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[othertrotter]

In Minas Tirith. Making me the first lucky lab assistant to go out beyond the protective field of the lab where a valar can get me. I'm okay with this. I've gotten used to that whole 'expendable' thing. It's the idea of surviving whatever happens to me that makes my skin crawl

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[alcawyn]

*walks down the street* Hmmm, what to do today. Stupid earthquake. :/

[othertrotter]

sits on a piece of rubble that still needs to be cleared away and shuffles his deck of cards. He looks up as Alcawyn comes near and clears his throat.

You! The pretty girl. Are you mentally infirm, homeless, or socially unfit?

[alcawyn]

*looks up at Trotter*

Nope. *goes and sits next to him on the rock slab* How about you? What happened to your hair?

[othertrotter]

Oh good.

Hmm. Definitely socially unfit and nothing's happened to my hair. Its always been green.

Does the socially acceptable girl have a name? shuffles his cards some more and begins laying out a solitaire game

[eomer_of_rohan]

((Awww...I have the cutest daughter in the game. *G*))

[gourrybaggins]

::wanders by::