Day 2

[faintwaves]

[The writing is very frantic and run together, with occasional rips on the pages and inkblots. It's also illegible, but only one thing comes out clearly: help.

help help help help help

eventually Xion is able to control the shaking of her hand enough to write clearer.]

--the--lizards--


dragons

i dont know!!!





theyre after me theyre eating my journal help help hel--------

Comments

[faintwaves]

Okay!

What flavour do you like? Maybe I can get them to send it to me in the next care package.

[mo_cara]

tHeY aRe AlL mOtHeRfUcKiN bItChTiTs, BuT i GuEsS i LiKe KeY lImE pIe KiNd BeSt!
ThAt'S sTrAiGhT uP mOtHeRfUcIn FiNe Of YoU, sIsTeR, wHaT dO yOu WaNt FoR iT?

[faintwaves]

...What do I want for it?

I just like helping people.

[mo_cara]

YeAh, BuT i CoUlD sTrAiGhT uP gEt YoU sOmE SwEeT hAsH fOr It Or SoMeThInG.
;o)

[faintwaves]

....er



What's...hash?

[Spelled private]

[mo_cara]

MoThErFuCkIn RiGhTeOuS iS wHaT iT iS.
yOu WaNt To TrY sOmE?

[Private]

[faintwaves]

Well...if you want to share some with me, I could try it?

[Private]

[mo_cara]

hElL yEs ChIcA!