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[wutaistyle.insanejournal.com]

Who: Naked people
Where: Baths~
When: Day 179, late morning
What: NAKED MINGLING

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[zeromemories.insanejournal.com]

Who: Lyvus & visitors
Where: Lyvus
When: Day 179, early afternoon.
What: Mission work.

[There is a significant amount of activity around Lyvus, again. Today, it seems, they're bringing large amounts of stuff home: piles of wood being dragged back, planks being sawed, little metal pieces being fitted together.]

[Lelouch is staying mostly inside Lynx. But he's trying not to hole up entirely! So even if you're just visiting, what with the doors opening and closing all the time as people go about their business, you might be able to catch him stitching pieces of leather together, or working on some sort of complicated embroidery on what appears to be a Hydra uniform jacket. The fact that he's doing it while apparently blindfolded is . . . certainly unusual.]

[PM me in IRC if you're not on Lyvus and want to see Lelouch! Otherwise, people are welcome to poke their heads in and harass the other Lyvus.]

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[boundbydevotion]

Who: Whoever
Where: Delphinus
When: Day 179, still morningish
What: Stuff

--not inside the dorms, please.

[Link has rolled a bunch of squidrats off his counter and into a basket and has taken them outside, along with a pan of scraps. Sets the scraps a bit away from the dorms and tips the basket so the squidrats can get out. Well, they could have gotten out fine to begin with, but they seem to be indulging Link...]

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[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

Who: Scowl, Tsuna, people who would be at Lacerta
Where: Lacerta
When: Day 179, Near lunchtime
What: Talkings

[There is once again a Hydra on your doorstep Lacerta. And for once here to see someone other than the resident sad girl!]

Oi, Te—Tsuna! It's Scowl.

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[sabra_la_npcs.insanejournal.com]

WHO: whoever's awake I DON'T KNOW, SOME ASSHOLES
WHERE: BY THE RIVER
WHEN: DAY 179 HANGOVER O'CLOCK
WHAT:

[It's not quite the call of a game, but you might just be drawn to the large fertile area downstream of the lake. There's a pack of corgis chilling here already, rolling around and chewing on things and doggie paddling about.]

CONGRATULATIONS! YOU'VE BEEN SELECTED TO JOIN TOP-SECRET ULTRA-ELITE "NAMES I DREW OUT OF A HAT" CLUB! THE BADASSEST MOTHERFUCKING CLUB THIS SIDE OF THE ARENA! I'LL LAY THIS SHIT OUT FOR YOU REAL SIMPLE. YOUR MISSION, WHETHER OR NOT YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT: ENTERTAIN SOLDIER. YOUR PRIZE: YOU GET TO DRINK BEER WHILE ENTERTAINING SOLDIER.

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[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

Who: Pyxides and others
Where: near the Forge
When: Day 179, after noon
What: glass making

[manipulating a few thousand degrees of molten silica from a few feet away will give a person a healthy appreciation of the cooler temperatures of the regular cave areas. Miranda is wearing a light weight peasant shirt and her sturdy leather pants, and her hair is pulled back from her face with the headband from Red, while a recently acquired handkerchief is tied securely over her mouth and nose.

The glass that she's working with at the moment is a hollow globe roughly the size of a small cantaloupe and opened at the far end as she sets it back into the furnace to heat again so she can start spinning it flat.

Several other glass pieces are cooling down in a second oven from the day before.]