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| Orion Fulcry | Jul 31 2008, 03:26 PM |
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((Apologies accepted. Now me!))"Yes, well, it has been a bit slow inside the fort, being Spring and all." Orion readjusted his grip on his stack of paper, marveling at how much lighter it was. Then, he seemed to realize that perhaps his statement didn't exactly clarify things. "Uh, that is to say, most people are outside enjoying the weather - and stuff." Setting off down the hall again, Orion took the lead. The going was much easier now that he could see where he was going. The dishevelment of the papers in his arms was only a mild irritation. And thus, the descent down the last case of stairs and out into the open air proved entirely uneventful. Orion was glad of that. Now, strolling through the grass towards the North Tower, chin pressed firmly against the top layer of parchment to keep the warm breeze wafting about from claiming any papers, he slowed a bit to allow Jelal to walk beside him. "So..." his grey eyes moved to look at the otter. "How's your head?" |
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