there will never be a real title to my logs (closed; ongoing)
Characters: fireballed and vacuumhelmet and a cameo from chimerad
Setting/Location: some unlucky hallway somewhere
Date & Time: Day 11, mid-morning
Warnings:
Summary: Gourry's gone so Lina needs a new muscle lackey. ENTER ONE (1) ROBOT....,.,
Lina had all but turned the entire caravan over looking for Gourry, tried every trick she knew to pull him out of hiding and concluded he wasn't anywhere. Maybe he'd gotten left behind at the castle or, worse, found an all you can eat buffet and hadn't come back. That thought distressed her more than anything.
But not having him around was proving problematic in a lot of different ways, and there were only so many times she could poke fun at Zelgadis before she got bored. And the new arrivals on the caravan hadn't brought Amelia. So that was a no-go. So it was time for more ~exploration. Thus going down a new wing of the caravan towers she hadn't been yet.