Luke Triton (
hisapprentice) wrote2011-11-17 11:34 pm
[Puzzle 001]
[In the plaza, near its southern edge, there is something strange. It is most noticeable now that snow is falling in earnest - a shape, smallish and curled up on itself.
There is a boy in the snow. Asleep, dressed only in new feather pants, shivering. When he finally shivers himself awake, it's a groggy half-there voice that broadcasts. Seems the journal's open.]
Just...a few m-more...minutes, Prof-ffessor...

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[With that stubborn pouty face of his. He knows what a changing room looks like, and there's one right over there.
Once he comes out of that room in his regular clothes (plus long pants, for the weather) and with his wings flapping a little behind him...he doesn't look any happier]
Could you tell me what's going on now? From the start.
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Mmhmm.
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Wh-what do you mean by 'experiment'?
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