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[bluediligence]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 49, Late afternoon
Where: Anywhere

[ If the morning's trial hadn't been miserable enough … ]

[ Now it's raining! And it's still so foggy you can barely see your own feet. ]

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[bluediligence]

That's because we've both got good taste. [ Nods sagely, playing down the Concern. ]

Annnnnnnd ... [ Grasps the handle of her bedroom door. ] TA-DA!

[ It's been upgraded into a grown-up jungle gym. The walls and 14' ceilings are covered in rock climbing courses of varying difficulties, save the areas instead taken up by large, sunny windows, and one corner. In that corner, the height of the room leaves space for a spacious loft of bookshelves and cozy leather furniture, as well as a coffee table made of a solid polished stone, like a giant river rock. The loft is accessible only via climbing -- either the nearby rock walls or the fireman's pole for quick descent. Below the loft is a double-bed in a cozy sleeping nook, covered in rock-shaped pillows and warm quilts. ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

....

[Oooooh]

This. Is awesome.

[God, does he want the big open windows or would that be too much asleep? He doesn't know.]

[bluediligence]

Right?!

[ Lets go of his hand to twirl her way into the room. ]

I love the windows! And the loft is amazing, it's so comfy up there.

[schrodingerscockroach]

It does seem like a good little hang out hidey hole.

May I? [Gesturing to the climbing wall to go up.]

[bluediligence]

Go ahead!

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Gonna climb up and check out her cool loft library area thing.]

[bluediligence]

[ Scampers up after him. The loft sure is cool, and very comfortable - though she doesn't have many books just yet. ]

Wanna hang out up here for a while?

[schrodingerscockroach]

....yeah, that'd be nice.

[He needs some Peace and she's good at that.]

[bluediligence]

I could bring up some quilts and stuff, we could build a fort on the couch. Or we can just take it easy - your call.

[schrodingerscockroach]

...I could do a fort. [Good to keep his hands busy.]

[bluediligence]

Fort materials, coming right up! I'll throw them up to you.

[ DOWN THE FIREMAN'S POLE SHE GOES, complete with a wheee ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Got it.

[....cute.]

[But he'll go to the edge, ready to catch materials.]

[bluediligence]

Here they come!

[ YEET ]

[ It's only pillows and stuff, but still, she has quite the throwing arm ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Somehow, that's not so surprising.]

[Catching and tossing things over towards the furniture for fort making.]