[open] Hasting days fly on...

[alcheregis]

WHO: Haen + OPEN
WHERE: Various!
WHEN: Throughout February
WHAT: Catch-all log
WARNINGS: N/A

A. OPEN - MAURTIA FALLS

Haen has thoroughly embraced Maurtia Falls as her newly adopted home, and has been making a concerted effort to get to know as many of the local community figures, from shopkeepers to teachers. She was semi-recognized by this point-- having been on the arm of the Maurtia Falls ambassador at many public engagements. So most of them were quite receptive to her, but Haen was not content to merely ride on Baelish's coattails: the genessi wanted to make her own imprint on their goodwill. And what she offered was a kindlier, more personal approach. Less formal than the official channels, and a good mediator. Haen could be charming and sweet when she wanted to be.

The other aspect she was thoroughly enjoying was speaking with the scientific community in the city. While not as extensive as that of De Chima, her unique knowledge gave her insight into a cross-section of fields, from chemistry and biology to medical engineering. Many a cheerful hour was spent in classrooms and cafeterias, labs and lecture halls, discussing the finer points of genetic drift and photobiology.

B. OPEN - MIRACLE SPRINGS (+ HEROPA)

Haen had taken a position at the Miracle Springs Wellness Resort. Her intentionally vague job description was a 'Personal Optimizer', but her goal was anything but amorphous: people came to a place like this to be helped, and that was what she intended to do for them. Some of it was genessi work, of course -- her skills in that were well-suited for this type of work. But sometimes it was as simple as being a willing ear to listen to the ills that brought them to the resort in the first place.

Haen's pleased with Miracle Springs, and when she's not actually on duty, she can sometimes be found in Heropa, offering people informational handouts to help promote the newly opened establishment. She'll also spend ample time describing the lush grounds, and if she goes a bit over the top with it, that's simply because she wants people to be intrigued.

C. CLOSED - FOR PETYR BAELISH

Petyr said that he had something to share with her, and so they'd agreed for dinner at her house. In the months since she'd moved in, Haen had really begun putting personal touches on the place, and all manner of quirky little antiquities and knickknacks had begun appearing all over the house. most of them were of relatively little value, and yet she treated each one of them as if they were priceless. Of a particular theme running through many of the pieces was intricately carved metal and wood, each proudly displayed.

Regardless of what discussion may be upcoming, Haen greets him at the door with a kiss. That he makes time for things like this, when his schedule is so often full between his ambassadorial duties and those of his club, means quite a bit to her. "Hello dearheart," she smiles.

D. WILDCARD?

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[baetiful]

The kiss goes returned. He might have wrapped an arm around her to pull her close, but his hands are currently full with wine and dinner. Petyr wasn't fond of the fatty and fried foods of American cuisine, so he opted for something Japanese. Sushi. Soup. And noodles with plenty of vegetables stirred in. It's not the savory stews or hearty pies of home, but it will suffice.

"I appreciate you having me." He hands her the bottle so she can tend to it before he carries the bag inside. "I've worked up a bit of an appetite today, so do pardon the quantity of food." Petyr carries it to the table and begins to remove the items, pausing to glance at her. "The porter has brought quite a few people from my world most recently."

He'll start with that.

[alcheregis]

Haen does manage to relieve Petyr of at least one of the containers to help free his hands, looking delighted at his choice of fare for the evening. The individual cuisines don't mean much to her from a regional perspective, but she has a surprisingly voracious appetite for someone petite.

"I've heard," Haen smiled at him. "Forgive me for saying, but those from your world do tend to make a distinct impression when they arrive. Everyone's very regal, even those who aren't a royal by title."

[baetiful]

He laughs. "Well, I'm not so certain about that." He aids Haen in setting everything up before pausing -- only a moment's hesitation. "Catelyn Tully is among those who ported in."

There's no real tactful way to deliver that news. Petyr knows that Haen knows who she is. He had babbled about her when he was injured and had filled in the blanks when he was healed.