makes one wonder how this place manages to survive. Where does everything come from, if no one is paying or bartering for it?

[petitvoleur]

I would guess that horrid-sounding queen has something to do with it.

[She eyes the nearest loudspeaker with mistrust. She didn't know what made all the strange things in this place work, but she wasn't a fan.]

[yuukaihan]

[He gives a little snort of amusement at the irony of Emanuelle having reservations about the royal family - not that he thinks she's wrong, by any means.]

Perhaps. But even a queen's coffers must run dry, eventually.

[[OOC: Want to shift over here?]]