The Magpie Emporium, Thursday (6/11)

[drumsticksandd20s]

Steph hadn't been getting a lot of very restful sleep this week for some reason, so she was dragging a bit and had to keep shaking herself back to alertness every time she started to half-doze through the process of tidying up the game library shelves. Little Bot was doing his best to help, which was to say carefully poking Steph in the ankle with a d4 he'd found underneath one of the tables every time she started to drift off.

Saffron was also doing her best to help, which was deliberately curling up on top of the shelves like she was supervising and then going to sleep. Was it just a coincidence that this meant she just happened to put Steph well in range of the infamous kitty nap field? She wasn't going to tell.

[OOC: Open!]

The Woods, All Day Thursday

[weirderthanthou]

The song drifted through the woods. It was louder now. Everything about it was louder now: its blue glow cast a real sheen on the surrounding glen, casting off the bark of the tree and the wings of the insects that called this place home.

If you dream them, they will come.

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