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Sep 15, 2007 01:19

Should've found him by now, he thought, wondering where the rat was, and if Asar-Suti had even received that note.

A rustle at his feet a half hour later brought back the confirmation. And he was relieved as he offered the rat a cookie and sent it on its way. Time was of the essence; it could not be wasted.

Checking that everything he intends to bring with him in place [an activity that gives him something to do since it's really unnecessary to do so], he heads outside.

With a bird book in his hand.

He'll just open it up to a random page and hope that it'll be something he won't mind becoming.

If he can help it he'd like to not become a vulture today.

[This post has been Millitimed to the 13th of September.]
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