[open] The more laws and order are made prominent, the more thieves and robbers there will be.

[mynameonit]

It's the early hours of the morning the day after everyone arrives at the barracks. As the sun breaks over the trees and sends scattershot yellow light through the mist that drifts lazily within the barracks grounds, a long brown shape darts between the buildings. It's hard to get a good look at it, quick as it is--three feet of stocky body,

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[highvoltagegirl]

After a good night's rest-- okay, not really good, but it was better than the sleepless nights she'd spent when her power had been overloading-- Elle decided it was time to go around and do some exploring. It was getting easier to ignore the pain in her leg, and maybe if she kept looking long enough, she'd find food. Or someone who wasn't a) creepy, b) annoying, or c) a wizard (???). It was a slim chance, but Elle dared to dream

[mynameonit]

Nomee squawks in reply, considerably irritable now that she's lost both Leonard's phone and the Doctor's screwdriver, and Peter's badge.

She glares at Elle, sits in front of her pile, and gives a loud, irate whistle. The ground between her and Elle immediately turns to mud.

[highvoltagegirl]

Elle feels her shoes sink into the ground as it turns into mud, and makes a disgusted wince. It's not exactly surprising. Some weird otter witch is still tame compared to the spider things, but it's still annoying. The most annoying thing about being stuck in the mud is that she can't even shock Nomee now without hurting herself in the process.

"Fine." She glared down into the otter's beady little otter eyes. "Just give me back my phone, okay? I won't touch the other stuff."

It was probably a bad sign that her talking to Nomee like she was a person didn't even occur to Elle as being weird.

[mynameonit]

Hmmm.

Nomee looks at her little, dwindling stash and then back at Elle. Back at her stash.

Her luck trying to fob other stuff off on people has been nonexistent thus far. She grumbles, picks the phone up in her teeth and holds it up, as if to say, This thing?

[highvoltagegirl]

"Yeah, that's my phone." Elle pursed her lips into a thin line and held her hand out towards Nomee, expecting her phone to be dropped into said hand any minute now. It wasn't worth trying to wrestle it away from her. What if the otter had rabies?

[mynameonit]

She stamps a paw again and the mud spreads a bit.

And then she chucks the phone into a puddle of it and blows a raspberry.

FINE, HAVE YOUR PHONE.