Thursday, April 7th, 2011

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After a class, Karla went back to her room and changed into Morton's old cast-offs. Between the heavy content of today's discussion, the rapidly fading memories of the previous weekend, and the radio's reports that 'Dite was leaving--which would explain her message asking Karla to meet her at the store later--she had a lot to brood over think about. And now that the ground was thawed enough, Karla decided to skip the roof in favor of spending some quality time in the gardens. She could be useful and thoughtful at the same time with the guarantee that she'd feel better when she was done.

Ten minutes later, she was muddy, with dirt under her fingernails and over her face and already feeling a little better about everything.

[Open!]
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Nathan used to love being in his room. It was bigger than what he was used to, it was away from home and he'd been pretty lucky in the roommate department. Now, he just felt constantly restless and twitchy. And even if he knew his roommate was avoiding the room, thus giving him free run, he still wanted out.

The roof had been closer but he'd chosen the deck for the chairs and the out of the way space where he could stretch out and smoke and not bother anyone if they didn't want to be bothered. He could pull out his phone and play a mindless game of Tetris before getting frustrated and turning it off.

His head thumped back against the chair and he closed his eyes. The tension had not abated. Maybe he'd go for something else a little later, something that usually helped but now he was trying to loosen up in a well behaved manner. He thought that was very good of him.

[Open deck, open post]
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Faramir would have preferred to have started his journey in the morning, but he had remained to attend his class today. He'd donned the Ranger's armour and had retrieved his bow, quiver and sword from the armoury. The saddlebags he settled across Baru's back were surprisingly heavy, filled with bottles of whiskey, chocolate and other gifts that Boromir would enjoy. Some useful, others pure for pleasure. There was one small box containing a fountain pen for his father, but Faramir did not know how it would be received.

He did not know how he would be received. The visit was unannounced and while he should wait for his father's summons, he needed to see the walls of Minas Tirith. Most memories of the past weekend had faded, but the feeling of dread which had grown in him since he had met Beren, did not. It was ever present and he wished to look upon his brother and his father. Perhaps then, the dreams of NĂºmenor disappearing beneath a great wave would leave him be.

[Open as the boy prepares for his trip home.]

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