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[Happy April, Paradisa! Molotov is aware that it's April Fool's Day, and she's also aware of the stupid weather, but she has a task that just can't wait.]
[Delivered by ghost this morning, to: Ezio Auditore, Hellboy, Dr. Gregory House, Mark Hunter, Kate Kane, Kermit, Mindy Macready, Corporal Maladict, Cross Marian, Princess Nudge, Spike Spiegel, Damian Wayne, Alleria Windrunner, Sylvanas Windrunner, and Veeresa Windrunner.]
[All of you should have previously received a save the date card. Well, now, in an envelope addressed to you "and guest", you've received this:]

[You know, for all your formal invitation wedding needs.
Inside the envelope, there's an RSVP card, mostly because Molotov is pretty big on traditions. You know, like formalities and proper execution methods. The card literally just says to contact her through the journal. Because Molotov is dumb.
Some of your envelopes might also contain a special, handwritten note! These are mostly chastising, such as telling you to dress properly, to be on your best behavior, etc. Because Molotov is also a bitch.]
[Molotov is actually out in this terrible weather, taking care of her poor bears, making sure they're happy. Once that's done, she just holes up in the reserve's office with Mishka, reading and waiting for the rain to break.]
[ OOC: Open to anyone who might be out in that weather, for whatever reason. TO THE WEDDING INVITEES: feel free to apply whatever bitchy little note might work best for your character, if they got one. Also, the invitations went out regardless of how she feels about each particular person, so you might get attitude when you RSVP >:3 ]
[Delivered by ghost this morning, to: Ezio Auditore, Hellboy, Dr. Gregory House, Mark Hunter, Kate Kane, Kermit, Mindy Macready, Corporal Maladict, Cross Marian, Princess Nudge, Spike Spiegel, Damian Wayne, Alleria Windrunner, Sylvanas Windrunner, and Veeresa Windrunner.]
[All of you should have previously received a save the date card. Well, now, in an envelope addressed to you "and guest", you've received this:]

[You know, for all your formal invitation wedding needs.
Inside the envelope, there's an RSVP card, mostly because Molotov is pretty big on traditions. You know, like formalities and proper execution methods. The card literally just says to contact her through the journal. Because Molotov is dumb.
Some of your envelopes might also contain a special, handwritten note! These are mostly chastising, such as telling you to dress properly, to be on your best behavior, etc. Because Molotov is also a bitch.]
[Molotov is actually out in this terrible weather, taking care of her poor bears, making sure they're happy. Once that's done, she just holes up in the reserve's office with Mishka, reading and waiting for the rain to break.]
[ OOC: Open to anyone who might be out in that weather, for whatever reason. TO THE WEDDING INVITEES: feel free to apply whatever bitchy little note might work best for your character, if they got one. Also, the invitations went out regardless of how she feels about each particular person, so you might get attitude when you RSVP >:3 ]

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We have courier services, but I imagine merchants would like being able to order without traveling so extensively. Florence's textiles trade is so prominent that its fabrics make their way across the Ottoman empire.
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In my time it would take years to travel that far...
Do they use those flying machines?
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I don't even know what to make of that.
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[Molotov decides this is a good time to flag down someone to take an order. It winds up being a ghost, and she just has it bring two good beers, in bottles, and an order of onion rings.]
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How can air not be breathable?
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I see... what occupies the space if there is no air there?
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Some other element. I am not a scientist, Ezio. I can only tell you basic things that most modern people should be able to tell you.
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I think it would be beyond even him.
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[But hmm.]
I still think he could figure it out.
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A piece of shit, you say?
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molotov's weakness: art history
things that the kgb did not place great emphasis on for $400, alex
Tsk tsk
look she can't know everything
Re: look she can't know everything
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i had to take something out of the oven and typo'd that :(
whoops, I wasn't sure :( sorry!
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molotov: literally the worst
ezio isn't sure how to not have sex with beautiful women okay
step one: do not take your penis out of your breeches
okay and then wha---whoops let's go back to step one
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oops accidentally "granted access"
I was like "whaaaaaaaaaat"
that dumb hover-over menu ends up right where the "reply to this" link is
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