[open]

[heirring]

WHO: Flint, Wysteria, Miriam, Cassius & You
WHAT: Catch-All
WHEN: Post-dreams, nebulously Guardian-ish
WHERE: Various
NOTES: Warnings (if any) in subject lines.

((OOC NOTE: Anything in bold is closed to one thread, though group threads a-okay.
Feel free to turn this into action brackets if The Spirit Moves You.
Wildcards welcome, bespoke starters available upon request.))

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[heirring]

From her blanket burrito, Wysteria hums thoughtfully. She takes a moment to tip her head back and squint, without really taking in any of the features, at the sky

After some consideration the angle of her chin comes down again.

"Perhaps you could say you have been assigned some secret intelligence work posing as a lady's maid for some extended period of time. A lady's maid surely cannot keep one of her own, and so it would only make sense for her to return to Tantervale until such a time as your assignment was finished."