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capeandcowllogs2009-08-30 07:48 pm
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In which I wish Fakir could fanboy as hard as I do
WHO: Fakir, Obi-Wan, later Duck
WHERE: Obi's studio, then the bakery downstairs the next morning
WHEN: August 30th, late evening; The morning following
WARNINGS: Uh. Me being a giant dork.
SUMMARY: Following his request for a sword, Fakir visits Obi-Wan's studio to borrow one and a few pointers on how to use the unique weapon. For the purpose of not log-spamming, this log will double as one for the breakfast meeting between Fakir and Duck to discuss fixing Mytho.
FORMAT: P-p-p-p-paragraph
At this moment in time, as he stood all-too-straight outside the door to Obi-Wan's studio, Fakir wondered if he had stepped out of one story and into another. After all, aged people you know next to nothing about don't just offer to let you borrow swords that glow in anything but stories.
Quit thinking about it and knock, you idiot.
And he did, and waited, tapping his foot in something akin to impatience.
WHERE: Obi's studio, then the bakery downstairs the next morning
WHEN: August 30th, late evening; The morning following
WARNINGS: Uh. Me being a giant dork.
SUMMARY: Following his request for a sword, Fakir visits Obi-Wan's studio to borrow one and a few pointers on how to use the unique weapon. For the purpose of not log-spamming, this log will double as one for the breakfast meeting between Fakir and Duck to discuss fixing Mytho.
FORMAT: P-p-p-p-paragraph
At this moment in time, as he stood all-too-straight outside the door to Obi-Wan's studio, Fakir wondered if he had stepped out of one story and into another. After all, aged people you know next to nothing about don't just offer to let you borrow swords that glow in anything but stories.
And he did, and waited, tapping his foot in something akin to impatience.