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[presgarddihellis]

Who: whomstever
When: October 14th
Where: Cafeteria, outside, wherever
What: idk
Warnings: gosh, those fox fires sure are still around!

[if anyone happens into the cafeteria this day, they'll likely find a pile of mildly spicy meat handpies, some noodle dishes, some rice, and mooncakes. all of them with some levels of spice to them because in this house, we indulge in our spices until we're sent back home to places where spice is expensive af.

or at least, that's the sentiment of the cook.

who seems to be absent from the cafeteria.

anyway, free hot foods during this mid-autumn day with its chill winds and cooling temperatures and suspiciously flickering lights and whispers in familiar, desperately missed voices. or maybe that's just the wind.]

Comments

[presgarddihellis]

Yet.

There's definitely techniques to look away from your hands while knitting.

[bowtiedbones]

I tried asking Tuxie to turn the pages for me, but she likes to chew on them.

[presgarddihellis]

Ah. That's no good. Cute, though.

[bowtiedbones]

Being cute is the thing she’s best at.

[presgarddihellis]

That is true. She has very much lived up to that.

... so to speak.

[bowtiedbones]

So to speak. I’ve tried to use her to watch stuff for me too, and she’s good for like, checking on an array from a birds’ eye view, but you get dizzy if you try too long. Her field of view is so different! And she does not hold still.

[presgarddihellis]

Oh, I bet the aerial perspective is a bit much if you do it too suddenly.

[bowtiedbones]

It’s like whoosh! Instant vertigo!