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[worthtempting]

[a skinchanger and a godling wander into the mess hall, toward a Mysterious Door that probably wasn't there yesterday. physics (and wall thickness) says that this door couldn't possibly lead anywhere

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[bulletwthmyname]

I wasn't expecting it to attack me.

[worthtempting]

Which is why I warned you. Give me your hand, I'll pull you out.

[bulletwthmyname]

[god I'm being pulled out of a pile of clothes by someone a foot shorter than I am. s-sigh]

[worthtempting]

[there there, it will all be over soon]

There. Be careful what you rifle through. The...quality is certainly variable.

[bulletwthmyname]

[pulling something covered in dried blood off his leg]

Little late, I think.

[worthtempting]

Oh, there are worse things than a little old blood. I've never seen anything actually dangerous, though, so you'll be all right.

[bulletwthmyname]

Very reassuring, Sophie.

[worthtempting]

Come now. I know Kieran. You can't be that squeemish.

[bulletwthmyname]

...point taken.

So you just root through?

[worthtempting]

That's the sum of it. What are you looking for?

[bulletwthmyname]

Pants and shirts, mostly. Maybe another coat and a pair of boots.

[worthtempting]

Simple enough, if you're not picky on color.

[bulletwthmyname]

If it hurts to look at, I'm not going to wear it. Kieran would be insufferable.

[worthtempting]

That he would. Besides, you probably look better in earth tones.

[bulletwthmyname]

That's usually how I ended up. Boring stuff.

Oh, by the way, the pink-haired girl wants cookies.

[worthtempting]

Imoen? Why are you asking for her?