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Who: Kitty Pryde and everyone who tags!
Broadcast: Yep!
Action: Planet fun! Or Windrose maybe. I'm flexible.
When: Now or nowish. Definitely now-adjacent.

[Broadcast]
I have an important request. I need someone who can make cheese. Do cheese makers have an old timey name like cobblers and haberdashers or are those only for clothes? Anyway, calling all of those.

Cheese doesn't seem to be a thing here from what I can tell, but we're just one ingredient away from some really great pizza. I have no idea what cheese requires other than cows or goats or something. I grew up so close to Wisconsin, but I feel like I learned so little.

I would also accept alternative cheese. I know there were vegan kinds made out of hopes and dreams or something I assume. I can pay you or share the finished pizza or do something in trade if I had skills. I could beat someone up for you maybe. [She's not going to do that. Probably.] We'll work it out.

[Action]
[She's on the planet doing all of these things and more but this post won't get to CAPTCHA! You might find her on the Windrose veeeery rarely!]

Comments

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That's amazing you were able to find it at all. [She never recovered anything from the remains of their house. Destroyed and burned with Chicago.] I'm glad you were able to get it back here.

[grandstanding]

I knew where we'd left it. [Buried, in the yard, before they were taken to the ghettos. Even then very little in the box had been salvageable.]

So am I. I haven't seen it in years.

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Sometimes I felt like I was forgetting how they looked. I'd have nightmares where they'd be faceless.

[grandstanding]

[He'd been lucky to keep those two photos, so he never had nightmares quite like that. The ones he did have more than made up for it. He murmurs his understanding.]

Unfortunately, it happens, with time. I don't remember what the other members of my family looked like anymore. I was too young.

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[She almost wonders if that would be easier. Being young enough you weren't sure what you were missing. Better to always wonder or always long? It's pretty lonely either way. Or it is unless you build new connections. Friends. Teammates. Family.]

People really need to stop with the genocides. They lead to a lot of sad stories.

[Such an understatement, and if she was going to say anything else it's cut off as the door opens. A group of customers comes in and fills a few tables.] They look thirsty. I guess that means I'm up. [What with being a bartender here at the moment. Even if she'd been pretty content to just get lost with Erik as if they were just hanging out here together, swapping war stories. Or orphan stories.

She refills his beverage first.] In case I don't see you again. [He gets a little smile.]