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[handwringing]

[There's a crackle, and then a new voice is coming over the radio. She sounds pleasant, and happy to be here, though there's a bit of an edge to it, like she might be stressed out about something.]

Hello, everyone. Since a lot of you are out exploring these islands, I thought this would be the easiest way to introduce myself to those of you I don't know. I'm Elsa. I've been with the Carnival for just a little over two years now, and, well, I'm also your new Treasurer.

If any of you are part of the treasury division, you can contact me through the treasury's channel. Or you can use 144.95613 to reach just me.

I'm looking forward to meeting you all. Thank you.

[That might have sounded a tad over-practiced, but she did it.]

Comments

[handwringing]

[Elsa can't help but laugh at little.] Maybe I will one day. But who knows if she'll even tell me the truth.

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

Better to ask why
She would even lie.

[At least the Ringmaster didn't seem to be the deceitful sort as a rule...]

[handwringing]

Fae just have their own way of going about things.

[It's not like she thinks the Ringmaster is malicious. But isn't it normal for fae to stay a bit vague? If anything else out of a disinterest in the subject.]

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

That is a well-meant
Understatement.

[But by now, Zecora had learned to just accept it and let it go. Nothing else works, after all.]

I have felt the lack
Of you. I'm glad you're back.

[handwringing]

Thanks, Zecora. I've missed you too. It's good to be back.

[As weird as this place is, the Carnival has been her second home for over two years now.]

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

[Zecora understands that sentiment perfectly.]

If you have the time
(And don't mind the rhyme)
Then come see me
For a spot of tea.

[Elsa is always welcome, in Zecora's tent or her trailer. She still remembers the troubled young woman she'd helped as best she could with powers and her emotions both so tenuously controlled.]

[handwringing]

I will, as soon as I can.