[Video - Available to Both Moonblessed and Natives (even if there aren't any being played as PCs)]

[specialist_snowflake]

[Didn't she just make a video today? NO. That would be her younger sister, and the keen of eye might even be able to realize there are hereditary similarities between the two. But there are differences also. For example, this particular white-haired woman appears much more...stiff. Even if she's not wearing her uniform anymore, her squared shoulders and lifted chin seem to scream 'MILITARY!' even in a soft and fuzzy gray sweater.]

Greetings. My name is Winter.

[Some of you might remember her all the way back from summer when she made a very detailed presentation on what types of moonlacing were and were not acceptable. This time, she's not asking for help. She's offering it.]

It has come to my attention that when we return to our worlds, we lose all memories of this one. It would seem that our actions do not matter.

[She drops her gaze for a moment, reinforcing her resolve to remain professional. Her emotions are starting to leak through just the same.]

But I would very much like them to, for the duration of my stay. Consider this an open invitation to seek my aid for any troubles you might have. If I am unable to render assistance, then I will help you find someone who can. The impression I leave behind will not be forgotten. I would have it be one of fond remembrance rather than hedonistic selfishness. I don't require compensation. I don't desire it either.

[Her jaw tightens, and her brow furrows.]

This is what I want to do. I am choosing it for myself. Seek me out if you have need of me, in public or in private.

That is all.

[Blip! And she's gone.]

Comments

[specialist_snowflake]

[Don't her stick arms give you confidence? She can carry a few boxes, and if she can't, she can summon what is that.]

...

[She blinks quickly a few times, unsure what to think of this.]

...Do you want me to move them, or disarm them?

[burnwithawesome]

[Those arms are pretty stick like..but she did say she'd find someone else to handle the job if she couldn't. Fortunately he wouldn't have her moving anything too heavy.]

I mean, both if possible. These are some pretty dangerous boxes.

[specialist_snowflake]

[She sighs, head falling forward as she shakes it from side to side. But if he's perceptive, he might see a flash of a hidden smile. He's strangely kind to her, she's noticed.]

So be it. Address, if you please.

[burnwithawesome]

[He puts in the address here.]

I'm at my business Tipsy Treats. You'll see the sign. Can't miss it.

[specialist_snowflake]

[Another brief, stunned blinked. Tipsy Treats? She hadn't known he had his own business. She'd ask what it's about, but there's little point if she's heading there anyway. She'll find out soon enough.]

I estimate that I shall arrive in approximately twenty-five minutes. Until then.

[She inclines her head, and ends the feed.]

[burnwithawesome]

Alright. [He gives a nod.] See you when you arrive.