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[legally_blond]

[In the Mess Hall tonight, it's rather empty... since, you know, it's late/early/some in between time. For those who like to wander the wilds of camp in the dark hours, though, it's a nice respite from the zombies lurking around outside. In one corner sits a prosecutor playing an acoustic guitar, looking out the window with a bemused expression

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[n_ittowinit]

I'm glad you're getting some use out of the guitar, Mr. Gavin.

[legally_blond]

So am I... uh. Little polar bear.

[n_ittowinit]

Near. Please, call me Near.

[legally_blond]

Ah, it's you! What happened?

[n_ittowinit]

I turned into a bear.

[legally_blond]

Well, obviously! I meant, what caused it?

[n_ittowinit]

I had some food that didn't agree with me.

[legally_blond]

Food can do that too? I thought it was just breaking the rules.

[n_ittowinit]

It was the food. It happened to Kagura too.

[legally_blond]

Is that why she's currently deaged?

[n_ittowinit]

I would assume so, yes.

[legally_blond]

Hmm... I was under the impression it was just a virus, that one.

[n_ittowinit]

I don't know what to tell you. I was fine one moment and furry the next.

[legally_blond]

Ah ha ha, well! That does happen around here. I have no idea what made me deage that one time, it just happened suddenly.

[n_ittowinit]

Did you remember anything when it happened? Kagura seems not to.

[legally_blond]

Not until I aged back up. It's a very literal regression; I thought I'd been kidnapped from the airport.