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[VIDEO]

Hello, my name is Cordelia Chevalier, for those who may not know me. I am here on behalf of the Rangers and Swords of the Savior to make a small announcement. Due to the colder-than-normal winter that we experienced last year, we will be providing warm weather gear for those travelers wishing to go outside of Union, as well as those in Union who are ill-equipped for the upcoming winter. Our hope is to also be able to branch out efforts to bring warm weather gear to those in Citadel as well.

However, we will need a few donations to make this possible, as well as volunteers to help hand out supplies both in Union as well as Citadel.

[There's something in her voice when she mentions Citadel. There are more than a few Rangers that are a bit... hesitant to go back there a second time. Something about being tared and feathered does that to you.]

In any case, our headquarters will be open to any and all who need assistance, as well as those willing and able to help. Please feel free to stop by.

[ACTION 1; open log style]

[Snow is falling, and sure enough, the Rangers HQ is abuzz with activity, people flitting about either trying to get supplies or providing supplies to other people. There is a pavilion outside providing warm drinks available to those who need them.]

[ACTION 2 (closed to Rangers & Swords); open log style]

[It's the end of a long day of volunteering and, because so many people are together, someone--either a Ranger or a Sword, it's hard to say--has decided to plan a party to celebrate the Savior, or snow, or getting inebriated (it's not clear which).

Regardless of who planned it, there are drinks and food, as well as music. Families are encouraged to attend.]

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[Just keep talking, Cordelia. It gives little room for him to respond, and will probably make you feel better.]

After all, a good night's sleep is important to--

[He was saying something. She should probably listen, even pay attention, and momentarily stopping, she noticed the picture. It didn't add up to her at first.

It was beautiful.

Why would he have something like that?

Wait, wasn't he was saving up for something? He couldn't tell her what, thought.

...

Oh Gods.]

But that's--

Typically it's customary to let one save for the actual ring before dragging the confession out, but I guess you never were one to play strictly by the rules.

[Oh Gods, how was she even supposed to react at a time like this? What was she supposed to say? Or do? Or think? A hand cupped over her mouth, she did her best not to start crying right then and there.

Unfortunately, she wasn't doing the best job in the world.]

--sorry, I forgot the tray of--

[Typical Martin. He has the worst timing.

Or maybe the best. He comes in, takes one look at Cordelia, and then turns to Robin, frowning]

What did you do?

Proposed. Kinda.

[Sorry, too stunned to respond right now.]

...what do you mean, kind of?

I'd been saving for the ring but I wasn't really given the chance to wait that long.

He showed me a picture.

...Congratulations!

[Cordelia you're weird. But he's smiling and Laterose is cheering]

I didn't mean to push you into proposing, Robin. I was just teasing Cordelia about her crush.

It's OK, so long as it ends well.

I suppose I'll forgive you, Martin. But just this once.

[You have a lady throwing her arms around you, it probably ended well, Robin.]

[He laughs]

I'd apologize, but I don't think I need to. Let me know if I can help in any way.

Well with that resolved, I believe we were promised cookies.

Yes, I believe you are right.

[ROBIN YOU'RE WEIRD.

But Martin just laughs, gets his tray, and leads the way to the party. What a day]