Since my charrie Winter isn't doing much at the Traveler's RP, I'll have him join here.

#Winter# 

Winter decided to leave the village and stop by Bog & Burrow like he used to do at least once a week. Nowadays, he was too busy with everything else to find time to perform. But he found comfort in going back to one of his usual childhood places. 

Should I perform more plant magic this time? Through piano or violin? He had learned a handful of random but surprisingly useful skills from kind villagers he had talked to. Like Sheni, a rather unknown kind magician who taught him some magic. Nothing grand or spectacular, just a few tricks like how to grow a plant with music.

Winter made his way to Bog & Burrow, transforming into his wolf form, which he rarely did except around Bog & Burrow and other places with more animals than humans. On his way over, he picked up a fallen flower seed.

"Greetings, Icarus," he said as he noticed the fox who was there usually. He didn't see Tilly or Donna, but they were probably out. "I've come for a performance, since I haven't done one in a while..." He trailed off, than asked, "When should I perform?"

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And here's the form for reference:

-- Icarus --

"Greetings, Icarus."

Icarus looked up to see Winter. Winter hadn't been around in a while; seeing him here again made Icarus smile. Ah, and he came with good news: "I've come for a performance, since I haven't done one in a while…" He presented a promotional poster for his act, which always used to be a hit. 

"Fantastic! Fantastic news!" Icarus said. "We've been having trouble finding performers, but between you, and the application we got from Sunsets Again, we'll be covered for a while!" He looked about. "Bertie! Bertie, where are you?" 

"Never far," came the small beetle's voice. Bertie appeared on the counter. 

"Bertie, get some workers to hang up these posters straight away, and start setting up for Winter's acts." Icarus instructed Bertie. The beetle hopped -- her way of affirming something as she was too small to nod -- and scurried off. 

"When should I perform?" Winter asked. 

"As early as tonight." Winter looked surprised, and Icarus raised an eyebrow. "I know it's short notice, but the act we'd been planning canceled all of a sudden. I was afraid we wouldn't have an act tonight at all. So if you can do it tonight, that'd be great."

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@Celine: wasn't sure when your act wants to perform but they can perform in what is the story's "tomorrow" if you want? Idk

@Moon Wolf hope this is okay

@All: please feel free to roleplay as staff members and/or submit applications to perform!

#Winter#

"Fantastic! Fantastic news!" Icarus exclaimed. "We've been having trouble finding performers, but between you, and the application we got from Sunsets Again, we'll be covered for a while!" He looked around excitedly. "Bertie! Bertie, where are you?" 

"Never far," a beetle, who Winter recognized as Bertie, said. 

"Bertie, get some workers to hang up these posters straight away, and start setting up for Winter's acts," Icarus said. The beetle hopped and went off. 

"When should I perform?" Winter asked.

"As early as tonight." Winter felt surprised, as usually, the list was long, but he supposed that it was because there were not as many performers as usual. Icarus raised an eyebrow and said, "I know it's short notice, but the act we'd been planning canceled all of a sudden. I was afraid we wouldn't have an act tonight at all. So if you can do it tonight, that'd be great."

"Oh! Of course," Winter said immediately. It wasn't like he had any other plans. And besides, he already thought out what exactly he would do. He went over the melodies he was going to play in his head---he hadn't played them in a while, but he should be fine, with a little bit of magic to cover up mistakes. He touched the fallen flower seed in his satchel.

To break the silence that followed, he asked, "How has it been going for you since I've last performed?"

"How has it been going for you since I last performed?" Winter asked.

"These past few months have been a little quieter," Icarus said. "We're hoping business picks up soon. How about you? How have you been? Ah, and are you going to order anything? Today's special is beet soup."

#Winter# 

"These past few months have been a little quieter," Icarus said. "We're hoping business picks up soon. How about you? How have you been? Ah, and are you going to order anything? Today's special is beet soup." 

"Not much for me, either," Winter replied. "Just traveling, stopping by at villages, getting the latest news, brushing up on magic and musical talents...I've been good overall." He nodded and smiled. "I'll order a beet soup. How much does it cost?" 

BLART

Blart pushed open the door to the Bog + Burrow. He hadn't been here in a while, with times being what they were. It wasn't so safe for an old man with a limp to travel around Kyngdom. He made his way over to the bar, his cane thumping the ground every other step, and settled down on a stool next to another traveler, who was speaking with Icarus. It was good to see that Icarus was still here. He flicked on his trusty old Cypher, strapped to his wrist like a watch, always at the ready for talking to his animal friends, and waited for a pause in Icarus's conversation with the other traveler before speaking.

"Hey there, Icarus. It's been a while since I've been around. How's the Bog + Burrow?"

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Blart's form can be seen on Who's Here. :D 

-- Icarus -- 

"Not much for me, either," Winter responded. "Just traveling, stopping by at villages, getting the latest news, brushing up on magic and musical talents...I've been good overall." He smiled with a nod. "I'll order a beet soup. How much does it cost?" 

Icarus smiled. "Ah, this one can be on the house. For old time's sake." He looked back and forth mischievously, as though he and Winter were in on a big secret. "Don't tell Tilly." A turtle on the staff team pasted by. "One beet soup," Icarus told her, and she nodded and headed for the kitchen. 

Blart, a rare human customer at the Bog & Burrow who, like Winter hadn't been there for a time, walked into the burrow and sat on a stool next to Winter. "Hey there, Icarus. It's been a while since I've been around. How's the Bog + Burrow?" 

"Blart!" Icarus grinned. "It's good to see you. Ah, we're alright. As I was just telling Winter here, business is a little slow, to be honest. How about you?" 

#Winter#

"Ah, this one can be on the house," Icarus smiled. "For old time's sake." He looked back and forth mischievously. "Don't tell Tilly." Winter smiled and nodded. "One beet soup," Icarus told a nearby staff member, who nodded and headed to the kitchen.

Just then, Blart, a human and scientist for SOCKS came over. Winter remembered seeing him once or twice before, though besides a few greetings here and there, they had never really interacted. "Hey there, Icarus," he said. "It's been a while since I've been around. How's the Bog + Burrow?" 

"Blart!" Icarus greeted, grinning. "It's good to see you."

Winter nodded in agreement and said, "Great to see you, Blart. Winter, if you didn't remember."

"Ah, we're alright," Icarus continued. "As I was just telling Winter here, business is a little slow, to be honest. How about you?"

"Eh. Well," Blart grunted, "I'm getting along. I suppose you could say I'm getting along in years. The old limp isn't getting any better. I'll have another one of those beet soups, if you don't mind." Blart plunked a few chipped coins down on the counter.

"Sure," Icarus said, taking the coins. He sent the order into the kitchen. 

"How are things going with SOCKS, Blart? Are you familiar with them, Winter?"

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If you want we can do a timeskip to Winter's performance or something else; I may make more characters to make this more interesting as well. Thanks a bunch for rping in this guys!