[This morning, there is a series of images appearing in the journal. Nothing more, nothing less. Ask what's going on, and you'll probably get more of the same. Luceti is a strange place, isn't it?]
[written]chaincutterNovember 10 2010, 14:42:53 UTC
[Words? Those would be helpful. He isn't actually sure what she's offering to bring him, but now his pride is starting to kick in and he's hesitant to admit it.]
[Sigmund will get the door himself, even though Ed will probably get scowly about it when he finds out. He looks tired, but otherwise okay. No bloodstained shirts this time. Unfortunately, he just can't seem to remember her name. After a moment of bewildered staring, he settles on a polite nod and steps aside so she can come in.]
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I am have returned. It is behind the [A pause, and then a drawing of a building and an anvil. Giving directions is hard when you can't name anything.]
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[Scrawled in next to the drawing, then:] I'll be there soon. Need anything? Cookies? Coffee?
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Nothing. Thank you.
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[Though, she is bringing the dictionary anyway. She tucks it under her arm and marches right on over to the requisite house.
Knock, knock, knock.]
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You look...well, maybe a coffee wouldn't have been a bad idea.
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It was a long... [Um. Problem. He looks around and points to a clock on the wall opposite the front door. A long that. Yes.]
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[Nibbling on her lower lip. She's got a bad case of sympathy.]
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