While I won't presume to speak for anyone else, I am ready to go home ( Read more... )

[There's a rustling of fabric, as her journal is secured in her belt, and a few random beeps dispersed, as well]

Where am I…? NEIRENN, if I find out that magic of yours is responsible for this, I WILL… [she sighs]It is probably no fault of yours, anyway. Such perfect, timing, though, all indicators point to you ( Read more... )