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[theflyingsquirl]

Spring has returned, and with it the awakening from hibernation (or, if you prefer, 'seasonal narcolepsy') of one mutant man-squirrel, back to his usual normal-world self. That world is a very different place than it had been when he had gone to sleep--for one thing, his fiancé has taken office as vice president, and he himself is a governor

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[lichvell_r]

Floating a couple inches above the top of her table, mildly distracted with a book, the young woman in dark robes glances at the guy and the squirrels.

Mildly interesting.

[theflyingsquirl]

He orders himself some pancakes and coffee, along with some sunflower seeds for the squirrels (mostly to keep them from touching his food, though Saffron will certainly try) and settles into a chair. It's good to be awake and back again, back to normal, or to what passes for normal for him.

He gives a tired grin and wave to Ravin. "Mornin'."

[lichvell_r]

"Good morning." She waves the book closed, turning more to him. "How are you?"

[theflyingsquirl]

"Couldn't be better," he says. "How about you? Do you get tired being all... floaty like that?"