http://analyze_that.insanejournal.com/ ([identity profile] analyze_that.insanejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] slt_archive2010-08-08 02:56 pm

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Who: Orion et al
Where: Orion dorm.
When: Day 156, night.
What: It's only a flesh wound.

[Three blanks, back from the game are entering the common area. One of them is pretty bruised.]

You. Sit. There.

[identity profile] in_the_chair.insanejournal.com 2010-08-09 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
He went off alone? ... this wasn't a game?

[identity profile] in_the_chair.insanejournal.com 2010-08-09 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
........

For fuck's sake. Isn't that the second time that's happened?

[identity profile] in_the_chair.insanejournal.com 2010-08-09 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[glances in Monty's direction]

Maybe he needs something to focus on.

[identity profile] in_the_chair.insanejournal.com 2010-08-09 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
He gets lost because he runs off to investigate something, right?

[identity profile] in_the_chair.insanejournal.com 2010-08-09 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
So maybe he needs something to keep track of that doesn't involve wandering. Like a journal.

[identity profile] in_the_chair.insanejournal.com 2010-08-09 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
Definitely his own. I think Mits would set his on fire before sharing it with Monty.

[identity profile] in_the_chair.insanejournal.com 2010-08-09 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
Perfect. We'll just tell him to take lots of nice safe notes.

[identity profile] in_the_chair.insanejournal.com 2010-08-09 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
Hell, I'll lend him my communicator. It's got a clock.

[identity profile] in_the_chair.insanejournal.com 2010-08-09 09:25 am (UTC)(link)
Think he'd kill us if we tried petting him.