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[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

Who: Lyvus and visitors
Where: Just outside the dorms
When: Day 189, night
What: Downtime and getting chloroformed apparently

[Night is sitting outside of Corvus, making more needles out of bone. He's improved at bone carving, and is working on a fair variety -- mostly small and straight, but a few curved and one or two longer. Just chillin'.]

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[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

...anything else...?

[getto_daze.insanejournal.com]

. . .he was good at arm wrestling. . .

[getto_daze.insanejournal.com]

Oh! Because he had one strong arm! He was missing the other.

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

...Oh. Grenade.

[getto_daze.insanejournal.com]

Guess so. Have ya seen 'im?

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

Um. I don't remember if he's in or not... or which dorm he'd be in. We usually gather at Lynx, but it could be either.

[getto_daze.insanejournal.com]

[looks back and forth between dorms 8|a;]

I don't even know which is Lynx, or what team he's even on.

Ah well. Do ya mind if I wait for 'im?

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

I don't mind. He's on Corvus.

[getto_daze.insanejournal.com]

Oh, okay! I don't think I heard of that team yet.

[goes to stand REALLY CLOSE to you]

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

[shies away, uncomfortable]

I'm on Corvus too.

[getto_daze.insanejournal.com]

Really? Ha, I forget to brush up on you guys sometimes. I'm Rod, from Uroboros! What are ya makin'?

[crossboundaries.insanejournal.com]

I'm Night.

...Needles for sewing.