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[ofsevenbelles]

[MM MM you know what would be good right now? A cookie. A cookie would be great. In fact, if you venture to the Mess Hall, I bet you could find a cookie jar filled with them. Alas, before you can get to the cookie jar, someone cuts you off, opens the lid, and declares...]

Heyyyy this cookie jar is empty! Isn't that weird? Oh hey, this one's

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[touch_fayth]

What? Aww... can I see?

[ofsevenbelles]

You know checking again isn't going to make them appear out of thin air, right? But be my guest if you want.

[touch_fayth]

Well, it could be some kinda joke, for all I know.

*Opens a lid and peers in*

[ofsevenbelles]

[it is in fact, mysteriously empty]

[touch_fayth]

Aw, poopie. Who just sits out empty cookie jars?

[ofsevenbelles]

Apparently, they're understaffed.

[touch_fayth]

Maybe someone took them all.

[ofsevenbelles]

And that'd be terrible!

[touch_fayth]

For everyone who didn't get any, yeah. I mean, the thief could've at least left a few.

[ofsevenbelles]

What about rats? This place doesn't really look high class, you know?

[touch_fayth]

Rats would've probably knocked the jars over to get to the cookies, though.

[ofsevenbelles]

You'd be surprised.

[touch_fayth]

Do the rats have thumbs, now?

[ofsevenbelles]

I'm not a rat-observer, per se, but I do live on a ship.

[touch_fayth]

Are you a pirate?

[ofsevenbelles]

Nope. Just a photographer.