JUNE OPEN LOG

[sailmods]

[but, hey: you shouldn't be left out of the camping fun just because you didn't think to sign up, or you only got here yesterday, or actually you only got here today and you have no idea what's going on! because the camp can come to YOU!

meaning, shortly after seeing the others off, Friday returns to the atrium and begins setting up a few items she's brought from... somewhere, one assumes? a pup tent. two sleeping bags. a tent stove. s'mores accoutrements. there's a fake potted plant that she decided looked enough like a tree. all pushed together in the middle of the atrium.

at her spot behind the desk, she looks visibly pleased with herself. she's doing her best.]

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[ktizo]

Hythlodaeus shrugs a little as if it's not a big deal. "I cannot say that my time between the sundering and our reunion was too exciting, alas."

Really, he thinks he got it easy compared to Emet-Selch. Sure, he was trapped for 12000 years, unable to move on... but he spent most of that lonely time in a daze, and the years flew by like minutes. Emet-Selch had to endure every agonising year with the burden of his people upon his back.

"I can speak of it if you would like me to, however."

[lachtara]

"We have the time for it." It seemed fair to try and understand Hythlodaeus's thoughts and experiences as much as he tried to relay his own. He can imagine they are quite different, still... And after so long apart, they finally have time enough at last to do so.

"This is a sorry place for such a conversation." Painfully uncomfortable stools, as it were. "Let us speak of it later."

For now, they could simply enjoy each other's company away from the rest of the world.