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[queenofechoes]

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[howtheyshine]

He uses his warden item to find her, because that's what it's supposed to be for.

His warden item, he's discovered, is his crown, or rather, the collection of pieces that make up his former crown, which float over his palm in a loose ring that looks like it did when it was all one piece. The front, the tallest spire, seems to orient in Madelyne's direction.

He has no idea how to read anything else from it yet.

Anyway, wherever she is, there is now also a very worried-looking Edwin, brow sharply furrowed.

"I didn't plan for this to happen. I'm sorry." He fishes around distractedly in his own chest for a moment before he pulls her rather meaty dossier out through his shirt like it's perfectly natural. "Do you want to read your file with me? I-I didn't want to do it without you. It doesn't feel right."

gift

[erbier]

[ Ilde leaves a basket that overflows with fruits, vegetables, flowers, and herbs. All of the produce is more or less recognizable. Some variants are from Ilde's dead home world; subtly different in flavor or color. There is a little note that says: ]

Bring back the basket and I will fill it again.

[ But truthfully, more will appear eventually whether Madelyne brings her the basket or not. ]

Backdated to After the VIP Flood so i don't KEEP FORGETTING

[howtheyshine]

He gives her a day between the clear end of the chaos and his check-in. He wants her to have some time to settle, but not too much time to be alone. Not after everything he read in her file, not when Jean was the one who showed up.

The highest point of his broken crown, when he holds the pieces in a ring hovering over his palm, leads him to wherever she's decided to post up this afternoon, and he closes his hand to call the crown's pieces back to himself--back into his chest, specifically, it's a useful storage area--before he says anything.

"Hi." That's about as neutral as an opening can get, right?

post-redwall breach

[deuceoftears]

He gives them both a day to compress, then knocks on her door.

[gulling]

This terrible fuckin' creature touched me and I pushed it back outta my visions.

[ She reports her improvements to her shielding with breathless pride. ]

[deuceoftears]

John's told you, I presume?

[It's only minutes later.]

[erbier]

She may or may not have fussed with her hair before knocking at the cabin door. Her dress might be a favorite; a burnt sunflower color without any grass stains or dirt. The ruffled socks may or may not have been a gift from Madelyne herself. She shifts the way she is holding the basket of produce, glancing down the hall for anyone walking by.

And her gaze returns quickly when the door opens.

"Hello."