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Who: Locke & Micaiah
When: Same day as this and several hours after his "scuffle" with troll-boy. :P
Where: Micaiah's room
What: Locke checks up on his new friend like the gentleman he is!
Type: Starting with log, action is fine too.
Notes/Warnings: None that I can think of...
Locke made his way through the Edge of Madness toward the crystal that would lead him to his destination. If anyone cared to look hard enough they'd notice his gait was a little off, a barely-concealed limp to his step, but he himself cared not for any onlookers. He'd spent the past several hours in his own room nursing the wounds his opponent had left behind to the best of his ability, and he was grateful to have a reason to step out again that didn't involve the clashing of steel and egos. His pride smarted, too, but he'd deal with that later.
When he reached the portal that would lead him to Micaiah's room, Locke hesitated, feeling a bit strange about essentially "barging" in with no method of knocking--even though they'd only spoken a moment beforehand and she'd already given him permission to enter. Shaking his head, Locke laid his hand against the crystal and stepped through.
When: Same day as this and several hours after his "scuffle" with troll-boy. :P
Where: Micaiah's room
What: Locke checks up on his new friend like the gentleman he is!
Type: Starting with log, action is fine too.
Notes/Warnings: None that I can think of...
Locke made his way through the Edge of Madness toward the crystal that would lead him to his destination. If anyone cared to look hard enough they'd notice his gait was a little off, a barely-concealed limp to his step, but he himself cared not for any onlookers. He'd spent the past several hours in his own room nursing the wounds his opponent had left behind to the best of his ability, and he was grateful to have a reason to step out again that didn't involve the clashing of steel and egos. His pride smarted, too, but he'd deal with that later.
When he reached the portal that would lead him to Micaiah's room, Locke hesitated, feeling a bit strange about essentially "barging" in with no method of knocking--even though they'd only spoken a moment beforehand and she'd already given him permission to enter. Shaking his head, Locke laid his hand against the crystal and stepped through.