the frost, it looks like dust, settled on the world —

[misshuang]

Who: Miss Huang + YOU!
What: general arrival catchall / event-related threads to be added in later.
When: December - January.
Where: Milton for now, may add more later.
Content Warnings: None explicitly, but themes of her canon content warnings may make an appearance in my introspection for her.

Note: I did have Miss Huang on a previous TDM; however, I've apped her in now from a later canonpoint. For that reason, I'll be clean-slating that TDM arrival and bringing her in fresh for new interactions!

Comments

[tinstar]

[A willingness to learn would go a long way here, he was glad to see it. That enthusiasm gets him grinning - kids were damned resilient.]

I think maybe huntin' and splittin' firewood might require you to have a few more years under your belt, but I tell you what - the Community Hall is kind of Milton's hub and I'm just not sure if there's anyone keepin' a - pardon my pun - weather eye on our stocks here. The stocks and the holes.

[He doesn't look up at the ceiling but he can almost feel the bit of sag in it that he hadn't quite figured out how to fix yet.]

Blankets and stuff too. Are you gonna be findin' a house that I can add to my firewood route or are ya covered by what'll be here?

[misshuang]

[ Stocks! Now that, she can absolutely do. Organisation was a key part of her recent position at Lumon. ]

I can help with that, [ she nods, eagerly. ] I imagine managing supplies in such an isolated environment is a very important task.

[ Of course, she still thinks this is more a simulation for survival than the Real Deal... but she'll continue to behave as though it's for real. ]

I've been preparing a cabin, [ the girl says, almost proudly. She's been doing it all by herself! ] It's over on Thompson's Road. You deliver firewood? I would be very grateful for that. I've learned from Mr. Gray how important it is, and how to use it.

[tinstar]

Mr. Grey? [It's echoed with a quiet confusion before he puts together who she must mean and his face breaks wide with a smile. Was Dorian secretly good with kids? He didn't seem the type. Interesting.]

You mean Dorian Grey, I follow. I'll put you on my rotation, and you can let me know if you need somethin' else. I'm sure we can find most anythin', so long as you're not lookin' for anythin' that didn't exist in 1994.

[Not that she looked like she was born anywhere near 1994.]

I live over on 15 Greene street. Should you need somethin' while you're out an' about.

[misshuang]

I very much appreciate it, Mr. Givens. [ She truly does; in truth, she's been a little overwhelmed by things since her arrival here, though she's trying extremely hard not to let that show, or to admit to it. But she could use some help, and she certainly means to offer help right back in return. ]

1994? [ She pauses in thought at that, then shakes her head. There's nothing she'd need from any particular era that she can think of, though she has to wonder why he brings up that one, specifcially. ] Is that a meaningful year?