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capeandcowllogs2009-11-16 09:37 pm
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WHO: Mytho and Joey
WHERE: Some library somewhere
WHEN: Earlier Monday before Joker's BS
WARNINGS: Derpyness
SUMMARY: Mytho has derped off to the library while Fakir's asleep from being sick and spots a familiar face
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, whateva' after.
Fakir had been sleeping a lot since he had told Mytho he was sick and staying home with him had ended in Fakir telling Mytho in no uncertain terms that the best way to help was no try and help.
So Mytho had sat beside his knight, reading for most of the day.
But this lead to the problem: he was out of what to read and Fakir was still asleep.
Which was how Mytho was now at the library, just in his button down shirt and yoga pants. Thankfully he had also remembered his shoes and teleporting had taken care of the need for the his often forgotten coat.
He looked up at the rows of books in front of him, searching for a title he hadn't read yet.
WHERE: Some library somewhere
WHEN: Earlier Monday before Joker's BS
WARNINGS: Derpyness
SUMMARY: Mytho has derped off to the library while Fakir's asleep from being sick and spots a familiar face
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, whateva' after.
Fakir had been sleeping a lot since he had told Mytho he was sick and staying home with him had ended in Fakir telling Mytho in no uncertain terms that the best way to help was no try and help.
So Mytho had sat beside his knight, reading for most of the day.
But this lead to the problem: he was out of what to read and Fakir was still asleep.
Which was how Mytho was now at the library, just in his button down shirt and yoga pants. Thankfully he had also remembered his shoes and teleporting had taken care of the need for the his often forgotten coat.
He looked up at the rows of books in front of him, searching for a title he hadn't read yet.
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If he really was from one...maybe Joey would recognize it in some way.
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