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capeandcowllogs2009-06-14 02:57 pm
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WHO: Iorek Byrnison and Makimachi Misao
WHERE: Central Park
WHEN: Backdated to June 3rd
WARNINGS: None, presumably
SUMMARY: Misao picks up her throwing knives.
FORMAT: Quicklog.
[Iorek waits for her on a bench in Central Park, watching the passersby and the birds. While it is hardly any closer to his own natural habitat than the concrete jungle of New York City, it at least has more open space than any other place close to the Base does, and so he contents himself with this much as he waits for the contact, the throwing knives waiting in a case sitting at his side.]
WHERE: Central Park
WHEN: Backdated to June 3rd
WARNINGS: None, presumably
SUMMARY: Misao picks up her throwing knives.
FORMAT: Quicklog.
[Iorek waits for her on a bench in Central Park, watching the passersby and the birds. While it is hardly any closer to his own natural habitat than the concrete jungle of New York City, it at least has more open space than any other place close to the Base does, and so he contents himself with this much as he waits for the contact, the throwing knives waiting in a case sitting at his side.]
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[Her tone and expression are friendly, a little teasing.]
Looking to get rid of that case? [A pause, and then she becomes marginally more serious.] Are you the panserbjorn?