Jun. 19th, 2015

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Elrond is in the bar tonight. 

It is still winter at home but here he has shed his heavy wool robe and is now seated, in tunic, leggins, and boots.
Fletching arrows.

His hair is bound back and adorned with tiny, silver stars.


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[OOM: To the living we owe respect, but to the dead we owe only the truth. ~Voltaire.
Warning for a PTSD type blackout, though whether from grief or PTSD, I don't know.]

Izana comes in and stumbles a bit before making their way to a table and sitting heavily. And if that weren't enough of a give away, their cheeks are flushed and their breath smells like saki, making it rather obvious they've been drinking. When a wait-rat appears, they smile at it for a few moments before saying, "T-t-t-t..." and looking confused as to why they can't seem to say what they mean.

Some help would likely be appreciated. 
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Its cooler in Milliways than at home and most of the work back there is done, so when he found a door, he took it.

Once he's checked on the stables and most of the horses are out in the paddock enjoying the nice weather, he gets comfortable on a hay bale set up near the fence and facing the lake.

Sometimes one of the horses comes over to nuzzle his hair and he smiles but keeps on reading about Life on the Mississippi.
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Fry maintains that he totally had permission to scale the big climbing web that Jay and some of the scouts set up in the children's play area.

Now that he's at the top of the medium sized bit, he's not entirely sure that he was meant to get up this far, and even less sure that he knows how to get down again.

He sits on one of the ropes while he tries to remember which way he got up. Because if someone has to come up here and rescue him, there's no way Dad'll let him come up here again.
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It's very difficult to say how long it's been for Eden since he last entered. While Daybreak Town has a calendar, nobody pays much attention to it.

The world he enters from isn't Daybreak Town, though. This world has loud, ringing bells and the sound of a busy city beyond. As Eden enters through the street, the hood of his hoodie drawn up, a small parade of guards come sprinting past, yelling - well, actually, angrily singing.

He closes the door hurriedly. Chirithy appears on his shoulder, peering around. "This world again," it notes, and appears to be deep in thought about something, before it leaps up into the rafters, where it can't be seen.

Eden cracks open the door for a moment, then shuts it again, pulls back his hood, and flags a waitrat to order a sea salt milkshake.
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Almanzo is out by the lake, fishing, and hoping he gets a chance to bump into Dick today, since it's drizzling nicely outside right now and rain is good for fishing.

At the moment he's sitting very still, so as not to disturb the fish.