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discedo_logs2009-04-18 09:39 pm
dreamermoa.livejournal.com) wrote in discedo_logs2009-04-18 09:39 pm
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Who: Moa, open~
Where: Inventory (201-203 of the high schoolz.)
When: Now
Rating: PG for cute?
Summary: Moa has her Discedo anniversary. Yeeeeeyyyy lets eat foodz.
the log:
Moa had never had any perception of organized time, the way others seemed to. A day was a day and a lot of days was...a lot of days, and after ten or so you'd stop counting them and it would be "some time ago". Orokos measured time by landmarks; "a little while after the flood", "before the big storm". The idea of a structured calendar had been quite unusual.
Still, she adapted, began learning weeks and months and years. As far as she could tell, it had been a year since she'd been brought to Discedo.
Her first recorded year....it didn't feel all that long, really. Well, maybe years just weren't long. It didn't matter -
What was more important was a birthday.
She wasn't actually sure when she'd been born, of course, but coming to Discedo was sort of like a rebirth. And it was as good a day as any.
She scurried around inventory, clearing a space for a table and scrounging around for foodstuffs. Inventory was fortunate to get a good pick of food, and she found herself impressed with her makeshift feast.
Excited, she propped open the door for any visitors.
[ooc: open log is GO! mingle or something!]
Where: Inventory (201-203 of the high schoolz.)
When: Now
Rating: PG for cute?
Summary: Moa has her Discedo anniversary. Yeeeeeyyyy lets eat foodz.
the log:
Moa had never had any perception of organized time, the way others seemed to. A day was a day and a lot of days was...a lot of days, and after ten or so you'd stop counting them and it would be "some time ago". Orokos measured time by landmarks; "a little while after the flood", "before the big storm". The idea of a structured calendar had been quite unusual.
Still, she adapted, began learning weeks and months and years. As far as she could tell, it had been a year since she'd been brought to Discedo.
Her first recorded year....it didn't feel all that long, really. Well, maybe years just weren't long. It didn't matter -
What was more important was a birthday.
She wasn't actually sure when she'd been born, of course, but coming to Discedo was sort of like a rebirth. And it was as good a day as any.
She scurried around inventory, clearing a space for a table and scrounging around for foodstuffs. Inventory was fortunate to get a good pick of food, and she found herself impressed with her makeshift feast.
Excited, she propped open the door for any visitors.
[ooc: open log is GO! mingle or something!]