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[backflipping]

[Sothe is...still... sitting on the beach but no longer "guarding" his stuff. He looks like crap, being as he hasn't moved the entire paranoid plot: very dirty, soggy from the rain, and very very hungry. He is also missing his very lovely, very stylish, belly shirt.]

I can't find my shirt. And I'm hungry.

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[kingnaesala]

I can find something to cook and eat, if you give me that punching thing.

[backflipping]

[Sothe looks soooo hungry, but he grumbles and folds his arms over his chest] No deal.

[kingnaesala]

I'll just leave you there then. [Keeping the Sphere from seeing his bald wings, but he is obviously walking.]

[backflipping]

Not like I've never been hungry before. [grumble, and stomach rumbling too]

Finally decided to grace us ground-dwellers with your presence?

[failgardener]

You lost something, too? I can't find my hair clips.

[backflipping]

[Nod, nod] My shirt. I don't know how it got stolen, considering I haven't moved for a very long time.

[failgardener]

...maybe you were drugged!

[backflipping]

If someone fed me anything, I would have noticed.