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[twoeyesonthesky.livejournal.com]

Quinn hasn't taken care of the horse this morning, because every time he's gone out to the stable- every time- he's run across that... thing. You know. The one that looks like a dragon had its wicked way with an innocent horse.

... he doesn't take well to thestrals.

Tonight, or at least this evening, he's going to give it another go. Right now, though, he's still in the Bar, going over the maps he's drawn from memory of the geographical and geological features around the castle. That might be useful soon.

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[legendaryoutlaw.livejournal.com]

"Doesn't seem like anyone here has. I guess that's a good thing, though--it's kind of just one big desert. Not a lot better, but when you crash somewhere, you've got to do your best, you know?"


[ooc: relatives just arrived, gotta run... slowtime?}

[twoeyesonthesky.livejournal.com]

"Don't I know it," Quinn mutters. "Beggars can't be choosers- survive where you can."

(OOC: No problemo!)