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Jun. 18th, 2011 01:52 pmMel is kicking back outside, on the grass near the garden, with a large plate of fried paradoxes and a book, neither of which she's really paying attention to, because her head is resting on her arms. Stampy is curled up, trunk around her head, to make a perfect bookstand. Gates, the four armed spider monkey demon, is splayed out neck to her, arms forming an X, legs in the air, and belly exposed to the sun. Of the three of them, he has the loudest snores.

