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[it's a lovely, though very chilly evening here in camp! The zombies are trying with all their hearts those that still have them, anyway to build snowmen, some with slightly more success than others, the toucans are mentally bitching about hibernation... and there is a peculiar panther stalking about between the labs and the mess hall. Do those boneblades on his forelegs seem to remind you of someone you may have passed before? And are you sure you want to approach him with how much he's growling and muttering?]
((awww, baby's first rule broken :) Unless your name is ZEX, the hiss will be worse than the bite. ETA Done for the night! Will pick up old and new threads tomorrow o7))
((awww, baby's first rule broken :) Unless your name is ZEX, the hiss will be worse than the bite. ETA Done for the night! Will pick up old and new threads tomorrow o7))