022 [your skin shining softly in the moonlight]

[mythgravenblade]

Doctor Lezard--

My deep apologies for the delay, but I can't come in today due to the Tree's latest prank. I will be in tomorrow, and I'm willing to do whatever necessary to compensate for the late notice and absence.

Is there an incinerator or fire-pit anywhere? I need to burn these clothes.

[ooc: let's pretend this entry went up sometime

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[exarmatio]

What's wrong wi

Are you alright?

[mythgravenblade]

No permanent injuries, Magi. I'll be fine.

[exarmatio]

Ah, I'm glad. But, what is going on? What is wrong with your clothes?

[mythgravenblade]

[pentaps of 'how (much) to explain...']

They aren't my clothes, precisely. You've noticed how people have been..."kidnapped," for lack of a better word--recently?

[exarmatio]

[A press of the pen on the paper for a moment, the dot of ink growing until it leaves.]

Have you been forced into odd clothing?

[mythgravenblade]

Yes. By Bernard.

[exarmatio]

I see. [And that writing was... hesitant.] Bernard?

[mythgravenblade]

Bernard is the giant pink octopus who lives in the lake.

[exarmatio]

what

giant pink oct

No one told me about that!

[mythgravenblade]

It doesn't seem to be on the list of standard Greeter warnings, though perhaps it ought to be. Usually, she's fairly harmless though. Usually.

[exarmatio]

[Hesitation.]

Isn't Bernard a boys' name?

[mythgravenblade]

Yes. Usually, it is.

[exarmatio]

How odd.

She has kidnapped you, then?

[mythgravenblade]

I...could not tell you how it came to pass, I only know that while I went to bed in my own house, I woke in the lake.

[exarmatio]

I wouldn't think that an octopus could leave the body of water that it's in... Have you been rescued

[mythgravenblade]

I wouldn't, either. [And yet, somehow!...]

Oh yes, Locket rescued me. I have no more worries except disposing of these hideous clothes.