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in_sidon_we_trust) wrote2018-12-17 07:03 am
in_sidon_we_trust) wrote2018-12-17 07:03 am
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Room 420; Monday Morning [12/17].
When Sidon woke up that morning and slipped out of his tank, careful as always not to drip too much or disturb Paris is she was still there and sleeping, his mind was mostly occupied on wondering what sort of strange, festive thing might be occurring that day, and if, in lieu of not having classes, it would be something that would still allow him a good session down at the salle with his trident or sword. He supposed he should also focus on catching up with anyone else he was thinking of inviting to Hyrule, a trip that seemed both far away in the distance and all too near, but he had, for the most part, mentioned it to most already.
He'd only been out of his tank for a few minutes, though, when an odd feeling crept over him and he followed the compulsion to turn around, and...blinked in surprise at what had only a moment ago been well-filtered and comfortably heated water was now much murkier and, with a cautious hand against the glass, quite a bit warmer than usual.
Experimentally, perhaps not entirely wisely, he dipped a finger in and, encouraged by the scent of the liquid, tasted it.
"Why, it's chocolate!" he realized, faintly astounded for a moment, but then a bit concerned, as he looked at his sleeping tank filled with hot chocolate, and he frowned.
"Well, that's going to be rather inconvenient."
But at least it will have likely cleared itself up by tomorrow!
[[it had to be done! Door closed, but post is open!]]
He'd only been out of his tank for a few minutes, though, when an odd feeling crept over him and he followed the compulsion to turn around, and...blinked in surprise at what had only a moment ago been well-filtered and comfortably heated water was now much murkier and, with a cautious hand against the glass, quite a bit warmer than usual.
Experimentally, perhaps not entirely wisely, he dipped a finger in and, encouraged by the scent of the liquid, tasted it.
"Why, it's chocolate!" he realized, faintly astounded for a moment, but then a bit concerned, as he looked at his sleeping tank filled with hot chocolate, and he frowned.
"Well, that's going to be rather inconvenient."
But at least it will have likely cleared itself up by tomorrow!
[[it had to be done! Door closed, but post is open!]]