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discedo_logs2008-05-24 03:54 pm
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Who: Yorda, Namine and Xemnas
Where: Around Discedo
When: This lovely afternoon
Rating: G - PG in case of monsters
Summary: Namine returns to Discedo and Yorda wants to make sure she doesn't fall victim to it's many dangers lest Prydain pitch an emo fit.
the log:
Yorda wasn't out of breath even though she'd run at least three blocks now. She'd been getting stronger during her time in Discedo. Quicker. More adept at physical activities such as running for your life and hitting zombie dogs with sticks (incidently she had just done both though not necessarily in that particular order). She had her arms around a large tupperware container she had gotten poking about the wreckage of one of the apartments. It was filled with a white, powdery substance which had tasted rather dry and it was labeled 'flour'. It wasn't covered in mold so she decided she'd let the experts take a look to deem whether it was good or not. There was a whole store of canned goods she'd be going back for too, but she was curious about whatever 'flour' was. But more important than the dry, white powder was finding Namine. A girl in white with yellow hair. And she was just up ahead! Yorda beamed and came to a breathless halt.
"Namine, se ya?" Hefting the container in one arm, she extended her hand. "It is nice to meet you! Yorda is me."
Where: Around Discedo
When: This lovely afternoon
Rating: G - PG in case of monsters
Summary: Namine returns to Discedo and Yorda wants to make sure she doesn't fall victim to it's many dangers lest Prydain pitch an emo fit.
the log:
Yorda wasn't out of breath even though she'd run at least three blocks now. She'd been getting stronger during her time in Discedo. Quicker. More adept at physical activities such as running for your life and hitting zombie dogs with sticks (incidently she had just done both though not necessarily in that particular order). She had her arms around a large tupperware container she had gotten poking about the wreckage of one of the apartments. It was filled with a white, powdery substance which had tasted rather dry and it was labeled 'flour'. It wasn't covered in mold so she decided she'd let the experts take a look to deem whether it was good or not. There was a whole store of canned goods she'd be going back for too, but she was curious about whatever 'flour' was. But more important than the dry, white powder was finding Namine. A girl in white with yellow hair. And she was just up ahead! Yorda beamed and came to a breathless halt.
"Namine, se ya?" Hefting the container in one arm, she extended her hand. "It is nice to meet you! Yorda is me."