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WHO: Lux Crownguard, and you!
WHEN: 9/1 - 9/15
WHERE: Caissa, Gammon
WHAT: Letter writing parties, part-time jobs, terrorizing the kitchen for the sake of self-study and channeling her inner cat. If you want a personal prompt, please message me at pearlescent and we'll work something out!
WARNINGS: Lux cooking. No other warnings needed.

♕ o1. FIVE MORE MINUTES.

[ Between Shiki's dog carrier and Teddy's... "thoughtful" gift, K203 was a bit loud. Naturally something of a light sleeper, this means that Lux hasn't actually been sleeping much at night. Or during the day. Or really at all.

So, the blond has taken to (accidentally) falling asleep in some strange places. In the middle of eating lunch, in the middle of studying, sometimes even in the middle of walking (watch out!). She'll mumble an apology if she runs into someone, but for the most part, she looks and sounds more zombie than woman. Will she be all right? ]

♕ o2. HELL'S KITCHEN PART 2.

...Is this a pinch? Maybe?

[ Who let her back in the kitchen?

It's time for everyone's least favorite cooking show, with your star, the clumsy chef Lux Crownguard. On today's menu? Looks like pasta, something that she had been practicing along with the poor soul who had taken it upon himself to teach her how to cook. On the plus side, it looks like she's improved from the last time, so the kitchen probably won't burn down!

But... ]

Well, this sort of looks like an onion...

[ There's also that.

All right, so what did Subaki say? Cut everything in perfectly measured pieces? Oh, but Sion said that that wasn't as important, that she should worry about presentation later. Was it important to make sure it looked good as well as tasted good? She wasn't sure...

Watching over the pot like her very life depending on it, staring the thing down with a deep-creased frown, she checked her pocket watch religiously. She would get this right.

Just a little taste to see and— ]

—!!

[ Augh, that wasn't like an onion at all! It's probably not a good sign when someone starts sputtering and coughing after trying their own food, is it? ]

♕ o3. THE LIGHT MAGE IS A PART-TIMER.

[ Are you out running errands? Having a day on the town? Wasting time and/or money? Hey, doesn't that cashier look familiar? Or that person washing dishes (lord knows that's the only way anyone will let her get close to the kitchen)? She keeps popping up in strange places, always cheery and ready to smile when she's on the clock.

But off? She can be found either sitting outside of said shop or restaurant (see: probably sleeping), inquiring about part-time work or jobs, or shuttling between places. She looks a bit ragged, but somehow... still seemingly accomplished.

If approached between work (even if it's by someone she knows), she'll give a winced smile, waving her hands lightly. ]

I'm sorry, I'm not on the clock right now...

♕ o4. PEN PALS.

[ All around the Hall of Glory, posters have been placed. Somewhat simple in design, they show a picture of what looks to be a hero sitting at a table, writing something. They actually don't look half bad, like the person who drafted the fliers might actually have a bit of an artistic knack.

The message is simple:

LETTER WRITING PARTY
THIS EVENING AT 5PM IN THE COMMONS AREA

SNACKS, DRINKS AND STATIONARY ITEMS AVAILABLE UPON REQUEST
LET'S SPREAD A BIT OF HOPE TO THE PEOPLE OF GAMMON!

And sitting waiting is a young blond woman. True to her word, there are snacks, simple things she likely picked up from a store somewhere, cups for drinks, and a nice pile of cards, paper and envelopes. Seeing someone approach, her expression brightens, and she gives a small wave. ]

I was beginning to think I would be the only one here.