Room 238, Saturday afternoon

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Aeryn is taking petsitting seriously. Vladdie's bottles are in the fridge, the curtains are closed, Yoda is far away from the sea monkeys because although she doubts there would be a problem unless she put Yoda in the tank, she'd rather not take any chances, and she's not running from the room at all. So far it's not going badly

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"You look like you're about ready to jump into battle," John remarks from his place on the sofa.

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"There shouldn't be any battles," Aeryn says. "Unless the toaster tries to escape."

[whitedeathpod]

"What're the visitors doing right now?"

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She walks over to see, and reports, "Vladdie is playing with a dust bunny, and Yoda is still a turtle."