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WHO: imPorts!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls Memorial Library
WHEN: April 22nd, all day.
WHAT: Registration in motion at Maurtia Fall’s new and improved library. Come to see the grand unveiling and stay for the snow sculpting contest, fun costumes, or games. You might be encouraged to remain as quiet as possible in a library under normal circumstances, but just today, you can feel free to be as loud as you want!
WARNINGS: None anticipated. Let me know if that should be changed!

Although it’s April, Maurtia Falls is covered in a blanket of glistening snow. And whether the arrival of all these Westerosi folk is to blame for the prolonged winter or that pesky groundhog who saw his shadow, it seems as though spring will not rear its head today at least. But have no fears! A path has been shoveled and the large stone steps leading up to an even larger building are cleared, greatly diminishing the risk of slips (and lawsuits.) Welcome to the newly constructed Maurtia Falls Memorial Library!

Invited guests have been encouraged to come in costume -- dressed as either their favorite literary hero/character or author. And although imPorts are not necessarily book characters, they will find several mini-me versions of themselves running around from children who just wanted to use the day to dress up like their favorite imPort. Is that a tiny Rincewind with a lunchbox luggage? Look at that crazy cotton ball hair on that mini Doc Brown! And that little know-it-all girl is definitely playing a very convincing Kitty Jones!

The day begins with a ribbon-cutting ceremony, which might fill imPorts who know Ambassador Baelish with dread because it means he’s going to give a speech. But it’s surprisingly short and concise, thanking everyone for attending, expressing excitement over what the library means for the city, and stating that this project is the result of everyone’s kind efforts and that it will be immortalized as a true testament of the things they can accomplish as a collective. However, simply because Ambassador Baelish isn’t as long-winded as usual does not mean the others who have been invited to speak will not be. Among such honored guests are Senator Mitchell Hundred and Count Dooku.

But once the ribbon is cut, the large doors are opened to reveal the common area of the library. And if you thought the main room contained all the books the library had to offer, surprise! There are at least three more side rooms that contain everything from comics to classic literature. ImPorts may notice many names fancily engraved into the stone pillars and archways. A little plaque hanging at the entrance indicates that these are the names of natives who have lost their lives in the city of Maurtia Falls and how you can honor the fallen by donating to the families at the front desk. Near that plaque and on display for the event are several signed copies of The Methodical Walter White by Doctor Frederick Chilton (available for purchase), The Luminescent Moon Trilogy which is a series from The City and was loaned generously by Kanaya Maryam (protected by magic seals to prevent theft), and in honor of the recently departed Dorian Gray -- The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde is accompanied by a framed picture of the actual Dorian Gray along with a pretentious inscription that says: Forever immortalized and never forgotten.

But books aren’t the only form of entertainment at this Swear In! In the Tony Stark Information/Technology Wing, imPorts are invited to try out a demo of the newest mmorpg ION (ImPorts Opposing Nations) -- a game where you can customize and create your own imPort character, give them a power/costume from a small list, and from there, choose to live heroically or villainously within the world’s setting of a highly corrupt set of nations. As you level up, you get the chance to unlock new powers and abilities or enhance the set you currently have. However, there are still many glitches to be ironed out, so don’t be surprised if your character turns the corner and comes out with the face of Komasan! Or if you encounter something even more unsettling.

If video games aren’t your thing, perhaps you’ll be more interested in heading to one of the classrooms for a featured game of Magic and Mayhem (an RPG table top game that hit the majority report back in February). Or maybe you’re feeling less adventurous and more generous. If so, there are many different money raising events going on with all proceeds donated to those many families who lost loved ones in this city. Feeling photogenic? You can donate your time to take pictures with children and fans at one of the many stations with silly backdrops. It only costs five dollars per picture to allow professional photographers to capture all your best sides and give away a happy memory to a fan. Feeling vindictive? A panel has been set up with popular fanfiction writers from across the country. For only about five dollars per fic, this team of writers will make magic happen and write up any pairing you so choose in any situation -- from as benign to as salacious as you want! (The more lewd it gets, the extra the cost.) None of these writers are profiting personally from this, of course! Oh no, no. It’s all for fun and charity. No lawsuits allowed! But that one writer cosplaying Jeff Winger will tell you it’s the premise of her next big fic, where all the male imPorts enlist Mr. Winger to help them win a huge lawsuit, and as a payment Jeff demands that they [CENSORED].

But perhaps you’re feeling hungry instead? Lunch is served all day in buffet style. Catered by many of the most expensive eateries in Maurtia Falls, you can find piping hot food to all tastes -- whether it’s sweet and spicy wings from Wingin’ It to a bouillabaisse from Francey Meeting You Here. Lettuce Help has also donated a wide variety of fresh salads if none of the warm food meets your dietary requirements. And if you’re just looking for a hot drink on this cold day, the staff at Brewed Awakening is prepared to make you anything from cappuccino to cocoa. All of this is free of charge, but each of the companies have a tip jar out if you really like what you taste.

If you’re feeling competitive and don’t mind the cold, the largest event of the day is taking place outside. It’s a snow-sculpting competition! Participants are invited to make as large and elaborate of snow sculptures as possible. The grand prize winner will receive $1000 and get their sculpture made into an actual statue outside of the library. This will be handpicked by Petyr Baelish himself, so anyone incorporating mockingbirds will have a clear advantage! Of course, everyone’s a winner here, and there will be several small trophies and prizes handed out to anyone who participates. Do bear in mind you have some steep native competition. One sculptor in particular is making a very convincing (and anatomically correct) homage to recent newlyweds Hermann Gottlieb and Newton Geiszler.

And if none of the offered events catch your interest, no one is stopping you from enjoying what is probably the last snowfall of the season. Have snowball fights, make snow angels, be that jerk who puts snow down your friend’s back. The only limit to your fun is your own imagination! That and some of the killjoy imPorts who are attending the event as well. But hey. That’s not on Ambassador Baelish!

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A familiar voice, there, and Gold turns. There is perhaps a little rush of nerves, half an instant where he wonders if he's made a mistake. And then a smile. Because at least with Doc, he knows what that look means, and perhaps it stokes his ego.

"The very same," he answers with a rounded flourish of his hand as he dips into a smooth bow. "And Captain Nemo, was it?"

He's been wondering when he'd get here.

"Indeed it was," he smiled, leaning close as he bows---again, much less impressively. He longs to say his true name now more than ever, but he'll of course save that for a more private moment.

"As incredible as you look in your everyday wear, I can't say I dislike this new turn," he grins. "How does it feel?"

He glances down his legs, rather curious about how that happened.

"Rather like a second skin," Gold says slyly, not missing Doc's wandering eyes. Again, that odd thrill of nerves. "But I'm sure you were already guessing that."

He held out an arm to look down at himself, like he was examining the seams on his shirt for any loose threads -- as if he'd ever allow such a thing.

"And I suppose you meant more -- in general. Emotionally. Quite like the man I was before I came here."

Doc has to smile with familiar fondness at that. He's every bit as mysterious as usual, and it's never any less appealing. He...uh, might have to tug on the collar of his turtleneck a little.

"And that's a good thing, I hope?" It certainly is in Doc's book. There's something thrilling about it that he can't quite explain.

"For tonight, at the very least."

Gold stepped nearer to him, joining his hands behind his back casually. The heels on his boots give him another inch or two of height, so the height difference is not quite so dramatic anymore.

"So what's on the itinerary tonight, Captain?"

"Well...after we explore the depths of the oceans?"

Doc laughed as they walked, unable to resist glancing at him every now and then. He longed to get him alone somewhere...but that was later. For now, there were other plans.

"I've enjoyed examining the snow sculptures in between working on my own...save one that I found somewhat disturbing," he admitted with a blush. "Have you viewed them yet?"

"I made a point to get indoors as soon as possible," he explained. "Not that I don't welcome the snow."

As they explored, he seemed to be more interested in any major displays or artwork as opposed to specific sections of the library. He kept a livelier pace, not needing Doc to slow down for his sake, and his gait and posture were uncharacteristically even.

"What was so disturbing?"

Doc had to laugh as he thought about it. This was a refreshing trip, and he found he loved the change of pace...but the memory of what he'd seen wasn't about to go away.

"Well...someone's decided to honor Newt and Hermann's marriage by creating nude snow sculpture of them engaged in a passionate act."

Gold's eyebrows went up. "And yet you retain your sense of sight," he mused.

Truth told, it really was only a joke; his tone harbored none of the old animosity. However, he didn't understand why anyone wanted to look at anything naked in this kind of cold.

"Your fortitude amazes even me."

Doc had to laugh. He was pleased to note that the wedding had seemed to somewhat mend the fence, but the thought inevitably brought him back around to them.

"That's why I'm a little hesitant to put on a public display, especially today," he murmured softly. "My small circle of fans hasn't been interested in the erotica being produced next door at the moment, but if they were to see you? I fear that might change."

Gold honestly kept forgetting he had fans; it was an aspect of this place he'd tried very hard to avoid getting tangled up in. However, it did provide him with a lot of (sometimes inaccurate) information on the people around him, if they had enough of a public reputation.

It was his turn to laugh, but more surprised and incredulous than anything. "Oh I doubt I'd inspire such a thing. You see what most people don't." And -- are surprisingly okay with acting on it, he thought.

That was still something he was getting used to. None of the relationships he'd ever been in were quite this...active. It was easy to get swept up.

Doc answered that modesty with an indulgent smile. He couldn't believe there weren't others who would find Gold attractive...especially not when he was wearing that leather. He hooked their arms rather innocently.

"Well...if we'r'e to stay together today, most people may well begin to pay attention," he muttered. "Don't worry, the fans are largely harmless."

I was looking at a Riverbed

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