Call it a spark of insanity, but Atticus had just about had it. The cold, the isolation, and lack of sleep had finally gotten to him. The star projector Hope had made him helped him sleep on more than one occasion, but for some odd reason his mind couldn't be put at ease enough to let him sleep. He'd read all his books over and over, played all the
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"Hello," she said quitely, she didn't want to disturb his playing too much.
(ooc:Angelo-mun has given permission to move Angelo)
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