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𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒫𝒴 𝐻𝐸𝒜𝑅𝒯𝒮 𝒮𝒯𝒜𝐹𝐹 ([personal profile] happyheartsstaff) wrote in [community profile] angryhearts2020-07-12 12:47 am

SO RESTED HE BY THE TUMTUM TREE —

AND STOOD AWHILE IN THOUGHT


What an unfortunate time to be short-staffed, when there's so much to do! For days, staff members can be seen bustling about, always on the move. No time to stop and talk — the Queen is preparing a surprise! Staff members seem to positively hum with excitement. Their numbers are replenished in fits and bursts. Groups of new hotel staff appear all at once, until there seems to be even more of them than there were before the disappearances.

They don't seem to understand who you're talking about, if you ask about those disappearances. "Staff turnover happens in every establishment, dear. Why — they might have even gotten a promotion!" Aren't you much more interested in the upcoming trip, anyway?

Now that there are more of them, staff members are eager to expand on the surprise. Oh, to see the gardens and the forest! You Oysters are so fortunate that the Queen wishes to show you the wonders of Wonderland. Of course, the forest can be dangerous — or is it only rumors? The opinion seems to change with every staff member you talk to, and no one can pin down why it might be dangerous. The only consensus seems to be to stay close to your escorts.

And most importantly: please remember the buddy system at all times.


BUDDY SYSTEM

07/11 - 07/12


At some point during all the preparation, Oysters may find themselves pulled in by another person. Physically pulled in, in some cases. Once this initial draw happens, the pair will be unable to stay very far away from each other.

When asked, staff members will reply that the two have been paired up for the upcoming trip! They are quite serious about the buddy system, you see. Going out into the forest alone is never a wise idea, and the Queen is so very concerned about your safety.

What's that? You don't trust, or even know, the person you've been paired with? It's a good thing you two will be spending so much time together, then, isn't it? Plenty of opportunity to learn to understand each other.

Shouldn't you be packing, anyway? You'll be leaving soon, after all!


THE QUEEN'S GARDEN

07/13 - 07/14


The garden itself is beautiful and spans multiple acres. There is a winding path lined with neatly manicured rose bushes in all colors, groves of fruit trees, wildflower patches where the air is heavy with bread and butter flies. Elaborate water fountains and delicate streams flow between small ponds, each bordered by different types of water plants and filled with everything ranging from goldfish to koi. Bright, sunny spots perfect for a picnic are easy to come by, as are quiet nooks tucked away in the shade.

Everything needed for a rousing game of croquet is set up in a relatively clear area of the garden. Participation in a good, friendly game of Oysters versus their staff escorts is encouraged — all in good fun, of course! Croquet is the traditional game of the royal family, after all.

As afternoon begins to wind into evening on the first day, Oysters are ushered towards a part of the garden that contains a large hedge maze. The group is kept together as they wind through the maze. The staff members who lead them clearly seem to know exactly where they're going, and never hesitate at the many different forks in the maze.

Before the sun has set, they will arrive in a large clearing in the middle of the maze, where a great feast has been set up with the food they helped to prepare over the last few days. Oysters are informed that this is the last time on the trip that their meals will be taken care of for them. Enjoy it! Once they're out into the forest proper, they will have to make use of the Wonderland information pamphlets and their camping skills.

It is in this same clearing that they will stay the night. For this first night, staff members will assist in setting up tents if needed.



THE TULGEY WOOD AND RUINS

07/14 - 07/18


The next day comes with more bright sunlight, at first. As the group continues through the second half of the maze, the foliage above grows thicker and the inside grows darker. Astute Oysters may notice that the make up of their staff escorts seems to have shifted overnight. The members of the hotel staff that were so excited and helpful in the garden are few and far between, replaced by those in dark suits, all with some form of club pattern on them.

It's the Order of Clubs, the few remaining hotel staff will say when asked. They are protectors, enforcers — and the forest is dangerous. The Queen is so considerate of their safety, to bring the Order out now.

The end of the maze comes relatively quickly. It opens out onto an expansive forest, but even here the sunlight does not return in full force. Whether it's the density of the branches, the overcast day, or the wisps of fog that drift through the trees, the light overhead is weak and the air chilled.

The last of the hotel staff remain in the maze. From here on out, Oysters are accompanied only by the Order. As they walk through the forest, a member of the Order seems ever present — there's always one within eyesight, if not within hearing distance. Occasionally, Oysters will catch sight of someone else mingling with the members of the Order. His dark suit is sleek, plain, and the figure he cuts might not have been distinct from the rest if it weren't for his height. And if it weren't for the ceremic rabbit head on his shoulders.

Oysters who seek him out will find that he is no longer present among the group of Order members by the time they arrive.

"You saw Mad March?" one of the Order will say if asked, sounding startled that he was seen. "You best pretend you didn't."

The nights in the forest are even colder. Oysters better hope they can start a campfire, put up their tents against the chill, or stay close to each other for warmth, as the Order will offer no help. They are here only for guidance — and protection.

On the third day in the forest, the group will arrive at the ruins of an old kingdom. Old cottages and shops are only faint outlines, everything but the stone long since rotted away and overgrown with foliage. The remains of a castle isn't in any better condition. Oysters who choose to explore may notice that all shown signs of a battle from long ago. They may even find the skeleton of the king himself, still sitting on his throne. The members of the Order now seem to be alive with activity, splitting off into groups and venturing out while others stay with the Oysters.

Remember the buddy system, the Order tells them. They will stay here for a few nights. This is the last place that is safe to tread, but danger lurks on the outskirts.


THE RETURN

07/18 - 07/19


It starts on the night of the 18th. The woods have been quiet for the most part, with nothing other than the sound of nearby streams and the noises of various animals. That night, even those are gone. An unnatural stillness takes over the area. Those who venture out to find the cause may find nothing — or they may be one of the first to discover that what lurks beyond the old kingdom has ventured closer.

Throughout the night of the 18th and into the day of the 19th, Oysters are at risk of encountering one of three types of creatures.

It may come as the sound of many legged-footsteps, first off in the distance and then close enough that the creature should be within sight. There are only trees, as far as the eye can see. And then motion. Briefly, it seems as though the very trees themselves are coming alive, but it will soon become apparent that these are legs. The creature stands on four limbs as tall as the trees, and when it holds still it camouflages easily among them. The roots it buries into the ground are long talons when unearthed, each tipped in a hooking claw. Its long neck is lined with the same armored scales that make its legs look like trees, and its small head is dwarfed by its extremely long snout, filled with rows of sharp teeth.

This is the Bandersnatch.

Or maybe it comes first as a shrill scream, like nails against slate. The shriek will seem to echo, instilling an unnatural sense of fear in any of those who are unlucky enough to hear it. Before long, the scream will be accompanied by the heavy flap of huge wings. The creature's approach seems to be imminent, and yet, it doesn't come. The moment draws on — and on — and on — and on — is there anything there, or is it only your imagination? Are you afraid of your own shadow, are you hearing screams in the wind and wings in the rustling of the trees?

Until it swoops down and tries to pick you up in its claws. It is a massive bird of prey, resembling a vulture, if a vulture had a twenty five foot wingspan and eerily human eyes. You've found the JubJub bird.

Then there is the reptilian Jabberwock.

There is no subtlety in its approach. The ground shakes with every step, announcing its arrival well in advance. It is bipedal and seems almost ungainly as it stalks through the trees, lurching its scaly body around and whipping its long tail for balance. Whenever this causes it to connect with a tree, the force behind it leaves the tree broken and bent. Its arms end in three fingered talons, and the round head at the end of its sinuous neck is almost entirely mouth. There is the lick of flame in its eyes, and the drool that escapes from its powerful jaws is hot enough to burn.

The members of the Order who had always seemed to be so close are conspicuously absent. It looks like the Oysters are on their own to defend themselves against these creatures.





The Jabberwocky, JubJub bird, and Bandersnatch will not be easily defeated, and few who fight will escape injury! There may be more than one of each creature type, so different groups can encounter the same type of creature if you choose. You can choose to have your characters ultimately triumph and take down the creatures, or fall to the creature. The members of the Order will arrive at the end of the fight. They will take out any creatures that remain, for those who choose not to have their characters successfully kill one, and will begin clean up of the others.

For those who are interested in having their characters seriously injured or even killed, for ease of reference here is the information regarding death and injury from the FAQ:

With the Carpenter's skills, no death or maiming in Wonderland is permanent — though the consequences of it might be. When your character dies, send the mods a PM describing any injuries the character sustained in their demise. For lacerations such as being stabbed or sliced with a sword, etc, characters will be returned to full health in a few days with gold filling in their wound in the style of Japanese kintsukuroi. This repair is permanent and will be a part of your character for the duration of their stay in Happy Hearts, even if you drop and reapp. If your character is killed or maimed through decapitation or the loss of a limb, your character will be in recovery for three days, and will return to the hotel with a ceramic replacement — an animal head for decapitation, and a non-articulated limb for lost appendages. This repair is not permanent unless you wish it to be, and Carpenter will have a flesh replacement ready for your character after another week.

Characters who have medical skills, abilities, or supplies may work to tend the wounds of others in the brief aftermath of the fight. Members of the Order will assure them that they will return to the hotel in the morning to get the medical attention that they need. And indeed, those characters who are still conscious after the fight will find themselves falling asleep at some point. Characters may dream about the same padded box from their first arrival. When they wake, they will be back in the hotel.

If you have any questions, please leave them here!




© tessisamess


scaredofdogs: (Default)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-07-14 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I did! I'm excited to learn! Should I turn right into a bird or do you think it would be easier just to have the wings?"

He is pretty sure he can figure out how to make both happen even though he hasn't been a bird before. He likes being able to try new things with this ability.
scaredofdogs: (pic#14042123)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-07-14 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
AH! That I can do! [He pushes himself back up to his feet so he can start gathering a little bit of firewood.]

Do you really think they will let us be out here for a month? That seems unlikely..

[He certainly wouldn't complain if they were.]
lunchbreaks: (there is nothing we can do)

[personal profile] lunchbreaks 2020-07-14 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe we should start with just the wings," he suggests. "That way you can follow me! My principals are cut, though, so I won't actually be able to get off the ground, I'm afraid."

He lifts his wing to show that part of it has been snipped clean off, unlike what Wei Wuxian will have.
billowing: (Default)

[personal profile] billowing 2020-07-14 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps they are just trying to get us out of the hotel. Who knows what it is they want?
scaredofdogs: (pic#14042191)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-07-14 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
He decides it might be a good idea to remove his upper layers since he never did quite figure out the clothing part of shapeshifting before and he doesn't want to ruin his robes. Once his upper body is bare he takes a deep breath and concentrates. After a moment, large black wings burst from his back, littering small feathers on the ground as they extend. He yelps in surprise because he wasn't expecting that sensation and also stumbles from the sudden weight on his back.

He is surprised he manages to stay upright at all and eventually he gets his balance back. "Aha! Did it!"
scaredofdogs: (Thinking)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-07-14 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe they had to clean up and it was easier to do so with all of us out of there.

[They better not throw away anything important or touch his stuff..he wanders a little ways away to find some decided sized wood for the fire and brings them back to start assembling it.]

Whatever the reason..I'm glad we finally got to come out. I hope this means the gardens will be open to us all the time now.
billowing: (蜡炬成灰 | candles turning to ash)

[personal profile] billowing 2020-07-14 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Mm. But I think they will probably have guards so we can't escape.

[ Or they can just take care of the guards and make a run for it. ]
lunchbreaks: (mamma mia! even if i say)

[personal profile] lunchbreaks 2020-07-14 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, very nice!" he applauds Wei Ying's wings, and reaches out to steady him. "Ah, maybe first we should teach you how to balance with them out. It's not as easy as it seems." But Aziraphale had been trying to get used to a whole new body then, so it wasn't the strangest thing.

"Oh dear, we might need some pruning before we start. Crowley's much better at this than I am," he states, as he starts trying to clean up Wei Ying's feathers so he can have a smoother flight.
inquiryguqin: brightwings @ DW (009)

[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-07-14 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Lan Wangji peers through the double doors warily. The door creaks and echo through the castle halls. There are signs that a battle has taken place a very long time ago as the stones are worn down, some curtains are in tatters and ripped to shreds, and there are long thin lines of slashes from a blade on the walls. On the floor, there are skeletons wearing armor, showing signs they were perhaps knights and guards once, have served their duty in their final rest.

"Is it safe? Maybe we can ask them? We won't know what lurks in this castle."
inquiryguqin: ᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴇsᴛʜᴇsɪᴀ@ DW (117)

Lan Wangji | mdzs | ota

[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-07-14 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
I. The King's Tale
After Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji explored the castle and returned to the camp that very night, they didn't come alone. Somehow, the spirits they found in the castle and in the forest tagged along with them. After they rested and they gathered around the campfire to eat dinner, Lan Wangji decides to tell the tale as the teas gave him a lift of power to his voice, and with the power calms everyone who gathers around to listen.

As he speaks, his voice is clear. "We explored the castle and this is what we found. The spirits, they called themselves the White Knights. Inside the castle, there was a spirit who sits on a throne. We ask him with Inquiry, He calls himself the White King. The ruins we explored was his Kingdom once."

II. Wildcard
[Anything else? hmu for plotting here! All I ask is no death or injury for any scenario]
scaredofdogs: (pic#14042119)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-07-14 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
Then why give us our powers back in forms of tea?

[Which makes his eyes widen as he remembers something exciting.]

I got more teas again!! Some really good ones this time, Lan Zhan!
scaredofdogs: (pic#14042153)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-07-14 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
He hadn't expected it to be so much different from when he was a rabbit..but the wings are certainly a lot more work. He'll have to remember that for anything else he decides to turn into. He spreads his legs a little bit and bends his knees just a touch to see if that stance makes it a little easier to support himself.

"Pruning?" He tries to look over his shoulder and what Aziraphale is doing to him. He can feel a little of it and it makes his back twitch.
scaredofdogs: (pic#14042180)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-07-14 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
He grins as he walks around the bones, careful not to disturb them. "We could use inquiry and find out!" Since he does still have that little vile tucked away in his robes ready for consumption at any time. He plucks it from his robes and holds up the little liquid, admiring the color of it. Already knowing what it tastes like since he's had it once before.

"I also can use spirit attraction now! I got that tea this time as well."
sizeofyourbaggage: (looking forward)

Sam Wilson | MCU | OTA

[personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage 2020-07-14 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
CAMPING

[ The Queen's message a couple of weeks ago about her companion joining in on the fun hasn't escaped him - especially not when he'd started seeing Mad March among the others that'd come with them. Pretend you don't see him, right. At least he has a name now, he guesses.

But it's not going to do any good to keep looking out for the guy to the point of being distracted from everything else, so he settles for being wary as shit and making sure he doesn't go off anywhere alone.

That'd seemed to irritate Mad March last time, might as well do it again.

It's pretty easy, anyway, considering even after he and his assigned buddy are able to get some physical distance between them, he can still feel his emotions, can still tell he's close by.

They've all stopped for the day, now, and he's just coming back from a nearby stream dripping wet and carrying about a dozen fish.

He sets up next to the campfire to dry off a little as he starts cleaning up the fish in preparation for cooking them, and shoots a grin at anyone who happens to be nearby. ]


Man, what I wouldn't give for some marshmallows right about now.


WILDCARD

[ Or hit me up with a prompt of your own! I'm up for pretty much anything. ]
sizeofyourbaggage: (what're you thinking now)

FOR DAMON

[personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage 2020-07-14 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sam has, for the most part, been fairly at ease in all of this. Outdoor survival comes naturally to him, by this point, and it's better than being in the hotel. There's been an undercurrent of wariness from the moment he first saw - and asked about - Mad March, but, well. Either the guy's just there to get their hackles up or he's going to spring up on him at some point, there's not much he can do about it at the moment.

It's not like he's happy about this shit, or about how long it's going on, but compared to so of the other things the hotel has thrown at them - you know what, he'll take it. Sharing emotions isn't exactly something he's unfamiliar with, even if he's used to it being a hell of a lot more voluntary. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't deliberately focusing on the work of making camp and cooking food, or practicing his breathing exercises a little more often than usual during down time, trying to keep his emotions in check. He might be used to it, but Damon isn't, and he's trying to be respectful.

He's ended up sticking pretty close to Damon, for obvious reasons. Once they started being able to stretch how far they could be physically separated from each other, he sure as hell didn't push when the guy needed space, but, well. In the same physical space or not, he could still feel the other's emotions almost as if they were his.

And more than emotions, it's starting to seen, considering Sam's starting to pick up a faint edge of hunger. ]


I've still got some stuff I stole from that picnic, if you want any.
sizeofyourbaggage: (almost smirk)

FOR MIKUMO

[personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage 2020-07-14 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ As glad as Sam is to not be in the hotel anymore, he doesn't for a second think this is actually about sending them on a fun camping trip. Still, he'll appreciate it while he can, and he throws himself into helping out with setting up camp while sticking close to the handful of people that he's familiar enough with to tentatively consider them allies.

Mikumo is one of those, and he can't help but notice that she seems just as used to doing this kind of thing as he is. He's curious, but he waits until they're finished and he can grab a seat next to her at the campfire to bring it up. ]


I gotta admit, this whole thing is a lot more my speed than anything back in the hotel.
metalicarus: (Pretty boy)

Jet Link | OTA (With one exception)

[personal profile] metalicarus 2020-07-14 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Buddy system >> Closed to Mikumo
[A 'buddy system wasn't a bad idea, but it was an annoying one that felt like they were being treated like children, so Jet chaffed against it.

They brought the girl over when they told them they were to be matched up, but Jet did little more than nod to her after the staff member left, before returning to his packing. It wasn't her fault for his bad attitude and he needed to try and stamp it out before talking to her.

Consequently, it wasn't until they started to leave, walking side-by-side that Jet finally broke his silence.]


My name's Jet, by the way. [Had the staff member said that? Had she said the girl's name too? He'd barely paid attention beyond his irritation. Well, either way, he didn't know it, better to suck up his pride and ask.]

Queen's Gardens (night)
[The tent set up isn't too hard for Jet, he's done with the speed and efficiency of the soldier he was, and even went around helping others, if they needed it. Once the fire was going and the sun had set, however, Jet settled in near the pit and pulled out the new harmonica he'd been able to get just before they'd left.

He'd left his old one back in his place in New York, but once the staff had started mentioning a camping trip, nostalgia had planted the idea in his head. It reminded him of better times when he'd had his family around him.

A quiet, confident, melody played out as Jet's lips moved with practiced ease on the instrument.]


Ruins
[The further into the woods they got, the more Jet was on edge. Absolutely everything in his past was telling him this wasn't leading anywhere good. Between the 'guards,' the guy with the weird rabbit head Jet could never catch a beat on, and the general atmosphere of the place, nothing seemed right.

When they broke the cover of the woods and into the ruins of a village, he could feel his jaw tighten. This was exactly the kind of place where things went wrong. Still, their guards were clearly a little distracted as they went about searching the ruins, it seemed like a perfect time to do the same. Maybe they could find something first.

Jet started to look around for a good place to dart off and start his own search when he remembered their dumb 'buddy system.' In this case, it might be better to take someone else with him. He looked around instead for another person in their group, whether he knew them yet or not, and waved to catch their eye.]


Hey. Bored yet? Maybe we should take a walk...see what's around?
sizeofyourbaggage: (let's do this then)

FOR SHEPARD

[personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage 2020-07-14 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ What the fuck.

Look, Sam is absolutely the outdoor type. There wasn't anything about this that'd actually scared him. Made him wary, sure, he'd be stupid not to be wary about going into a forest he didn't know being watched by a group of people he didn't trust, with Mad March lurking around the edges.

Even when the forest went quiet, the animals all but cleared out - it was unsettling and a clear sign that something was coming, but he wasn't afraid. Until he and Shepard went investigating, and started hearing the screams. It sends a thrill of fear up his spine, the kind of fear that doesn't have an explanation, and he pushes past it as he gets a firm grip on his knife. ]


Haunted forest seems like the natural follow up to weird memory room, doesn't it?
earthborn: (has confidence in her men)

Garden

[personal profile] earthborn 2020-07-14 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
There's something about a person trying to smuggle a croquet mallet out of the game that's just so appealing. Maybe it's the blatant, brassy nature of such a thing. Maybe it's the way it's fundamentally doomed to failure, but for the inattention that is so natural to all thinking beings.

Shepard watches him do it with a mix of admiration and exasperation. Dude. What are you doing.

"Hey," she calls out, arms folded, eyes duly rolled, and just when he thinks he's gotten away with it, too. Well, he has gotten away with it, really, she's not about to rat him out. But still, "You know those things won't hold up, right? If it comes to an actual fight."
sizeofyourbaggage: (concern)

FOR JET

[personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage 2020-07-14 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ The hotel staff wouldn't have had to tell Sam to follow a buddy system - that's just common sense, as far as he's concerned, for when you're exploring unfamiliar territory like this. Which is one of the reasons that he'd sought Jet out, off and on, as they traveled across the woods and set up camp. The other being that, well.

He already likes the guy, on top of what they seem to have in common. It's just fun, hanging out with him.

Then the forest goes quiet, but it doesn't stay that way for long, and - shit, yeah, there's definitely something out there. Multiple somethings, apparently, considering he'd helped take one out earlier and there's still shit going on.

It's not in him not to go looking, but he wants to check on people first, and he gives Jet a quick look over the moment he finds him. ]


You okay?
lunchbreaks: (mamma mia! even if i say)

[personal profile] lunchbreaks 2020-07-14 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, sort of preening, but mostly you've just got a lot of loose.... feathers. Should only take a second, here."

He smooths some down, runs his fingers through a couple to loosen all the ones that don't want to stay put. And evens out both sides.

"Here we go. Alright, not bad. First thing you'll want to do is have control over your joints, so just... stretch out like this," he says, extending his wingspan all the way. "And then retract." He puts them back together, folded neatly.
inquiryguqin: brightwings @ dw (137)

[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-07-14 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Lan Wangji noticed how thick the dust is around here. It must have been a very long time since the last living soul was here. While it was creepy, in a way, this castle is abandoned, but this is the type of work he was used to back home.

With a quiet huff as he was saddened that he no longer has access to his powers, but for now he trusts that Wei Ying is capable to use it. It comes in handy.

With a nod, "Yes. Cast spirit attraction. Perhaps they are spirits in here and we can ask them questions."
earthborn: (they multiply as they are seized)

[personal profile] earthborn 2020-07-14 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
And why can't you ever take me anywhere nice?

[she palms her own knife, flashing the blade at him with a grim sort of a smirk. Crowley's a decent guy.]

Speaking of weird memories, if that's an actual Reaper scream... [She trails off, thoughtfully, then grimaces.] Well, let's just pick our battles.

[She doesn't want to fight a banshee with nothing but a hunting knife and sheer guts, but by god she will. Shepard is stupid like that, and Sam's along for the ride.]
billowing: (愁吟独老翁 | the lone old man grieves)

[personal profile] billowing 2020-07-14 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Because they like to play games, he doesn't say. ]

Oh?

And what is that?
sadflutenoises: (pic#14048160)

Re: tulgey wood

[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-07-14 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Like I said, I was just trying to get a better look around! I didn't see your home!" he sniffs.

Being able to hear, understand, and talk back to all sorts of small creatures since drinking that odd tea has made their little nature walk a much more interesting experience, but it's also caused some unforeseen delays. Wei Wuxian turns, when approached, and the squirrel yells a few choice curses before skittering back into its tree.

"I, ah-" he watches the squirrel slip away and shakes his head, "no, no, just a misunderstanding. I'll find another tree."

He makes a rather informal sort of bow; he's gotten lax about them since so many cultures here don't seem to practice it. Still, it's a habit that's hard to break completely. Aziraphale though... he's heard that name before. It was strange enough to stick out in his memory, especially after that odd conversation with Crowley. So this was his unrequited love, hm?

"Wei Wuxian."