Someone has flocked this store nearly to death. The windows, a tree, corners not covered in merchandise are flocked with sticky white fluff along with the faux-snow made of downy cottony fibers that are piled in areas under displays to make it look Wintery as it does outside. Lulu is in a pair of fleecy looking knit leggings and an oversized lumpy sweater over a longer thinner knit sweater-dress.
Lulu is in the Holiday Spirit, capering around to Alternative holiday songs: Everything from Adam Sandler, Nightmare Before Christmas, Music written about holidays from other countries - even 'Cee Lo's Magic Moment'. In the spirit of giving good cheer to all, there are holiday sales on everything and all purchases come with a small crafted 'PuffBall' googley eye creatures Holding Wreaths, wearing Holiday caps, even a few with Menorah's hot-glued to their tiny white puffball 'hands'.
"Dance magic dance... " hums Etsy on her way in, since Dielle is right about many things, but especially about the fact that the songs from Labyrinth get stuck in your head, and ever since the rainbownicorn brought up the movie, the songs have been stuck in her head, and probably sung until Reggie protested very stuffily. There may have even been some 'I say's and some 'by jove's involved.
When she picks up on the songs inside the store, though, Etsy swaps over to singing along with Sally without a hitch. The siren's holding a small candy-striped box in her hands, and drifts over to the counter, for once not shadowed by her silvery-blue hedgebeast. "Hellos, a Lulus. I am bring a presents! Is not Christmases yet but I brings anyways."
"Thats okay, I like to Celebrate Holidays on all the days. I always love this time of year, save for a few notable exceptions the vibes are always so promising. Urgent and maybe even a little alarming but overall, Hopeful. Magical. Or maybe that's just forgotten memories of my feelings on it that never go away. All I know is I enjoy the Holidays. How are you, oh, no Mrbl?" She wonders as she takes the present and with greedy nimble fingers starts pulling the present open. "I don't have everything ready for the Holidays yet.
"No mrbl todays. He gets nervouses to come to some public places. He sayings, 'Oh, Etsys, I am an 'exotic pets,' people will think bad things and maybe try to take me aways,' and I say 'then be a stole,' and he sayings, 'that is a borings,' and I say, 'fine stay home,' and he doings." A vague shrug from Etsy, then, and she pushes the box across the counter. "Is a pretties," she explains, adding, "I do like a holidays, especially Christmases is so much fun, is everyone doing a 'want want want' for a whole month, is even better than Valentine's Day, that has so much of a despairs on it, ugh." Etsy sort of randomly floofs about the shop, having set her gift down, looking at things. "Is never ready for Christmases, that is the trick, can always wants for mores." The mermaid's absently-fluttering hands have small (new) fins at the wrists, and her porcelain-white skin has iridescent little scales when she turns her face toward the light. A little more Wyrd now, this one.
Lulu oh's and frowns a bit but after a moment of thought, she ducks her head. "Well, it makes sense as sad as it is." She says as she pulls the little plant from the bo with a small squee. "It has curls! I will call it Shirley. It is wonderful and will fit well upstairs with my other plants." She gushes over the plant, after all, it's a lasting gift and one that Lulu can take care of to boot. She fusses quietly over the present watching Etsy go. "Well, do you see anything you like here now?" Uh oh. Hopefully o one mentions to the proprietor what his interim help is doing. "If you do you should just pick something and we'll say it's an early present?"
After a moment the moth's thoughts drift on, fluttering to light on something else that makes her perk suddenly. "Do you know any dream people, Etsy?"
Let's be honest: succulents are great presents for many Lost, including Etsy herself. Plus, curly succulents are adorable. It's a perfect Flowering present. Probably she's been making lots of them grow up quickly ever since she found out about them and made Reggie get her one. "It does, but... " Etsy shrugs. "I do not like the despairs, it makes me a sadness." She pauses, and turns back toward Lulu, cradling her own face in her hands at the other woman's delight. "Curly Shirley!" she giggles in an arpeggio. "I do likes." And then she turns back toward the shop. "Oh, I do likes some of the things, I want to make for Reggies a scarfs, I think it would make him a dignified otters to have a proper scarfs for his coat. Will find a things." Is it really a present if you buy the makings of it with the recipient's credit card, though?
"Oh. Yes! Me! That is why I am coming to sees. I am the oneiromancers for my motley, Adventure Time! with an exclamation point, is importants, and also, am a Watchers."
Especially forgetul lost who tend to wander off on adventures for goodness knows how long. Lulu pets a finger over one of the thick waxy leaves and beams. "Go ahead, we just got new stock in we weren't supposed to put up til after the Black Friday Sale. So most of it is out." She encourages Etsy to take her time to walk the store. Everything from patterns to yarn and even that 'Other Craft' section in the back for the edgy witchy types.
"Oh, uhm, yes. So the last few weeks I got lost in the city.." She takes out her phone, a sleep looking greenish-silver thing that she unlocks with a fingerprint and checks a couple of things. "Yeah..uhm. here come look at this map for a second." She gestures for Etsy to come over. There, on a map of the city, lulu has all kinds of 'marker points' but the only ting she has listed is some Suessian gibberish and color coding. But she points to a few dozen markers with radius circles, some of which overlap. "These are hotspots for the poison. Meaning that there are one or more in thse spots.. who drawn to the uninfected.. move around the city. Mostly Homeless. It's starting to get cold so they're starting to sleep in larger groups. It's spreading like wildfire. I cannot keep up. The dream posion I was dealing with is exsausting. I've only done two people and I've only jus recovered." She explains. "I have to catch up with Deille and Other Bug." She rolls her lip for a moment. "It's been going on for Months. I'm still hoping to meet with the Soundless to see if they might know more but for now I'm pretty sure I know the root and the keeper involved. But that's not going to help the dream plague right now.."
"Ummm." Etsy wanders for a moment, picking up a couple of wool skeins -- worsted weight black and gold. Did she mean to be making Reggie a Hufflepuff scarf? Oh well. He'd like to think he's Gryffindor probably, but the omen-following mermaid will have her way. She comes floofing back up to the counter -- her tatty slippers barely seeming to touch the ground -- and squints at the map. "Probablies, is a goodness to have a Lumis look at this maps. She is a smartness about places, and... practical things." The mermaid flutters her webbed hands. Practical things like 'laws' and 'bills' and 'not floofing off into the Hedge.' This is why Adventure Time has their own resident Winter, to keep all the Springs from Springing off in random directions.
"Ummm." She makes a random tone again, like an a capella group about to start singing, and squints at the map. "So, needs a help with a humans dreams? Or... whose dreams is we doing a scrubs for? For peoples we are knowings? Or... ?" The mermaid blinks up wide-eyed at Lulu. "I can helps, if can get to a dreams, or can also helps you with your sleeps, to help you be strongers."
Lulu bites her lip a little, "These are all infected areas, so far, like I said things getting colder means more people in these places. Sharing beds. Infected seek to infect. Like that slumber party a few months back." She chews her lip, "That likely had something to do with that sleepover even happening. It goes deeper, people start sleepwalking and yanno.. well I don't have to tell you. I can clean people one at time or slowly but not this many. This is currently a.. Well right now it's Epidemic. And it could become worse. It could spread. The oldest subject of infection sees us now.."
Lulu says, “She could see us suddenly, with no warning.. no action. Just knew us in a blink.”
She blinks a bit. "Oh! The... really? I thought... about goings to that, but I didn't knows anybodys that was goings, and I don't like to sleep around peoples unless I knows mostly -- " Because Etsy practices Responsible Dreaming, or something. She listens, frowning deeply, and rocks slowly back and forth, as if caught in a current that only she can feel. "Yes. Okays. I... wow. That will take a lots of us to cleans. But... how... don't we needs a pledge to get in and cleans? If do not have a trusts... " Pause. "Well. I guess I can get a trusts, especially if looking to do an infects. I can talk myselfs into and out of anythings." Or so she hopes. Her smile goes briefly awkward, then, and then brightens to its normal strength. "Wait. Oldest subject of infections... you mean. Like... suddenly she is... really? Like, not a pledges, not anythings, she just does a seeings of us?" Her sea-change eyes widen immensely, and darken suddenly, from their usual brackish green to a near-abysss black. "... such a worries. That it could be dones like a snap of fingers... that ... is. A problems." Shudder. "A Lumis will have a worry."
Lulu nods, "Yes. In a shop. During a date." She snaps her fingers, "Saw us. I'm afraid Etsy." The little Dawn admits with a tiny tremble tha sends layers of dust off her catching on an invisible Dawn breeze. "If that happened to her.. It could happen to all the infected. A bunch of people seeing us without having to pledge? Lumi woul have a right to worry. It's bigger than all of us. That's why I hoped people would come find me. If I went to find people I'd jsut get lost." She laughs and looks sheepish. Thankfully Lu does know ehr limitations.
Her dark eyes open wider, and she shudders, curling the hands that are currently holding her yarn selections close to her chest. "Is a big problems. I ... " The little mermaid shudders again. "Yes. I am gladness I came to talks with you. I will talk with a Calms alsos, she is good with a dreams and is -- " Etsy chews on her lower lip a little bit. "She is very much a powerfuls. More than mes. A lots. She is not as good with dreams as me reallies but is not badness? And has a powers. Just... um. Maybe you did meets, you would know if you did, she is like a... walking nothings. Scary-pretties. The nothings of the stars, our Keepers used to watchings. She is good at it." An absent shake of her head. "Okay. So. Needs to go and ... find an infects and do a cleans. And you are a goodness and could only clean two? We needs to maybe have a Watchers meetings. Get an organizations of an efforts. Otherwise, you do a thing, I do a thing, other person do a thing, we don't know who is doing what thing, maybe not so effectives?"
Lulu says, “It's all I know how to do is dream." She admits with a light fluttering motion and another puff of iridescent dust with the movement. The two I cleaned though were some of the longest infected, the deepest. Sleepwalking, seeing us, and already discussed by the freehold and Sworn to people to keep them and us safe." She promises. "I thing those more recently infected would be fine with someone not as good as you or I. But that means there are going to be others who arent as easy too because of how long it went unchecked." She chews her lip. "There was a Lost who's husband was missing. He found his husband with the help of Non-lost. His Keeper is the link."”
"Probably you are better at a dreams than me. I can do some other things," admits Etsy easily. She may be the best oneiromancer in her motley (or claims to be) but has no illusions about being the best, even locally. Carefully, she sets down the skeins on the front counter. "Good, that they has you." She chews her lower lip a little bit. "You mean, um, Nats? Because I know about her husbands was gone and is backs. I know a Glitch and I know a Nattyboo. Natty is a friend-Etsy, I have known her since Maine. She helped to put together back my brains after things that broke a brains and a hearts of an Etsys. Is meanings?" Pause. "I do not know a Glitch-Keeper, except is games. I learnt some games to understand a Glitch."
Lulu bites her lip, "No, maybe, I think that it was two men.." She holds up her fingers and wiggles them. "Or maybe he wasn't Lost, but his Husband was with the Keeper." She frowns. "I can't remember those details. I was hoping by telling folks who were interested that we could all work together to figure it out. But I can tell you the games are almost always the same even if the flavors are different. At first, it is success and pleasure and power, but slowly it becomes loss and hopelessness. Eventually.. you never win. Love, Games, Money.. eventually whatever makes you happy breaks you. The line is almost indistinguishable it's so well hidden. And the poison fights back, hard." It' hard to imagine that the seafoam moth can get greener but somehow she manages.
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Rolled 4 Successes
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GAME: You spend 1 Glamour with reason: restoring a moff
One of her webbed hands reaches out gently, resting on Lulu's arm for just a moment. Warmth flows out from that brief point of contact, bringing with it the equivalent of a good night's sleep and a hearty Thanksgiving meal: it isn't much, not in the grand scheme of things, but at the least, the ridiculuous!Spring can make Lulu feel well-rested and full. "It is a big and heavy burden you are carries. That kind of a poisons, it goes very deeps. People do love to play games. Always thinking they will be the ones doing a winnings. But, in the end, the House wins. And the humans do the losings." That feather-light touch pulls back, and she turns her head slightly, bringing that same hand up to whorl one of her salty black curls around a finger. "Okay. I do not know that mans. But ... I do understand games. I remember the Arena. You win, until you lose."
Lulu says, “And then you loose until nothing you do succeeds. There's no winning, no draws, no loosing, no -games-.. Just no success. Ever. Thats when the veils are ripped away. Before then before it gets that bad.. I think they can feel us. but I wasn't able to confirm that precisely and odds are I wont." Lulu perks and smiles at the Spring as she's restored and some of the darker green brightens to make her look far better rested. "If anyone wants to come to me. I'm here.. though I have been spending a lot of time since it snowed out by the fairgrounds. There's lots of snow for snow angels there and no one's stepped in it or worse.”
A small wince from Etsy as Lulu goes on in her description. She knows the way that goes, the cycle of winning and losing... and losing... and losing. "Hopefullies we do not have another ones get so badness." Etsy smiles a little bit as some of the darker greens on the moth fade away, her work having visible effects. "Can also comes out to visit at the house that Reggie did a buying of. Is a safeness. Um. You will remembers it, actuallies, I am thinks. Because it is the big house out at Lazy Otter Downs. Reggies found there was a place called 'Lazy Otter' and said, 'must build my house there.' So, you will remembers, maybe: Etsy has mrbls, Etsy lives with otters, Etsy lives at Lazy Otters!" From one flighty creature to another: memory aids. "Can always come to us, if a needs. Also good place for snow angels, and can get a Reggies to take you for a flyings. It is good for a spirits."
"Etsy lives at Lazy Otters. I think I can remember that. She repeats it to herself several times just o be sure that she -does- have it. "I will come visit soon, especially if there are snow angels and flying. I haven't flown since.." She takes a breath and then her lips purse. "Since I don't remember. But yes, please, it sounds like a good time and I could use a break from all this work. I can't believe Nature makes it looks so easy, it took me hours to make everything properly snowy in here." Not that -everything- neede flocking. But Lulu likes to give things her all. Speaking of she's started bagging up the items Etsy had brought over without any concern for price or payment. It'll come up later when someone's doing the books no doubt but for now, there's no tab to concern anyone with.
Far be it from Etsy to turn down presents. The mermaid leans against the counter, nodding her head. "I will try to do a meetings of a Watchers to talk about this, with everyones. It will be a good ideas. And I will try to remembers everything you said, so we can start a works. Should not be all on you. Should be on all of us. Is why we have these groups anyways," Etsy offers, and then she smiles somewhat lopsidedly. "Do come to do a visits. I will show you my tanks, and Reggie can take you flyings, and so much snows... " She takes the bag once it's all packed up. "You needs a breaks. I will helps, and also, make a break-taking." Another brief touch to Lulu's arm. "I am going to go to the home place now. Oh! Do you haves a mirrors? I forgots to tell the drivers to stay. I could call him but... I am lazies."
Touching Lulu brings with it a sense of cool silk on the fingers, like touching the wings of a moth. If one's quick they might even notice a sheen of dust on their fingers before it fades. "Okay. Thank you. And please let them know they can come to me any time." When she's asked about the mirror she looks about and wrinkles her nose at the non-private mirrors before nodding. "Come with me, there's a bathroom upstairs only I and a few others use." Lulu knows the lazy thing. There are probably at least three dozen apps on her phone all associated with not having to do anything at all. She leads Etsy upstairs and into an old fashioned oval mirror that Lulu has painted psychadelic swirls around.
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Rolled 3 Successes
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===========================-> >> Athletics + Wyrd + 1 [No Flags] << <-
GAME: You spend 3 Glamour with reason: SO LAZY
"I will tells them," Etsy agrees, and then she briefly touches Lulu's arm again before the mirror reflects nothing, very briefly. The mermaid slips through, and is gone.
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