OTA Mingle || Stitch & Bitch

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WHO: Anne
WHERE: House 53
WHEN: Forward dated to Saturday
OPEN TO: OTA - but specifically those who expressed an interest in joining Stich & Bitch
WARNINGS: Stitching & Bitching. Should be a fairly tame log but will update as needed

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The first thing Anne had done was make a mental list (since she couldn't make an electronic one - or even a pen and paper one) of the kind of space she was looking for. Open floorplan, fireplace, multiple rooms, yardage. Eventually, she'd settled on House 53 - a soft yellow bungalow with three bedrooms, a fireplace, spaced farther from its neighbors than some of the other housing units, and with a sizeble plot of land behind it before it butted up against the houses in the next street over. Check.

Second, she would need chairs. She borrowed whatever furniture she could move from the surrounding empty houses, marking the underneath of each one in order to return them to their proper houses afterwards - if that was necessary.

Chairs arranged in a loose circle in the house, she went out to borrow a hatchet and go out to collect some firewood - this took the most amount of time, because she wasn't exactly built for this kind of labor. She's been working at it over a few days, though, and she knew that necessity would mold her far better than any CrossFit or Krav Maga class ever could. She spent enough time on this endeavor to ensure there'd be enough wood to last them a bit, then returned the hatchet. She'd have to ask Tony for one of her own at some point.

It doesn't matter if you're the first one here, or if things have been under way for a couple hours and you're just rolling in; Anne greets everyone as they arrive, already near the door or getting up from her chair to offer a warm handshake and introductions.

Today's inaugural session was meant to be a little more free-form, and let it grow from that organically, but at some point when a number of people have gathered Anne will stand to get their attention;

"I wanted to thank you all for coming. Unless I've somehow missed you, you know I am Anne Weying; I can teach knitting, and I would like to learn how to spin.

I know we're all from different worlds with different levels of technological advancements, but here we're all on the same footing. And that footing's about to get cold if we can't knit a sock, first. This idea was born from a practice in my world called "Stitch and Bitch", where people would gather to knit, and crochet, and generally complain about things in their lives. Here, I think it would be important if we used this time to share our skills and help each other establish a line of production in order to harvest and spin fleece and knit it into usable goods - or weave, or crochet, what-have-you.

We're definitely not in a tropical climate, and without knowing just how cold it can get here, I think it's best if we start preparing for a cold winter now."

She sits down and takes a look at each of those gathered around, "So; what can you teach, and what would you like to learn?"

It's time to come clean | reveal the truth

[imareporter]

Who?: Eddie and 7
What?: It's time for Eddie to start coming clean about his...problem.
When? Post This log
Locked to: 7.



The space between the two of them is closer then it's ever been.

It's their space, and as weird and as foreign a concept that is, Eddie's gotten used to it. Perhaps the two of them have been building together. Or perhaps that Venom has built. The symbiote is surprisingly affectionate, he's learned. It's forced him to re-evaluate just what he thinks of as "Friendly" and what he thinks of as personal space..

Hell it's forced him to re-evaluate his conceived notions of gender and sexuality and a bunch of other shit he thought he had figured out.

In their space, the space he goes when he's asleep, or when he closes his eyes, they are coming to a conclusion.

Sitting on his old worn couch, the symbiote is sitting animal like beside him, or as close to sitting as the creature can manage. Venom takes two forms when it's just the two of them. Large muscular creature, those same bulging muscles they share.

Or a rounded face, blob-like features.

That's the most comfortable pose. Venom is comfortable because at last...

"So we're in agreement." Eddie sighs, "We let Anne and Tony help us...share with people. So we can move on. We can't keep this a secret anymore it's hell on them."

I was only worried about how they'd treat you. They'd kill you.

"...No they won't." He scratched the symbiote's head, "And if they do...Well. We'll just kill them."

You don't want to do that. You're just trying to make me feel better. Venom murmured, I like Anne and Tony. and 7.

"you like 7 a lot." eddie grins, "If you tell her, if she accepts it, you two could go hunting together. We could go hunting together." he sighed, "...Hunting. God I miss corner stores."

We have to adapt.

"...Agreed."
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Which is why they're at the door to 7's room, "...Hey. 7? You home?"