((This is supposed to be a journal entry or something dated around the day they all left, and stuff ( Read more... )

We're all packed and ready to go.

Shall we head out?

I heard you are interested in going away for a while.

I was planning to take a little trip to one of the more pleasant drafts for a while.

Would you care to join me?

I knew something wasn't right.

*gets gear together*

Hamilcar, you can stay here, if you want.

It's been a few days since I've gone to see Bingo. I suppose I should pay him a visit.

*goes to his place, knocks on his door*

Bingo? ...

Bingo?

...

?

After finally finishing the DNA tests on Hamilcar (it took me a while as the umbrella was giving me too much trouble to be a worthwhile tool, and I eventually had to use a chanderi sari instead) I've learned that he doesn't seem to be a Bolger from this reality/draft.

He's mostly Goodchild, and part Proudfoot and Underhill.

I've fixed Hamilcar's wounds up. They weren't too deep, and they shouldn't take too long to heal. Still, he'll be needing to rest for a while, I think.

People don't seem too pleased to see me around.

Oh well.

*does rangery type stuff*

I'm back.