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Who: Seifer, opeeeen
Where: Dissimulo→Prison Camp BEST PLACE TO BE
When: Today I guess
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Seifer has a lot on his mind and the prison camp is obviously the best place to think about it
the Log: There was a lot going on lately. Kresnik, Heiji, Weiss, Japan, Rinoa. Seifer had a list that was a mile long and didn't seem to stop growing. What did he do about the Watch? What did he do about Heiji? He still had to go to Accido and then of course... What did he even tell Rinoa?
Dissimulo was nice and all, for a rundown heap of a town, but there were too many people and it seemed only more were coming in. Things were too... ...heh. It was sad to say this, but they were too nice for him to be comfortable in. There wasn't any real danger if you didn't count the infinite amount of cougars they were graced with. And he didn't.
Yet again he found himself trudging the path from town to the prison camp. He didn't even bother bringing his sword this time. He'd been so many times already, he hardly figured it could matter at this point. Not like he needed it anyways. He only had one destination: Sector Green.
If anyone else decided to follow, or even tagalong, he didn't care. Just something to get out of town...
Where: Dissimulo→Prison Camp BEST PLACE TO BE
When: Today I guess
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Seifer has a lot on his mind and the prison camp is obviously the best place to think about it
the Log: There was a lot going on lately. Kresnik, Heiji, Weiss, Japan, Rinoa. Seifer had a list that was a mile long and didn't seem to stop growing. What did he do about the Watch? What did he do about Heiji? He still had to go to Accido and then of course... What did he even tell Rinoa?
Dissimulo was nice and all, for a rundown heap of a town, but there were too many people and it seemed only more were coming in. Things were too... ...heh. It was sad to say this, but they were too nice for him to be comfortable in. There wasn't any real danger if you didn't count the infinite amount of cougars they were graced with. And he didn't.
Yet again he found himself trudging the path from town to the prison camp. He didn't even bother bringing his sword this time. He'd been so many times already, he hardly figured it could matter at this point. Not like he needed it anyways. He only had one destination: Sector Green.
If anyone else decided to follow, or even tagalong, he didn't care. Just something to get out of town...