I - [text | handwritten]

[caosgo]

[welp. Someone definitely can't pretend nothing weird is going on any longer. It's one thing to watch other people's videos, but...to be fair, in the grand scale of "impossible eye colors" to "suddenly learning another language", it's not that strange, but to Emmanuel it's big enough. All he'd gotten so far what what seemed to be a secondhand coat.]

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Has anyone seen anything like this before?

(no subject)

[espigeonage]

[Julien accidentally left a little lined notebook open in the clinic, with most of his number on the inside cover, missing only the last digit. It's not full of poems about Strider, but uh... there are a bunch that look like they apply to him. Also he copied down the poem from the letter and wrote "Outsiders? Robert Frost? Obviously a Smash Mouth fan" in the margins. Also, "No tattoos" was written under that and circled.]

[It does not appear that he actually meant for this to be read as a whole. There are grocery lists and little maps and doodles of wings, his niece, interlocking horseshoes, and Colette; there's a smudged sketch of The King with the caption "King. Hell? lost souls?". The poems are messy, they have messier drafts everywhere, he's got a heavily scribbled out page that appears to be about college debt...]

( A FEW POEMS POSSIBLY RELEVANT TO STRIDER: )

15th Howl: The After School Numbers Club, Finals Week Edition [Action]

[professorwolf]

It really was too bad that they'd started this up so late in the year. After only a few weeks of meetings, it was finals week, and Lyall, despite doubting he'd get many people studying, had his room set up after class as a good place to get some last minute studying done. His last class of the day had been let go early, giving him a little extra time.

While there were the usual snacks in the back, they were a bit more healthy this time than the last few weeks. While there were decks of cards-- playing cards and various games, both-- out on the lab tables, there were more tables cleared for books, set out with pads of paper and pens. He did have a cake, though, which was probably more silly than serious, upon which was written the words "Happy finals week!" in bright frosting.

Lyall couldn't eat said cake, so the rest of the kids sure had better like it.