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The tiefling is visibly impressed by the maximization of efficiency he displays in getting one cookie in his mouth to start with before grabbing the others. It's the kind of trick she'd definitely pull, and the awful way he consumes the one reminds her of some kind of seagull, which makes her giggle delightedly.

"Omigosh, yes it is! How did you know?" The laughter still carrying through her words makes it clear she's being silly, even though she did definitely put love into baking them! "I'm so glad you like them!"

"Oh shit, free cookies!"

Peter wasted no time in reaching out and grabbing one, sticking it in his mouth, then grabbing two more, one for each hand. He did a terrible motion of tilting his head back to get a proper munch on the cookie, somehow eating it all in one.

"They are really really good. What'd you put in here? Don't tell me, the secret ingredient is love."

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"Oh my gosh, can I help you Fern?! I'm the BEST at getting gifts for people, trust me. What kind of stuff does she like? Anything like fancy clothes or some flowers, a nice dessert, stuff like that?"

ʚїɞ - "It's almost Mother's Day again... I wonder what I should get Mistress Frieren this year?"

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"Mmm...so yeah, maybe I spent a bit too much on those custom gingerbread cookies. I just wanted to make sure I got as many as I could out of it before the festival closed again!"

Over two plates' worth of cookies were stacked in front of her, all of them designed to be wearing little green cloaks that obscured half of their faces, with sly little smiles resting below.

"You can take a couple if you'd like! They're really good, you know!"

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Every now and then, Jester took it upon herself to loiter nearby the incoming taxis after an eclipse. She figured out she could check her phone to see if someone she knew had arrived, so that was never really the point. It was more to start something new, help at least one other person get acclimated...help them be a little less alone. Not to mention it was fun to potentially learn about what sort of interesting world they came from! There was no reason not to do it, really.

Ah, there was one that caught her eye! The man stepping out of the cab didn't seem especially unusual, besides the armor he was fiddling with as he stepped out. She didn't often see someone suiting up like that just after they'd gotten here. His oath of vengeance bellowed to the skies drew her interest even more, forcing her to stifle a giggle before approaching.

"Oh yeah, I totally get it," the tiefling piped up, dropping down to sit on the edge of a nearby fire hydrant. "Just sweeping us up here without so much as an invitation is such a dick move! But things aren't that bad here if you don't let them be."

He has had experience with being dropped out of one world and unexpectedly into another. This time was a bit more sudden than his appearance on Sakaar, of course, but at least it was a gentler landing. He thought briefly about resolving not to be thrown from the bifrost ever again, before remembering that such a thing was likely no longer a concern. Asgard was gone. The place, anyway.

That was going to take some getting used to, still. So far, Loki had done an admirable job of compartmentalizing all the complex feelings that stirred. Situation at hand, and all that.

He stepped out of the car and onto the sidewalk, still pulling on bits of his half-donned armor. Whatever magical force had brought him here must have mingled oddly with his illusions, because he'd shown up without his shapeshifted clothing. His armor and suit had both been in a bag, but neither of those were easy to pull on while in the back seat of a car, so he stepped out onto the pavement still only halfway into his trousers.

"A poor way to treat your gods..." He hissed to himself, leaning his back against a lamppost nearby so he could pull on his boots. Looking skyward, he added, more loudly, "And something you will regret, I assure you!"

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"How many special holiday treats are the city's cafes and such getting this year? Cause I'm gonna have to plan a day or two to try ALL of them!"

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Jester made a mental note of what the girl had said in regards to the recipe- she'd have to see about following along if she ever got to be around when she was making them. She'd always been more of a purveyor of baked goods than one who prepared them herself, but it couldn't hurt to learn! More pressing matters were at hand, though- namely, those hands!

"Oh, they don't have metal ovens where you come from? Hmm...still, even if it's not too bad they're still gonna linger for a while! If you wouldn't mind holding them out for just a little bit..." Pressing her own palms together for a bit, the tiefling spoke some divine words aloud, causing a pink glow to overcome her hands. With a tap of the girl's wrist, the glow spread to cover both her hands in turn, overcoming them with a warm, soothing sensation. A few moments later, the magic faded away, and what minor burns had been on Snow's hands had completely vanished, with none of the sensation of them left behind.

"There! I don't really get to heal much around here, so I hope that helps you out!"

" You think so ! Oh I'm so glad ! Why, I would make these at home quite often, I suppose I just have the recipe memorized ! " Snow could at least figure out what her question was supposed to be before the tiefling paused.

" Hmm ? " The princess glanced down at her hands and just made a little 'o' as she looked back up.

" Oh! Well- It was my first time using that strange metal oven ! The brick and stone I am used to doesn't get nearly as hot as that did, that's for sure ! I'm alright! "

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@arkhangelic

The Great Tree had always been a favorite spot for Jester to gather her thoughts, to ponder events and doodle in her sketchbook to try and sort them out, but today...rather than trepidation or curiosity, she'd come there only with joy in her heart. Cheer she often felt going about the average day, finding in the little things in life, and even then today's was particularly potent.

To hoard it all would be selfish- she needed to help others feel it however she could!

"It's got to be so amazing to be so tall!" she exclaimed to this person, whose race she couldn't quite identify beyond being REALLY cool-looking, a sentiment she was not shy about divulging. "The only person I know who's that tall is my friend Caduceus, I think...Yasha's pretty close, but she's definitely broader. Like you! Maybe if she gets here you two could arm-wrestle and see who's stronger!"

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@curseshared

Jester was reasonably sure that she'd talked with this woman before- at least the other one might've. Being that she had pointed ears and was quite beautiful, it had been a reasonable assumption to think she was of elven descent, though her nature seemed different than the ones the tiefling knew. Regardless, they both seemed to be in need of some company in trying to figure out their situation, so she'd thought to chat her up and regale her with an amusing anecdote.

"...and he's just trembling as we had him backed up against the wall, you know? So the guy, down one hand, no magic bracelet, seeing what kind of shit we can do- of course he's happy to get out of town and never come back when we tell him to! Gets a new look, new name, all that stuff." The green girl just snickers and shakes her head lightly. "Kind of disappointing, though- I'd really wanted to see what kinds of other embarrassing and painful stuff we could get him to do after we'd squeezed him. After him getting so creepy with my mom and making her be in his presence I think it's only fair, right?"

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Who wants late Color Theory stuff? I do!

Jester’s starting color is SAFFRON! Her truest self is someone who wants to spread joy, and she’s bound to do what she can to draw a smile out of you. Her cheer will be turned up and unimpeded by her bouts of immaturity or sadness, and her upbeat nature will of course be intact. This nature will be present in her ANALOGOUS doppelgänger as well, whose shade is of a YELLOW-GREEN. Having found herself in the care of her father rather than her mother, the seedy criminal world she grew up amidst has left her with a bit more bite toward others and malice toward her enemies. 

Gonna cap these at 4! DnD castmates will be exempt. Hit me up if you have any specific ideas.

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"Oooh, YES!! I'm always down for trying people's baked goods, trust me." Jester plucks one of the cookies from the tray and begins munching, humming in delight. "Oh my gosh, these are amazing! What sort of recipe did..." It's only then that the bubbly tiefling notices something in particular. "Wait, did something happen to your hands?"

" Would anyone care to try these ? " She's got a tray of what looks like pumpkin cookies in her hands. It's her first time using a modern oven and she almost burned her hands several times but it's okay. She's got this. Baking is a coping mechanism and a favourite hobby, nothing was going to stop her.

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"I'm the most knowledgeable in the realms! Go on-- ask me- ask me anything. Anything at all. About Faerun. Guran-- g- guarantee! I've got... all the answers." Volo wiggled a finger, eyes closed and smirking as he struggled to sit up straight.

“Anything about…Faerun…?” Jester still wasn’t familiar with that Realm. There seemed to be some similarities between it and Exandria- Volo was able to recognize her as a tiefling when they first met, for one thing- but their history could be night and day for all she knew. Fingers idly drummed her tankard of milk as she pondered what she might be able to ask that would be shared between their two home worlds…

Then inspiration struck! With a snap of her fingers, she fired off her question. “Do blinks dogs prefer ear scritches or belly rubs?”

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@learnspells

"Sometimes when I put a bit more magic power into it, it'll get these little blades that spin all across the candy part so it's even stronger, but even like this it can totally bash some monsters or evil jerks 'til they die! Only if they really deserve it, though."

The giant, ethereal lollipop that floats before the pair swings around for dramatic effect before disappearing in a burst of sparkles. She always enjoyed meeting fellow spellcasters around the city and comparing spells with them! Some people's magic worked totally different from how it did back in Exandria- that was always fun to see! Caleb would have a field day in this place.

"So! Did you have anything cool you've managed to get back in this city you wanted to show off?"

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@mewnipendent

"Yep, they JUST came out of the oven! I've pretty much memorized the usual preparation schedules of all the best bakeries around here so I can be right there when they're at their freshest depending on what I'm in the mood for."

Her arms cradled a stack of three boxes, all of which seemed to have donuts in them- a dozen each of glazed and strawberry with sprinkles, and a variety box that sat open at the top. One hand curled its fingers through the hole of a maple bacon donut she took a bite from as soon as she finished expositing to this girl. A few moments later she adjusted her positioning to hold the box at an angle toward her.

"Want one?"

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It is GOOD to be playing this joyful gal again!! Let's get a starter call up and running! Capping this at 4 for now; might adjust the cap later if the mood strikes.

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"As far as I can tell, if you die in ANY way while you're here or any of the branches, you'll wake up in your room the next day. It sort of takes the stakes out of adventuring, but I guess I'd rather stay alive than not, you know?"

She hums quietly, thinking for a moment.

"Although sometimes the revival system conks out for a bit. Usually that's when something REALLY fucked up is going on, though, so you'll need to work hard to not die forever, or at least until they get it fixed again."

“It was for a few weeks a long while back. Right now, though, no. Right now it just kind of kills you until tomorrow. Better than killing you forever, but I’ve heard waking up after dying sucks REALLY bad.”

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“It was for a few weeks a long while back. Right now, though, no. Right now it just kind of kills you until tomorrow. Better than killing you forever, but I’ve heard waking up after dying sucks REALLY bad.”

"...Well. This is kind of weird. Is the hole the dungeon of this place?"

He's not really interested in the car trying to take him to his new home, he's too busy trying to find a way to climb into Point Zero...

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"...Rattling noise? What are you talking about? I didn't hear anything like that...and I don't think I'm injured at all."

She attempts to cast Cure Wounds upon herself, to no effect.

"Yeah, no, my healing spell isn't taking. So yeah, I'm fine!"

"Oh, it's for a joke! Okay, that's fine then. And as for me...well, my friend Beau is more into doing 'dope monk shit' like that, but I could try!"

Jester bent her knees, drawing in a quick breath in and out, bouncing on the balls of her feet, before crouching and going for a flip...

[Skill Check: Acrobatics - 1d20+4 = (2)+4 = 6]

and landing flat on her face.

"Oough...I don't think I can help very much..."