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thebastion2014-07-31 11:09 pm
evacuate) wrote in thebastion2014-07-31 11:09 pm
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day 212 ♪ closed
Who: Zia, Zulf, Zahi, Zayna, Rucks, and Raile, or at least some combination thereof
Open: Closed
When: 212
Where: Out and about, but mostly at Zia's BALLIN' NEW ABODE
What: IT'S MOVING DAY
Format: [kanye shrug]
[For the past two days, Zia's been anxiously roaming about the Bastion's eastern edge. Any day now, she kept telling herself, any hour—and this morning she woke up too early, couldn't get back to sleep, and decided to check, just in case.
And there it is, finally built for her: the house is exactly what she wanted, and even more than that now that it's real and in front of her.
Before she does anything else, Zia spends a good half hour running up and down all the hallways, looking over and under every piece of furniture, sitting in every single cushion in the den, and making herself familiar with every inch of her new home, giggling with glee all the while.
Only after she's finished remaking one of the beds after rolling around in it solely to mess up the blankets, just to make it feel a little more like hers, it occurs to her that the others aren't just going to walk in with all their stuff and make themselves cozy. Not without her help, anyway.
And so she's off, running back and forth across the Bastion. She has a lot of visits to make!]
Open: Closed
When: 212
Where: Out and about, but mostly at Zia's BALLIN' NEW ABODE
What: IT'S MOVING DAY
Format: [kanye shrug]
[For the past two days, Zia's been anxiously roaming about the Bastion's eastern edge. Any day now, she kept telling herself, any hour—and this morning she woke up too early, couldn't get back to sleep, and decided to check, just in case.
And there it is, finally built for her: the house is exactly what she wanted, and even more than that now that it's real and in front of her.
Before she does anything else, Zia spends a good half hour running up and down all the hallways, looking over and under every piece of furniture, sitting in every single cushion in the den, and making herself familiar with every inch of her new home, giggling with glee all the while.
Only after she's finished remaking one of the beds after rolling around in it solely to mess up the blankets, just to make it feel a little more like hers, it occurs to her that the others aren't just going to walk in with all their stuff and make themselves cozy. Not without her help, anyway.
And so she's off, running back and forth across the Bastion. She has a lot of visits to make!]
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[His brain seems to finally snap out of the shock, and he starts to scramble up onto his feet.]