{Twenty-five (53)} &diams Another second lost with every fallen grain

[burnt_orangesky]

[There are a few pentaps, and the pen rests on the page long enough to form a tiny pool of ink before Fred's writing starts.]

I do not think I shall ever get the sand completely out of my hair.

Has anything particularly interesting happened while I have been [another pentap or so] napping? And did everyone come through February alright? I confess I was somewhat preoccupied with an [pause] issue of my own, and was quite distracted toward the end.

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[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

[The writing's a little shaky; tired and inebriated Rick is tired and inebriated. Assume this comment comes after his shift ends. XD]

Interesting? You could say that.

[burnt_orangesky]

[She sees that shaky handwriting, but puts it down to either tiredness or relief. Perhaps both.]

Oh yes? Do tell, please.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Weird fruits. Evil twins. The standard Sphere fare.

[burnt_orangesky]

Yes, I experienced some of the evil twin business for myself.

Weird fruits?

[Keep this up, and she'll notice something's off.]

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Nasty business.

Oh yeah. Got one that made me moonwalk. It was a riot.

[burnt_orangesky]

Quite.

Moonwalk? [Little pause.] Castle, are you... feeling quite alright?

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. I'm just [Tsp tap.] I'm just a little drunk. That's all.

[burnt_orangesky]

[Pause.] I see.

I shall see you and Genius in person soon, though I believe it is somewhat too late to do so tonight.

[...pentap, tap, tap.] I am pleased you survived the events of February.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Probably a good idea to wait.

... me, too.