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[classic_ratpack]

[Neal has had a very long week and a half. Not that there hasn't been a part of him that thought being a pirate was very, very cool, but it was also very, very tiring, and all he wants to do is go back to his room and go to bed

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[justgonnaramble]

Neal?

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[classic_ratpack]

It's all gone.

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[justgonnaramble]

What is?

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[classic_ratpack]

My art.

[art_of_bones]

Are you okay? [Because if anyone can understand the utter despair of destroyed art, it's Angela]

[classic_ratpack]

[sighs]

I'll live. Probably.

[art_of_bones]

What happened?

[classic_ratpack]

Whoever raided the castle? Destroyed all the pieces I was working on in my room.

[kungfuwitch]

Neal, are you okay?

[classic_ratpack]

I will be. Eventually.

[he doesn't sound it, but it's the truth]

[kungfuwitch]

That's going around, lately. What happened?

[classic_ratpack]

Whoever raided the castle before we got back destroyed all the pieces I was working on. I can't even salvage the damn canvas.

[tehoniongirl]

[she's in a bit of shock as she walks up the stairs, taking in the damage, but that protest catches her attention as she reaches the landing for the third floor. Brow furrowing, she detours to walk down the hall, checking the name plate as she reaches the open door.

...and then she catches sight of the damage]

Oh... oh God...

[classic_ratpack]

[Neal's running one hand through his hair and is just staring at everything]

I really hate this place.

[tehoniongirl]

...can I help?

[classic_ratpack]

[glances over, and shrugs]

I gotta get rid of it all.