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[grumpyseer.livejournal.com]

A one-legged seer with a brand new wooden prosthetic limps into the Bar. And almost falls flat on his face as he suddenly loses depth perception.

"What the--?!" Dominic staggers and grabs onto the nearest chair for support. With his free hand, he fingers the eyepatch that appeared on his face without warning. It doesn't seem inclined to come off.

"You have got to be kidding me."

[tinytag: Lilo Pelekai]

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[lilolo.livejournal.com]

"To their island of secret buried treasure?"

[grumpyseer.livejournal.com]

Dominic manages a wry smile. "More like an island of grain alcohol and relationship issues, actually."