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[oi_theoi]

Who: Anyone!
When: Day 41, Noon
Where: Common Room
What: Mingle!

[In the common room, there are large stacks of colored paper on a simple wood table, a bowl filled with all different types of writing tools, and a small sign.]

What do you desire?

[Feel free to draw or write or mingle. Kain may be around.]

Comments

[pencilpremonition]

[takes a purple sheet of paper and writes 'for people to like me', then turns to wander off and leave it there]

[oi_theoi]

A desire that can be worked towards.

[nometal_alchemist]

*suspicious....*

[nometal_alchemist]

*...and yet. selecting a blue sheet and a fountain pen, and neatly writing out

'A reunion and a proper rest.'

then putting the pen back and leaving the paper there*

[dontloseyourhead]

[Something like this... Hesitates for a moment, glancing around before grabbing a yellow sheet of paper and trying to make sure she's not seen writing.

'A family'.]

[oi_theoi]

And what is that?

[smileandbearit]

[Signs, must always answer what signs say. 'A bright open sky, a good book, and the well-being of those I care about.']

[oi_theoi]

What kind of book? And when is there a closed sky? [peeking at]

[reallyburnsmeup]

[What if instead of answering your question I take the paper and start drawing up building plans]

[oi_theoi]

[oooo, what is it you are planning?]

[murdereous]

[thoughtfully chewing on a pen as he stares at a sheet of paper, someone seems to be lacking inspiration here]

[oi_theoi]

Too many ideas?

[akito]

[ draws a small shark, house, and crow, rather than put what he wants into words. ]

[ pauses, then also draws his Togekiss. ]

[oi_theoi]

Pets?

[overclocking]

[Staring at one for a very long while, twirling the pen between his fingers thoughtfully... before putting it down and leaving it blank, almost as if that's his answer]

[oi_theoi]

Is there nothing that you would desire?

[melonlord]

[sign, what sign?]

[pacing about boredly]

[oi_theoi]

Are you distressed?

[bejeweled]

[ . . . draws a circle on the piece of paper thoughtfully, looking around at other people. ]

[oi_theoi]

Lack of inspiration or in search of it?

[slayerofgiants]

[What is this? Is that paper dangerous? What are they going to do with this information?

Wander grabs a pink sheet of paper and...almost writes "Mono". When that moment passes he furrows his brows and writes: "For the gods to to sod off"

AND THEN SORT OF ANGRILY PUTS THE WRITING TOOL BACK IN THE BOWL]

[oi_theoi]

Are you angry at the paper?

[thevineintervention]

[Begins a botanical sketch of a plant fairly similar to the ones in her hair, though the vines are coming out of one more solid central trunk . . . and that trunk seems to be growing out of a human shoulder??]

[reallyburnsmeup]

Ah...

[benchedagain]

[taking a blue paper and writing "to win"]

[flashofbrilliance]

[totally looking over your shoulder]

To win what?

[hyanaimne]

[considers the piece of paper for all of three seconds, then writes down "nothing"]

[oi_theoi]

There is nothing you want or you feel there is nothing that you would receive?

[sharksong]

. . .

["My memories."]

[ghostofthesparklelizards]

[I never did have much respect for personal space and wanted to see what you were doing, so trying to look over your shoulder. =|a]

[ghostofthesparklelizards]

[Drawing various homes of Resembool, including the house Edward and all them built after Sabra.]

[oi_theoi]

[ohhh houses?]

[flashofbrilliance]

[writes: Some normalcy]

[oi_theoi]

As in the whole of the word or just as things were where you were from?

[shednotearsformagic]

[Considers the paper thoughtfully.]

[Writing down some...questionable things.]

[Mostly she wants her store room of spell components back.]

[...definitely not going to write some of the more meaningful desires.]

[oi_theoi]

What do you use that stuff for? [...questionable things?]

[revanchism]

...

[Writes: "Hunter-Killer 47."]

[oi_theoi]

[...]

Is that a person?

[over_the_fop]

[Considers the paper a long moment...]

[over_the_fop]

[.... And picks it up and folds it. And then again. And again. Then flips it over and folds it. And again, and again. Flip fold, flip fold, tug, fold, twist... finally... Manages a generally less artful version of this.]

[no_hero]

[was heading back to shrines for healing, face busted up a good bit, vivid marking around his neck, and right hand to his left shoulder.

. . . just. stares at the sign.]

[oi_theoi]

[There is a rather untidy and possibly forgetful looking young man standing next to it.]

Hello.

[vulpine_hijinx]

[... bluh, bluh...

poking at the paper, doodling]

[oi_theoi]

[colored pencils...?]

[evenimprobable]

[. . .

Writes . . . no, crosses that out quickly.

. . .

"Ran A decent cup of coffee with whiskey."]

[vulpine_hijinx]

[idly reaching over to scratch that out with a blue colored pencil]

[jackoclubs]

. . .

[stabs a piece of paper with a pen, twirls it around idly a bit, and then tears it out through the side.

. . . except the paper is still mysteriously in one piece]

[oi_theoi]

[watches with a smile]

[moonineclipse]

[writes 'the safety of my roommates, and that of the general population of this place'.]

[oi_theoi]

You desire for others.