no fears - open; tanglewood

[michael t.]

ALL I FOUND THE SPACE BETWEEN THE SPACES
STANDING IN THE NOTHING, AND TIME RECLAIMS YOU

Tanglewood. The scent of the other group caused Michael's fur to prick up despite his best efforts. He was no longer as worried about being exposed or strung up by the allied group because of his past actions, but old habits died hard. In spite of this, the dealer took a deep breath inwards and headed over, his tail flicking back and forth behind him. It would be rude for him to just hang around nearby without saying hello, after all. Besides, his sense of unease when it came to Tanglewood would hopefully fade with more interaction. Elsweyr, though... had he met her before? He couldn't quite remember, but it didn't really matter. She had already made it quite clear why she was here, after all.

Coming to settle down into a seat nearby, Michael offered Elsweyr a small smile before he spoke, "Ah, a beach party...? That sounds pretty good to me, and I'm sure it'll sound good to Roxie, too. We'll be sure to be there... thanks for the invite." It was nice to see that Els was in a good mood, considering what he had heard recently about Tanglewood. It seemed as though the change of leadership hadn't completely put everyone down in the dumps – or at least, they didn't seem to be obviously down in the dumps.

— Reggan