Jesdyn has made Jesdyn's local description Neil is a Mercurian of 
Judgement who wears an honest-to-God halo when he's in Civis... which he 
isn't. He's probably not even in this session.

William [to Jesdyn]: As per our discussion over email, you'll most likely 
be sitting out the rest of the arc, unless there's some reason to 
CelTongue you.  I doubt we'll start the next arc today, either.

Neil says, "I'm fine with that."

fadethecat has made fadethecat's local description A young woman with 
long dark hair, and sparkly ribbons woven through it. She wears a sword 
on a belt at her waist, and there are ribbons along the belt as well.

The GM says, "When last we faded to commercial, Thais and Ekur had just 
returned to Civis from a brief trip to Earth in chase of two young 
scamps.  The trip took several hours, and upon return -- T-8 hours or so 
to Blandine's arrival -- the city is in a tense situation as friends of 
the offended party, one Anaba of the Navajo delegation, are outside City 
Hall demanding justice.  Not helping the situation are a collection of 
Ethereals that would enjoy seeing a bit of blood in the streets."

The GM says, "We pick up with Thais and Ekur having just encountered the 
border patrol in the bounding foothills of the Domain near Southgate, 
where they learned of this (and that the city is momentarily closed to 
further visitors)."

Arc 3: Angels in Black, Men in White (conclusion)

Ekur makes best speed for City Hall.

Thais keeps close at Ekur's heels, and a wary eye out for trouble.

The GM says, "The road from Southgate to what used to be Central passes 
by the Angel's Quarter on the left, and the remaining desert wilderness 
on the right.  The Angel's Quarter is gripped with quiet, only angels 
with the armed services visible on streets as you pass.  A murmur rises 
from the intersection of the Angels' Quarter and the Ethereals' Quarter 
ahead of you, steadily growing louder as you approach City Hall."

The GM says, "When you arrive in the plaza outside City Hall, the tableau 
that meets your eyes is definitely a standoff.  The Navajo ethereals are 
arranged in full uniform in the square outside Jack's old house and the 
new civic building."

The GM says, "Several Malakim, Cherubim and Ofanim in celestial form are 
ranged around the two buildings.  A crowd has gathered behind the Navajo.  
The energy is tense."

Ekur dreamshapes himself a soapbox to stand on.  Deciding that this is an 
opportune time to shock people into silence and attention, he stands on 
the soapbox, and with his best Acting roll to look angry, shouts 
"E-fucking-nough!"

William [to StevenE]: Skill roll.

Ekur rolled 14 versus 18 and succeeded by 4.

Thais admires the soapbox, but only stands quietly behind him, looking 
her usual friendly self.

William [to StevenE]: And do you look like an Elohite when you do this?

StevenE [to William]: Yes.

The GM says, "The crowd glances over at you.  There is an audible "ooh" 
with the tone of 'hey, that's pretty unusual,' followed by conversational 
chattering.  People are waiting expectantly for your next move."

The GM says, "A couple of Malakim eye Ekur and visibly resonate him, 
relaxing after they do so."

fadethecat [to StevenE]: Ah, when Elohite shout. It's effective!

William  . o O (Trying to think of what to do next?)

Ekur says, "The Vodoun spirits that attacked the Dreamshade Anaba did go 
to Earth, but they were captured there and are currently in the custody 
of an Angel of Judgment, who is punishing them.  Anaba will be released 
shortly, since he's done nothing wrong.  So could you all move on about 
your ordinary business?"

The GM says, "The crowd digests this for a moment and turns its 
attention, tennis-match-like, to the Navajo spirits."

fadethecat [to William]: ...I'm now picturing Ekur in a tennis skirt, 
damn you.

Nayanezgani confers briefly with some of his people.  He looks up.  "You 
have... effectively anticipated our demands.  We will wait here until 
Anaba is released."

Ekur nods, steps down, and heads inside.

Thais follows along after Ekur, with one last glance over her shoulder at 
the assembled crowd outside.

William [to fadethecat]: Several of them seem disappointed that there 
wasn't a fight.  There's a few pixies and some of their relatives trying 
to stir up resentment about the loa being allowed to stay on Earth, but 
the tension level is palpably lower.

Thais makes a note of those pesky pixies for later.

"Inside the municipal building, several angels and ethereals of the more 
clerkly sort are staring out the windows or desultorily trying to get 
some work done.  Sitting in a receiving area is he Navajo woman in the 
white dress who went with Anaba earlier.  She stands up to meet you."

Ekur nods to the spirit.  "I apologize for the inconvenience, ma'am.  
It's been a while since I dealt with the corporeal, and I forgot how long 
it would be until we got back."

Thais makes a polite, shallow bow to the spirit, but lets Ekur do the 
speaking. He's so good at it.

The cornsilk woman says, "I quite understand.  I am sorry I could not do 
more to quell the disturbance myself; I could only say what I saw, which 
was that the young loa had disappeared and you had pursued.  And that 
Anaba was being held but, of course, in entirely commodious conditions."

The cornsilk woman says, "For the purpose of better establishing my 
client's circumstances, could you elaborate on the current situation of 
the fugitives?"

Ekur says, "We do now know what was happening.  The loa had a sorcerer, 
and they attempted to have the sorcerer push Anaba along from his current 
state.  The sorcerer summoned them, so they had to go.  They are now 
bound for a time by that sorcerer, and then angel of Judgment that was 
with us is punishing them."

Ekur says, "I also got a promise from the sorcerer that, at least for a 
month, he will not try to push Anaba along.  That should be time enough 
to finish your business here and take him to a realm he'd be safe in.  
If, of course, he hasn't moved on along of his own accord by then."

The cornsilk woman says, "I believe he is reconsidering his stay with us 
as we speak."  She seems sad about this.   "I have a duty to my superiors 
to try to persuade him to stay, but ultimately it is his choice.  His 
jailors asked me to leave when it seemed he was becoming upset.  Would 
you please look in on him and convey my request to know how he is doing?"


Ekur says, "Yes, I will.   Oh, at this point, those over me probably 
think I should deliver a lecture about harboring dreamshades.  Consider 
that incorporated by this reference."

The cornsilk woman bows slightly.  "Your message and its nuances are 
cordially received."

Ekur nods, and asks whoever's in charge around here to be taken to Anaba.


William [to Ekur]: For all practical purposes at the moment, that's you 
-- higher city officials are over in City Hall, Jack's place -- and a 
police angel takes you to a room on the third floor with comfortable 
furnishings, a view of the nearby city, and a Kyriotate maintaining a 
Song of Celestial Shields.  Anaba is inside, looking out the window.

Ekur says, "Hello, Anaba.  I hope this hasn't been too much of an 
inconvenience for you."

Thais offers a bow to Anaba equal to the one she gave the spirit earlier, 
and stands slightly behind Ekur.

Ekur auto-resonates Anaba.

Anaba is silent for a moment.  He dreamshapes a cigarette and takes a 
puff.  "You know what really sucks about being dead?  You can't smoke.  
You're also not physically addicted any more, thank God, but you still 
want a smoke and the best you can do is pretend to taste it."  He looks 
back.  "You guys can come in, come in."  He waves you in to the room.  
"Most comfortable lockup I've ever been in."

William [to Ekur]: Anaba is extremely conflicted at the moment, fear and 
multiple duties.

Thais steps inside, and nods to him. "Thank you."

Anaba sighs.  "Still a reservation, though, isn't it.  Even if it's 
comfy."

Ekur says, "Your advocate is concerned about how you are doing.  We're 
here to let you go, and the spirits in the street are waiting to see 
you."

Anaba smiles.  "Silk's a nice girl.  You should see her when she's not in 
uniform.  I honestly think she'd really miss me if I decided to leave, 
and she's not just saying it to get me to stay."

Anaba drops the smile.  "I suppose I should see them again.  They really 
ought to see that I'm doing okay."

Ekur says, "What do you want, Anaba?"

Anaba turns around and meets your eyes.  "I'd like not to die again.  I'm 
due to reincarnate, did you know?  That means I forget most of the life I 
led this time, I'm told."

Anaba says, "Guess that's why I held on as a dreamshade.  It's nice to be 
convinced that your gods need you."

Anaba vanishes the cigarette.  "Okay.  I'll go see 'em."

Ekur nods in what he hopes is an understanding way.  "Thank you.  And 
though I don't believe you can get what you want, I do hope you get 
something you can be happy with."

Ekur steps aside to let Anaba take the lead out of the cell.

Anaba heads for the door.  As you head down, he says, "Do you... have a 
place where I can stay until Blandine makes her appearance?  It'd be neat 
to see an Archangel.  And I don't think I'll be staying with the 
delegation any more."

Ekur says, "A place can be arranged.  And if you'd like, I'd be honored 
to have you as a guest when my promotion ceremony occurs."

Anaba says, "Thanks.  That sounds nice."  Momentarily, a U.S. military 
uniform of antiquated design replaces the human street clothes he is 
wearing.

Ekur says, "Myself, I wish that it were Beleth promoting me.  But several 
thousand years ago, I learned I wouldn't get what I wanted.  I have 
gotten something that makes me happy."

The GM says, "You come to the lobby, where Cornsilk waits."

Silk comes over to Anaba.  He shakes his head slowly, and she pauses.  
She says, "Don't you like staying with us?"

Anaba says, "I like being Navajo.  I wish I could stay.  But the 
reservation life has just gotten too small."

Anaba heads for the front door and steps outside.

Ekur tells a uniform to arrange a place for Anaba to stay in Civis for a 
while.

Ekur then follows Anaba out to the street.

Silk, inside, turns to Thais.

Thais pauses, looking to Silk.

Silk says, "It may be possible to grant Anaba's wish.  My superiors would 
accept half a loaf rather than losing him entirely.  Heaven's view on the 
matter is not clear to me, since it is an expressed desire of his and he 
is already with us.  We could forge a Soul Link between him and one of 
us; sometimes they survive reincarnation."

Silk says, "He may not be born Navajo again, but we could find him."

fadethecat [to William]: Do I know what Heaven's policy about Soul Links 
is?

William [to fadethecat]: Believe it or not, they're technically legal.  A 
Soul Link allows the human to demand a service of the ethereal.  It's 
only a problem if it's used for the human to send Essence to the ethereal 
-- which is, of course, its most common use.  So, technically legal but 
with the potential for abuse.

William [to fadethecat]: If you think about it for a moment, their 
primary purpose would be presumably to reintroduce him to their 
priesthood.

fadethecat [to William]: And since they're not really a religion we frown 
on... Not likely to be something we'd fuss about, especially given the 
greater chance he'd choose to move on as we want, right?

William [to fadethecat]: You would not be breaking any laws of Heaven or 
Civis to allow her to suggest it.  The ethical content of the decision is 
entirely up to you.  Laurence would probably disapprove, of course.  If 
it makes it easier for Anaba to move on, though, that would be in the 
move's favor.

William  <ooc> Meta query.  Is this style of guidance helpful, 
frustrating, etc.?  I'm trying to give as much legal and political 
information as I can while letting Thais make her decision on her own.

fadethecat [to William]: It's useful. That's about the information I 
wanted. Thais tends to be fairly by-the-book, but once she knows what the 
book says, she can figure things out within that framework.

William [to Thais]: You can also, of course, see how much the potential 
for its misuse is weighing in Silk's current state of mind...  :^)

fadethecat [to William]: ...oh, point. Resonating!

Thais rolled 17d6 and got 62.

roll 3d6

On 3d6, you rolled 11.

fadethecat [to William]: ...right, letting you roll.

Neil . o O ( Thais rolls 6d6 and gets 36. "... okay, Lucifer squashes you 
flat and crushes the Kingdom of Heaven." )

William [to Thais]: Among other information, you gather that professional 
duty (preserve our nation's resources, especially its people) coincides 
with personal desire.  She, personally, would be willing to be quite 
altruistic about the bond if that would help her keep an eye on Anaba.

The GM says, "I.e., no dramatic 'you are our priest reborn' speeches, 
just 'you were Navajo in a past life, and we were friendly.'"

Thais nods, fingers playing with the hilt of her sword for a moment. "No 
laws of Heaven forbid this. While there is potential for abuse of the 
link"--she does not try to clarify what she means by 'abuse' in this 
context--"I do believe it would be an acceptable choice, especially if it 
let Anaba move on as we would like. You've already discussed this 
possibility with him, then?"

Silk says, "It's been mentioned, but only as a last resort.  We didn't 
want him thinking we were hurrying him along."

Silk says, after a pause, "I've... worked out how to make one myself."  
Her icon doesn't blush, but you could swear....

Thais smiles. "Well. We have at least a month to decide, before any 
issues with that sorceror comes up. No need for hurrying, still. I'd like 
to discuss the issue with a few friends who know more about this sort of 
thing than I do, and if you'd like to bring it up directly with him, that 
would be very helpful. I'd like to resolve this matter to the best of 
everyone's satisfaction as we can. While we can't have everything... 
there are compromises that are better than nothing, yes."

Silk bows politely.  "Most certainly."

The GM says, "Outside, the crowd has reacted in a satisfied fashion as 
Anaba stepped out of the door.  The Navajo spirits cheer, and Nayanezgani 
steps forward, beckoning.  Anaba stops where he is, though, and the 
cheers turn to surprise."

Anaba announces, "I... could go with you if I wanted to."

Anaba pauses, then says, "I'm not... sure... I still want to."

Nayanezgani glances over at Ekur.  "What did you say to him?"

Anaba says, "This is my choice.  It always has been."

Ekur says, "I said he was free to go, and asked him what he wanted.  If 
you'd like me to summon a Seraph, I will."

Nayanezgani lets his hand drop.  "We don't want to lose you.  There are 
so few of our people left.  Especially priests."

The GM says, "The crowd nods.  A lot of ethereals know how that feels."

Anaba flinches.  Ekur, you can feel his conflict intensifying.  He says, 
"I'm thinking about it.  Look, whatever else happens I'll have the 
opportunity to meet her.  If I get the chance I'll deliver your 
petition."  He turns and goes back inside.

William [to Ekur]: The Malakite standing at your left says to you very 
quietly, "If you can get the crowd to figure the show's over somehow we'd 
really appreciate it."

Ekur says, "Thank you all for your concern, but this is now pretty 
clearly a private decision of Anaba's.  If you could all resume your 
normal business, please, so preparations for later tonight could go 
forward?"

There is a moment's pause, until a woman's voice calls out, "You two owe 
me money anyway."  The crowd sighs with release of tension, and people 
start going about their errands.

Jane, who was the one who called out, winks at Ekur and mouths, "You owe 
me one."

Ekur nods to Jane.

The Navajo spirits, at Nayanezgani's sign, put away their weapons and 
leave the square, presumably to return to their camp.  The fairies try to 
grumble some more, but other ethereals just tell them to shut up.  

Thais strides over towards Ekur. "There's something I need to discuss 
with you, once you have a spare moment."

Ekur says, "Oh?"

Thais glances about. "Possibly in a more private location. I'd prefer to 
ask Neil as well, but as he won't be back for some time, I can get your 
opinion first."

Ekur nods, and takes Thais to wherever his liason office is.

The GM says, "Upstairs, same building.  View of the square from the 
second floor."

Ekur looks out on the square, and auto-resonates a few people he sees, to 
make sure nothing seems to be building back up.

Thais takes a seat in the office, adjusting the sword at her side out of 
habit as she sits. "Do you have any experience with Soul Bonds?"

William [to Ekur]: Nope, things seem to be quieting down.

Ekur says, "Some.  The bonded Ethereal has to do favors requested by the 
human, and the human can send the Ethereal essence.  We try to avoid both 
sides, usually."

Ekur says, "Other than that, it's like the Djinn resonance on the part of 
the Ethereal."

Thais nods. "I've been told that the Navajo spirits would like to try a 
Soul Bond with Anaba, so that they can find him after reincarnation, if 
he chooses to move on. I'm led to believe he's in favor of this, and that 
it would make him more amenable to moving on to his next life. The honor 
of the one who suggested it was clear, and she said she would take up the 
matter directly with him to be sure of his thoughts. What's your opinion 
on this?"

Ekur says, "Hmm.  I'd rather he move on without links to his past life, 
honestly.  That seems to be what reincarnation is about, and a somewhat 
longer delay until he goes seems to be of less moment than hurrying him 
with a link to the past.  But if he decides to join one, there aren't a 
lot of practical ways to stop them, and all of them would probably cause 
more trouble than it's worth.  Honestly, I'd like to take it up with one 
of Destiny's angels, because I don't know how much it could screw him up 
in his next life."

Ekur [to William]: Do I know any Destiny angels around to consult with?

Thais says, "I'm inclined to approve of it, but we do have the time to 
consult further. Destiny would likely be useful in this."

William [to Ekur]: Hmm.  Sure, there's probably at least one assigned to 
the city staff.  Divine Destiny strikes me as the most likely attunement 
for the angel to have.

Ekur assumes he office has some sort of Ethereal comm gear.  If not, he 
CelTongue's the angel in question to come down here.

The GM says, "Yeah, phones function according to normal physical laws, at 
least within the bounds of the Domain."

Ekur picks up the phone, then.

From the other end of the line, you hear, "A human?  Really?" and the 
scrabbling of papers as the young social worker gathers his materials.  
"Yeah, I'll be right over..." and as he leaves the phone off the hook you 
hear a fading rustle of robes out the door.

The GM says, "Skipping ahead, the angel arrives in a few minutes and 
speaks with Anaba and Silk for a while in the lobby of the building.  He 
then reports to you, adjusting the unnecessary but Role-practicing 
glasses as he considers his notes: ""

Thais admires the glasses, and considers picking up some of her own. 
Useful to have something to fidget with when composing oneself.

The Destiny angel says, "Okay.  The, uh, the mere existence of a Soul 
Link isn't known to have any biasing effects beyond a close association 
with the ethereal in question.  And the Amerind are about as close to 
neutral as pantheons get.  It's the loss of Essence that's most 
troublesome. . .

The Destiny angel says, ". . .if you could get the recipient ethereal to 
reliably swear not to request or coerce this, that would remove the 
biggest drag on the human's next life."

Thais nods thoughtfully. "It's a pity we don't have any Bright Lilim at 
hand," she says.

Ekur nods.  "Thank you.  Did you pick up anything with Divine Destiny 
that would indicate the Link would be a problem for this soul in 
particular?"

The Destiny angel says, "The human in question had the destiny of 
standing up for minority rights in the wake of the Japanese Internment 
during World War II in the United States, but, um, became a codetalker 
instead, also known as windtalker or... right.  Also avoided his fate, 
standard alcoholism-induced spiral common on the U.S. reservations for 
the native population."  The Destiny angel gets angry for a moment, then 
refocuses on the task at hand.  "Being devoted to his religion may have 
helped with that.  Also may have blinded him to the plight of other 
minorities, but in my professional judgment this is less likely.  
Probably a small net positive.  And, of course, it's better that he move 
on quicker.  A soul in the Marches is too exposed to injury."

William  <ooc> eek, long report.

Ekur nods.  "Thank you, that's been quite helpful.  Anything else you 
think I should know?"

Thais looks to Ekur. "That does seem to weigh in favor of the Soul Link, 
in my estimation."

The Destiny angel thinks for a minute.  "Not that I can think of."

Ekur nods.  "Thank you for your time."

He nods and leaves.

Thais says, "In light of what information we have so far... I'd weigh in 
favor of approving the Soul Link, once we extracted a suitable promise 
from the spirit who'd be attached to the other end. And once they've had 
time to discuss it themselves, of course."

Ekur, when the Destiny angel leaves, says, "Yes.  My conclusion is that, 
given an promise not to request or coerce Essence from him after he's 
reincarnated, the Soul Link is probably beneficial.  Would you like to 
tell them, and would you mind if I tagged along?"

Thais says, "I'd be happy to. And I certainly don't mind. I'm not 
entirely certain of Anaba's view of the proposal yet, only Silk's, so I'd 
appreciate your input."

Ekur nods, stands, and gestures for Thais to take the lead.

Ekur [to William]: Bouncing autoresonances -- Anaba, Cornsilk, and Thais.


fadethecat [to William]: Heading back to ...wherever Anaba is, I guess.

William  (lobby)

Thais strides on with all the cheerful confidence she usually has, 
towards Anaba in the lobby. "Have a minute to talk?"

Silk receives the news happily and is enthusiastically willing to make 
the promise; she will even pay the fees for a Divine Contract service.  
Anaba, after digesting the proposal, is much less afraid of going 
forward: he feels more grounded, less like he's steeling himself to die 
again.

Neil . o O ( Wonder how happy she'll be when he reincarnates as a woman. 
)

They retire to Anaba's temporary quarters to make the arrangements; Silk 
promises the bond will be complete before Blandine is scheduled to 
arrive.

Ekur calls up an angel of Trade on a lobby phone for the contract, for 
the promise part.

fadethecat [to Jesdyn]: I'm sure Silk is flexible. Besides, she's an 
ethereal. She can swap around what she looks like with minimal fuss!

William  <ooc> I'll want to wrap up by 8 sharp tonight, so it's safe to 
say all of this goes well.

Jesdyn [to fadethecat]: Sure, but when he reincarnates as a spoiled 
Italian girl it might shake her up a bit.

Thais sends a brief update via CelTongues off to Neil, now that this end 
of matters has been (so far as she can tell) dealt with to a reasonable 
degree of mutual satisfaction.

Ekur nods.  Checks with the desk officer to make sure noting major is 
going wrong, and goes to fiddle with dreamshaping himself an appropriate 
outfit for the promotion.

As we fast-forward, Ekur and Thais are in the luxuriously-furnished 
sitting room of Jack's mansion, with Matthias, Jack, a few other civic 
officials, and Anaba.  Any Ethereal delegations that have received a 
scheduled meeting are waiting over in the municipal building.

Symbolic dawn breaks over the Marches, as Blandine's Tower flares with a 
rosy light and the Domain's sky brightens from star-specked to 
cloud-flecked.  Quietly, without fanfare or fuss, an archway appears in 
the side of Jack's living room.  Beyond it is a palatial hall of marble, 
mirrors, and hundreds of delicate candles.

The muezzins in the Angel's Quarter raise the call to dawn prayers.  To 
the sound of their voices, a delicate lady with ageless features and a 
long, flowing dress of shimmering grey steps through the new portal.

Blandine shares a professional nod with Matthias, and touches Jack and 
Yazz on the shoulder where they kneel.  She pauses as she sees Anaba, and 
turns to Ekur and Thais.  "Ekur," she says in poetically accented 
Angelic.  "It has been too long."

Ekur kneels.  "My Lady."

fadethecat [to William]: ...hmm. Thais was gonna go for a bow, this not 
being /her/ Superior, but would kneeling be more appropriate?

William [to fadethecat]: Kneeling would definitely be appropriate.

Thais kneels promptly with the rest, one hand resting on the hilt of her 
sword.

Blandine's eyes sweep over Thais, her diamond irises reflecting the 
multicolored glitter of her ribbons.  An eyebrow quirks, as does a corner 
of her mouth.  "Laurence made a very fitting choice for this place, I 
think," she says.

Thais smiles to hear this, though she does not look up.

Blandine turns to the rest of the group.  "If I may have the room with 
Ekur and his guests for the moment."  Her tone is quiet but expects to be 
obeyed, and the group shows itself out.  You are left with Ekur, Anaba, 
and Thais.

Blandine lets out a long breath and some of the distance fades from her 
face once there are fewer people in the room.  "Rise, please."

Thais stands quickly, settling into an at-ease position before the 
Archangel of Dreams.

Ekur stands, drawing himself up elegantly.

Blandine steps toward Anaba.  "You have led a long and hardworking life 
in my service, Ekur, and I still find you in interesting company."

Ekur says, "Yes, my Lady."

Blandine turns to Ekur and says, "You've grown much and lost much.  It 
was painful to see your sacrifices being made so often, but I could not 
deny the contributions you made to Heaven.  It would have been an insult 
to make your talents sleep in the Tower.  This city, I think it will be 
good for you."

Ekur says, "My Lady, I merely hope my service in this city redounds to 
your advantage, and the advantage of all Heaven."

Blandine says, "It seems humans are already becoming attracted here.  
Even if not in the ways I expected.  It will be good for you to be able 
to send them where they will be safer..." ...and with this, Ekur, you 
feel your Heart in the Tower sing a new note.  You are now a Vassal of 
Dreams.

Ekur bows deeply.

Blandine turns her attention to Anaba (the busy Archangel enjoys 
pleasantries, but rarely has time for them).

Anaba speaks with her briefly.  She gives her approval to the Link, and 
he conveys to her the Navajo's request -- an exchange of embassies.

Ekur , at an appropriate point, mentions that he told the Voodoun he'd 
mention their cooperation in the Anaba investigation.

Blandine gives indication that she will consider this, couched in 
diplomatic terms.  With Ekur's message, the business within is concluded, 
and she takes a deep breath, straightens up quietly, and heads out to 
conduct some more diplomacy.

William  <ooc> And with that, let's draw this arc to a close.

@clearlocal

Do you really want to clear all of the local names and descriptions? 
[Enter `yes' or `no']

yes

All local names and descriptions have been cleared.

Jesdyn puts down his popcorn and claps.

StevenE goes home.

fadethecat claps along. And, hee, at Blandine's reaction to the ribbons. 
Yes, it is the Sparkly Malakite Girl.

fadethecat saunters off the edge of the plank.

Jesdyn goes home.

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