ringing in the new year

[beastkeeper]

For the most part, the beginning of every new year on the block is the same. There's the party, held down in the common room (barely distinguishable from the lobby, but hey, who cares), and the reminders that go up in the week prior, telling people to bring food to share (not that everyone does — the witch provides more than enough, anyhow). There are, of course, smaller parties, held in the apartments upstairs or on the grounds, and the combinations of creatures always rotates (more or less), but the overall air remains the same. The end of one year and the ushering in of another is cause to celebrate.

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[flutterings]

[ sometimes talking to jordan is like speaking another language, something beautiful and lyrical of his own creation. but he smiles at her and she smiles back, because he is one of the very few who she can ease into conversation with. normally she'd have flitted away by now, made an excuse, and slipped off to find another uninhabited nook to sit in. ]

I think I'd like to see less. But that's a wish and not a resolution.

[faunas]

[ Jordan pauses and lapses into silence nodding, first at Darla and then up at the sky at nothing in particular. ] But wishes, upon wishing, can be resolved, ya dig? And resolutions wished, without resolutions' resolve.

[ Many of the residents' powers were difficult things to master, but few came with more dire consequences than Jordan's and so it's a wish he understands well. Luckily for him there was something about his temperament that lent itself to understanding the ebb and flow of life, the giving and taking of that vital breath. He could wither a houseplant in less than a minute but use that death to fix a sprained ankle, a broken arm, a bleeding wound (it's happened in the past).

Lazily he waves a hand through the air, it moving around the smoke that he's been exhaling. ] It can happen.

[flutterings]

You're so optimistic.

[ her tone is quietly incredulous. how did he manage to stay like that, so upbeat? darla had never quite managed it herself, not unless there was someone who needed her to be.

darla was always better at being what others needed her to be, a better nurse than a person, if such a comparison could be made. she was not good at doing things for herself. ]