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Nov 26, 2009 23:05

[Outside of the gingerbread cabin there's a guy staring at it. Contemplatively. . .]

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peacockeyes November 27 2009, 04:09:11 UTC
[I obviously hate myself. Walking past]

... I don't think it is edible, sir.

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coulrofabulist November 27 2009, 04:10:29 UTC
The Lady assures me it is.

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peacockeyes November 27 2009, 04:11:50 UTC
...

Are you all right?

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coulrofabulist November 27 2009, 04:12:15 UTC
Yes.

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peacockeyes November 27 2009, 04:13:07 UTC
Do you remember me?

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coulrofabulist November 27 2009, 04:13:58 UTC
I have never met you before.

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peacockeyes November 27 2009, 04:15:43 UTC
Ah.

I'm Fon.

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coulrofabulist November 27 2009, 04:22:58 UTC
[A slightly stiff almost-bow.]

Kevin.

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peacockeyes November 27 2009, 04:25:31 UTC
[wow this is kind of disturbing. Bows back]

... do you know where you are?

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coulrofabulist November 27 2009, 04:26:30 UTC
Lady Sharon told me it's a camp.

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peacockeyes November 27 2009, 04:30:41 UTC
It is... ah, if you are hungry I can show you to the Mess Hall.

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coulrofabulist November 27 2009, 04:31:52 UTC
I am not.

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peacockeyes November 27 2009, 04:35:08 UTC
[D:]

... ah...

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coulrofabulist November 27 2009, 04:37:10 UTC
[. . . I do have this unexplained age to eat pieces of candy on this house, however. ....]

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peacockeyes November 27 2009, 04:39:11 UTC
[just watches him]

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coulrofabulist November 27 2009, 04:47:51 UTC
[s-slight fluster. kyaa.]

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