game 118

[sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com]

Who: blanks
Where: The Arena
When: Day 191, midmorning.
What: Game 118

[The loud call of a harp calls rings out in the early morning, calling the blanks with the will to hear to the arena. Today, while it is covered in Veiled's familiar carpets and pillows, the incense burner rests in the middle of a peculiar board at her side.]

I wonder...

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Comments

Re: [MINGLE]

[onetruth.insanejournal.com]

[shakes his head, not looking at the arm OR directly at you]

No . . . I don't recognize the judge either.

. . . how are you feeling?

Re: [MINGLE]

[byallmeans.insanejournal.com]

Better than I was.

She's Veiled. Her games don't tend to be terribly life-threatening.

Re: [MINGLE]

[onetruth.insanejournal.com]

That's good to hear. If you need anything . . .

Ah, good. I don't think we really need another game that's like that.

Re: [MINGLE]

[byallmeans.insanejournal.com]

Right now I need someone who understands what the rules are supposed to be.

Have you seen anyone who knows how to play this one?

Re: [MINGLE]

[onetruth.insanejournal.com]

Ah . . .

Well, everyone else looks as confused as us so far.

Re: [MINGLE]

[byallmeans.insanejournal.com]

Then hopefully she'll explain once we start.

Re: [MINGLE]

[onetruth.insanejournal.com]

[nods] Hopefully.

Good luck.

Re: [MINGLE]

[byallmeans.insanejournal.com]

To you, too.