The Park, Tuesday Afternoon

[stringstothesoul]

Erasmus was freezing. It never got this cold in southern Mississippi. However, here he was, out of doors, hands wrapped around a peppermint mocha--tis the season, after all--having gotten a little distracted by some of Fandom's wildlife.

Specifically, as he sat on this park bench, he was trying to figure out if the flamingos were actually were-flamingos and that was why they were this far north in this insane frigid weather (it was almost forty degrees). "You know you guys can tell me if you are, right?" Maybe they didn't like necromancers. "But if you are maybe you should go somewhere heated? Are feathers warm enough for this weather?"

(Open post is open, and brought to you by a short story in Erasmus's universe casually including a were-flamingo like that's a normal thing to have in your urban fantasy universe or something.)

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty was a little late to work due to taking Lexi to Selkie Peak to see the town lit up at night. (And it being dark meant the kid probably wouldn't notice the puppet people and start asking questions.)

When she got into work, she didn't find Tino at first. Not until he came back in with a load of tangled Christmas lights that he was going to stick on the mechanical bull. Kitty felt like this would end in being able to spot the bull from space, but at least it kept him occupied.


[Open but probably slow for work!]