january catch-all;

[lanfeared]

Who: Lanfear, aka "Selene," and YOU!
What: January catch-all for event and non-event prompts.
When: Throughout this month.
Where: Snowjo Dojo Casa House, hot springs, other places around Milton.

Content Warnings: n/a at the moment, will be added as needed


[ this space will be reserved for potential open TLs, closed event starters, or scenarios that have already been plotted out. if you want a thread with lanfear but need a starter or want to plot out something for this post, feel free to hit me up at favoritings, discord @ the same name, or PM. ]

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barbie —

[lanfeared]

[ Now that she's essentially been living under his spare roof, Lanfear has become somewhat more used to March's particular comings and goings, which don't always happen with any sort of predictability. For the most part, she's left to her own devices, empowered to fill her days however she chooses to — but it's also hardly as if there's much for anyone to do other than find ways to stay warm and visibly appear to be making herself useful, even as a proclaimed Interloper.

But there are only so many methods she can rely on without the One Power at her fingertips, and eventually, Lanfear finds herself in need of something to pass the time. Spending several hours in March's company isn't the worst thing she could be doing, and if it culminates in her leaving the man just as flustered as she tends to, so much the better.

She recalls some information from their previous conversations, about the house he normally resides in — even if she's certainly never going to refer to it by the ridiculous name it's been given — and so, after donning her blue cloak, she ventures the short distance from one building to the other, plastering a visibly sincere yet subtle smile on her lips as she lifts a pale hand to rap her knuckles against the front door.

If he's within, he'll answer, though she could very well end up meeting either of the others he mentioned to her before — the names of whom escape her at the moment, but who March had described to be rather fair in complexion compared to many of the others here. ]

[birkenstock]

[ Whether it's good or bad luck that Lanfear finds herself greeted by a bright, wide smile and very blonde hair (currently draped over a shoulder in a perfectly plaited braid) remains to be seen. But that's exactly what happens when Barbie pulls the door open a little (not all the way, not when it's still so cold out, and also because of her newfound fear of wolves) and blinks with bright blue eyes at the stranger on the other side.

A stranger who looks downright ethereal, like one of the Barbies who lives just outside of the cul-de-sac and really only ever visits around Halloween time. (And like those Barbies, she's beautiful too.)

She wasn't expecting anyone, but that doesn't really mean Holland wasn't either. Except he's not in either, so. ]

Oh! Hi! Are you here to see Holland?

[lanfeared]

Lucky guess.

[ Only Lanfear doesn't think it's so lucky when there can only be a handful of reasons attributed to her sudden appearance here. Still, the woman on the other side of the door, with her light hair and a brilliant smile, can only be the woman March had spoken of before, even if he hadn't necessarily expanded on any more particulars in terms of what to expect.

Still, she ventures the reply with a low chuckle, a somewhat more subdued smile than the one she'd been given that gives way to the inquisitive arching of both eyebrows. ]

Is he at home, presently? I have to confess I don't know very many people here, and he was so kind to me when I first arrived. I have his coat here, as well, that I've been meaning to return to him.

[ She hoists the article of clothing up in between them — even if it's been cold enough that she's been bundling herself in it most nights, the polite thing to do would be to make a show of returning it to its proper owner. Besides, it'll go back to him with her scent on it, something to remember her by. ]