Fifty-Fifth Theory [Voice/Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don has been returned from his mission with the Malnosso. In this case, that means that his guide-droid politely but firmly made it clear to him that sorry, but he had to leave.]

[His journal is returned to him, he's shown to a teleporter, and a moment later he's standing in the village's coffee shop. After getting something - well, a number of somethings - to eat, he settles into a booth and opens said journal.]

Filtered to housemates || Unhackable

Guys, I'm back. I'm at the coffee shop. [Almost as an afterthought:] I'm okay. Robert, can you bring my snowsuit?

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If anyone was waiting... I'm back.

[Some time later, he adds:] Has anyone heard of a Deadly Nadder? Or a Gronckle?

Comments

[Video]

[i_speak_softly]

I'm a turtle. A mutant turtle. [Probably they should sort out their own species before talking about draconid beings.]

[Video]

[yestothedress]

A turtle? But turtles are smaller, and don't talk.

[Video]

[i_speak_softly]

[In a joking way:] Usually horses are bigger and don't talk. But here we are.