Mercy Thompson

[coyote_walking]

     
   

Owner of Mercy's Garage
Dock Mechanic

 

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5/8

[woundedwinter]

Hey - it's Bucky.

I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay.
Thought maybe you'd want to come over to the cabin this weekend for dinner. Get a jump start on celebrating Mother's Day and all that.

Re: 5/8

[coyote_walking]

[There is quite a pause before she answers. Mother's Day. She is going to be a mother. Oh boy. Okay, she can do this.]

I'm doing okay, though the two guys who were helping me at the garage have apparently fluxed out.

That... actually would be very nice. Thank you. I'd like that. What can I bring?

Re: 5/8

[woundedwinter]

What?
You gotta tell me and Stevie stuff like that so we can wrangle some help for you.

Bring something you like. Something that makes you happy.

Re: 5/8

[coyote_walking]

At first I thought they were just really busy, since they only help out part time, but then I checked and, yeah, they're gone.

I make great raspberry chocolate frosted brownies...

[woundedwinter]

Ok. Let me talk to Steve and maybe a buddy of mine to see if we can't pick up the slack.

Raspberry chocolate frosted brownies? [An easy chuckle] I'd bring two pans unless you want to see me and Steve fight over them.

[coyote_walking]

I'm okay for now. The cars don't care of I have to dash off to the bathroom or take a break more often than usual.

I'd rather save calling in any favors till when I really can't manage [read 'fit'] anymore.

I'll make two batches then, and maybe bring some cookies. I assume you're cooking? We can put Steve on hot chocolate duty.

[woundedwinter]

Okay, but you can call either of us if you need the help. We got your back.

You haven't seen the level of food we can put away, trust me whatever you bring we'll put a solid dent in if we don't eat it all.

[coyote_walking]

Will do.

Bucky? I grew up with werewolves. You have no idea how much they can put away. I won't be shocked.

[woundedwinter]

Ok so I knew about the coyote thing, but werewolves?

Oh you and me gotta swap some stories.

[coyote_walking]

I had an... interesting... childhood. Life?

When I shifted into a coyote pup as a baby my mom couldn't handle it. I don't blame her. She was a 16 year old single mother whose parents had disowned her when she got pregnant. She ferreted out this great uncle who turned out to be a werewolf and he found a pack that would take me in.

Sort of.

We definitely should. It'll be very interesting.

[woundedwinter]

You want to swing by the farm? Check it out? We've got goats, a few chickens and a couple of lambs that are just getting their legs under 'em.

[coyote_walking]

I'd like that. Just be aware, some animals react badly to my presence. They can smell the predator.

No donkeys, I hope? Donkeys really hate coyotes.

[woundedwinter]

No time like the present to get them used to it. You're gonna be around often enough.

No, no donkeys. Only animals that can produce resources like the goats, chickens and sheep.

[coyote_walking]

You're right. Okay, when would you like me to stop by?

Ah, good. Makes it easier if you don't have a crazed donkey trying to get at you.

[woundedwinter]

Anytime you want to, one of us isn't far from the animals for too long. I can't leave Steve and Peggy alone without them getting into trouble. Add Lucky into the mix and we got our hands full.

[coyote_walking]

Steve and Peggy?

All right, sounds good.


[OOC: Do you want to have her visit here or do a log? I'm sketchy till later tonight, but we could get started if you want?]