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[Washington slowly tries to shake himself from the fog of sleep, only to realize something is horribly wrong. Especially with the noises he is making, accompanied by the fact that his body just feels wrong. The mouth and body changes aren't easy, and he's having difficulty just getting out of bed to grab his journal.
He opens the journal, making some honking and blarging noises without thinking before wishing for some ink to scrape in a message.]
Don't come to room 1103 until further notice. Got it?
[More elite noises can be heard before he closes the journal.]
He opens the journal, making some honking and blarging noises without thinking before wishing for some ink to scrape in a message.]
Don't come to room 1103 until further notice. Got it?
[More elite noises can be heard before he closes the journal.]