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[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

Who: Hydracula, visitors
Where: Inside the angerdome
When: Day 143, Late morning
What: SIMBAAAAA


[BOY LAST NIGHT SURE WAS EXCITING. There was definitely something of a commotion late last night bringing their squished teammate back home, however much attempts at keeping it subdued were made.

Now Simba's been settled into the least lumpy bed they have, and Scowl at least has been keeping constant paranoid vigil waiting for him to wake up.]

Maybe we should call that Judge . . .

Comments

[be_my_chum.insanejournal.com]

[Another sleepless Hydra waving to you at the common room table. The smell of herbs is never a good thing.]

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

You two need to get some sleep as soon as that's done.

[be_my_chum.insanejournal.com]

Mmm... after. Not yet though, okay?

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

Yes, but don't push yourself too hard.

[be_my_chum.insanejournal.com]

I wont! I know you'll take care of things.

But this will help me sleep.

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

Alright.

[be_my_chum.insanejournal.com]

... Sorry... we wanted to protect him the first game at least...

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

Not your fault. I'm sorry I wasn't there.

[be_my_chum.insanejournal.com]

She would have picked him no matter how many of us were there... That's the type of Judge it was.