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[fuckyousoleil]

[You know that potential flooding you were warned about? In the mess hall, you may notice some water on the floor. Everything in general feels damp, soggy. The pond has now visibly expanded, well past anything that could be considered "safe."

The speaker system crackles and screeches, as if it's experiencing some feedback, and then-]

So. You may

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[waylaidvagrant]

[As frightened as you are, and though your face somehow feels even less expressive than usual, you offer your young cabinmate the most comforting pat on the arm you can muster.]

[404_leafclover]

Mayor...

[waylaidvagrant]

[Perhaps you can distract her from the impending peril, at least for a while. You run into the cabin and quickly return with a stack of paper and a large box of crayons full of many lovely colors... But no green, for some mysterious reason]]

[404_leafclover]

Ohh, do you want to draw?

[even if it doesn't do anything to change the current situation, it certainly makes her feel better]

[waylaidvagrant]

[You nod and search for a dry, flat surface for the two of you to work on.]

[404_leafclover]

Maybe we should do it on the table inside. It's all wet and gross out here.

[waylaidvagrant]

[Yes, that sounds like a fine plan to you. You nod and head inside, then set out several sheets of paper on the table.]

[404_leafclover]

[she takes one, and then a black crayon]

What should I draw...

[waylaidvagrant]

[You are not sure what you would suggest, but begin drawing your ideal vision of you beloved Corn Town, complete with a CITY HALL, LIBRARY and COURTHOUSE, all made of corn cobs. It seems a very fine image to you.]

[404_leafclover]

[looks at WV and back to her paper, then...]

Oh, I know!

[aaand it's drawing time]

[waylaidvagrant]

[You pause your illustration of a statuesque monument to democracy in order to attempt to sneak a peek at your companion's drawing.]

[404_leafclover]

[unfortunately it is not quite done yet, but you may be able to make out a... familiar visage]

[waylaidvagrant]

[You wonder who she could be drawing... Perhaps it would be best if you continued your on work for a while and checked back a little later...]

[404_leafclover]

[doot doot doot... peeek]

Is that your home, Mayor?

[waylaidvagrant]

[As much as you wish it were, you can not truthfully claim it is. You shake your head.]

[404_leafclover]

Then, is it a place you've been to?