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Nov 10, 2010 21:06

[There was a questioning chirrup as cricket!Tas tried to get a handle on his surroundings. Not that it worried him. It was rather strange, being so tiny...but it was certainly interesting ( Read more... )

tasslehoff burrfoot, newton pulsifer

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notjamesbond November 11 2010, 03:12:24 UTC
[When Newt woke up, he did not expect a very loud cricket to be chirping away in his room.]

What in the-? A cricket?

[Ugh, that sound was annoying. Newt pinches his nose, trying not to get annoyed over this.]

A bloody cricket. Oh, that's what I really needed to wake me up. Thank you, Paradisa. Thanks a lot.

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everborrowing November 11 2010, 03:21:32 UTC
[.....vibrations. He could feel Newt's words, rather than hear them, sensitive limbs picking up the shifts in the air at the sound. Curious, he went silent, trying to see if he could make sense of what he was feeling]

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notjamesbond November 11 2010, 03:23:56 UTC
[And the sound stops as soon as it starts. Huh.]

Thank God that stopped.

[And he's just going to get out of bed and take a look in the mirror over here.Man, loo at that bed hair.]

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everborrowing November 11 2010, 03:52:19 UTC
[oh. Oh! A foot! Coming down awfully close to where he was sitting under the bed... close enough that he could recognize it for what it was, despite the giant size.

And, unlike any other cricket in existence, stepping so close to him gets him to start chirping again. Hello, person! Do you know where he is? Because he has so many questions and it would be great if someone could actually understand him and maybe tell him what's going on because he has the feeling it will make an awesome story to tell Flint the next time he sees him]

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