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[baconstripping]

[It's a bit of a chilly night in Camp. Luckily, a homey fireplace seems to have sprung up in the Mess Hall, along with hot cider and the faint sound of jazz music.

In a far corner, a man is carving a flute. How are you spending your fall evening?]

(( mingle!! ))

Comments

[magicalgenis]

Hey, Thor!

[magicalgenis]

Oh yeah, good point.

...uh, you mean younger than your brother?

[say_thee_nay]

... hast thou already met, then?

[magicalgenis]

Yep! I'm pretty sure we talked about it before.

[say_thee_nay]

...

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... ye gods, but I must be o'ertired.

[magicalgenis]

That's better than some kind of camp amnesia, at least. Have you been really busy this week?

[say_thee_nay]

More like unto a month. October proved... unusually hectic for me, e'en by the standards of the encampment.

[magicalgenis]

What happened?

[say_thee_nay]

A compatriot of mine's residence was taken over by fiends and monsters from the Realm of Cinema, and of necessity I was required to help him stand guard so they did not escape.

[magicalgenis]

...whoa.

[say_thee_nay]

It proved exceptionally tiresome.

[magicalgenis]

Were you doing that for the whole month?

[say_thee_nay]

Yea, verily.

[magicalgenis]

That must have sucked.

[say_thee_nay]

'Twas for a valiant cause...

... but aye, there was considerable, ah, suck-age.

[magicalgenis]

I was wondering why it seemed sort of quiet for October. Thanks!